by Lucy Langton
“Oh yes!” Kitty cried out in pleasure as she began to spasm all over his lower regions. He almost lost control as her inner wetness began to spill over his throbbing member. She was so warm and wet that it was hard not to lose his seed deep inside of her. But if they were going to spend the rest of the night making love to one another, he knew he needed to keep up his stamina.
Hugh kissed Kitty tenderly as he pulled his member out of her wet core and carried her over to his bed. He’d dreamed of having Kitty in his bed ever since she’d agreed to marry him that it felt like a dream come true to see her laying there now. She was safe in their home together, and he would never let her go.
“Come make love to me, Hugh,” Kitty spoke up after he’d lost himself in simply looking at her bared to him on his bed. He’d been with plenty of women before, but he’d never brought a brothel girl to his home. Kitty would be the first and only woman he’d ever make love to in his bedchamber.
Hugh climbed onto the bed and over Kitty’s body. He relished in the feeling of her warm body pressed up against his as he started to place kisses across her neck. He travelled down her shoulder and moved to her soft breasts, licking and sucking on her skin as he moved. Hugh listened to the soft moans Kitty made as she turned her head from side to side seeming to thoroughly enjoy everything he was doing to her body.
As he started to lick circles around her erect nipple while his right hand massaged her other breast, Kitty arched her back and moaned louder. Hugh couldn’t help chuckling, loving the way he could get Kitty to react to his pleasureful touches. He took his time supping on Kitty’s soft breasts as his member throbbed between her legs, eager to feel the tightness of her wet core once more.
“Hugh, don’t tease me any longer,” Kitty pleaded. “I want you to be inside me once more.”
“As you wish, my dear,” Hugh replied as he rocked back onto his knees and pulled Kitty’s hips up off the bed so he could align his member with her wet core. Their eyes locked as he thrust forward, sinking deep inside of her with one quick moment. They cried out together in pleasure as Hugh started out at a fast pace, the sound of their lovemaking filling the air.
Hugh watched as Kitty gripped onto the bed covers as he had his way with her. She tried to use her arms to buck her hips forward, meeting his movements so that he could sink further into her. Her warmth and wetness coated his member, making it easier to slip in and out of her at a fast rate. His mind was starting to become hazy with the pleasure of making love to his wife that all he wanted to do now was make her spasm on his member again and again.
“Yes, Hugh. Just like that!” Kitty cried out in pleasure, her breasts bouncing up and down as he thrust into her. For the second time that night, Kitty began to spasm all over him as she moaned loudly. Hugh was pleased to have caused her so much pleasure already and that Kitty was no longer afraid of moaning loudly. As her wet core tightened around his member as she spasmed, he did his best to control his own release so that he could continue enjoying their first official night together.
When Kitty came down from her high, Hugh settled down next to her as they both caught their breath. His throbbing member twitched with delight, wanting to release soon. But Hugh took a deep breath, wanting to prolong this night as long as possible. Hugh traced his fingers up and down Kitty’s bare body, loving the way her skin shivered at his touch.
“I fear you will completely exhaust me before you find your own release,” Kitty said as she rolled towards him and hooked one leg over his waist. She cuddled up to him and placed her head on his chest as he began to run his fingers through her golden locks.
“Fear not, my dear. I shall let you rest for just a moment and then I shall have my way with you once more,” Hugh assured her. He loved the sound of her laughter as he played with her hair. Hugh was a bit surprised when Kitty then rolled on top of him before wiggling her wet core against the head of his member.
“What if I want to have my way with you?” Kitty teased as she positioned her hips over his eager member. Hugh enjoyed the idea of Kitty being on top of him as she started to ease her wet core down onto his thick member. She went slowly as her inner walls stretched to accompany it deep inside of her once more. To Hugh, she felt tighter than ever, and as she slowly started to bounce on him, letting his tool be buried inside of her, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take her wet core milking him.
“Oh, Hugh. You fill me completely,” Kitty moaned as she rocked her hips back and forth till the tip of his member was pressing up against the very end of her wet core. That pressure was driving him mad as he gripped onto the bed covers, doing his best not to lose control and spill his seed into her.
“Kitty, it was like you were designed for me,” Hugh said through the passion haze that had formed over his eyes. “You fit onto me so perfectly.” Kitty quickened her pace as she supported herself onto her feet and lowered her wet core onto him, making her even tighter than before. Hugh ground his teeth together, trying hard not to find his release so soon. But as Kitty placed her hands on his chest and started to thrust her hips onto him as hard and fast as she could, he knew that withstanding the pressure would do no good.
Hugh grasped onto Kitty’s hips and held her still as he thrust up into her. He grunted loudly as he started to spurt his seed deep inside of her just as she began to spasm for a third time. Their cries of pleasure rang through the room as they quivered together, rivers of ecstasy running over them as they expressed their deepest feelings of love for one another.
Hugh helped Kitty off his member and pulled her down next to him on the bed. Their chests heaved with exhaustion as they did their best to regain a normal rate of breathing. All the while, Hugh held Kitty to his chest as he cuddled her, their bare skin warming one another’s. Just holding Kitty to him was enough to satisfy his desire, even though this night of passionate lovemaking had been beyond anything he had ever imagined could be possible between two people.
Once calmed down, they took time to clean up one another with water and clean clothes before finally getting under the blankets together. They remained bare together, their arms and legs entangled as they began to drift off to sleep. In the morning, no one would disturb them, and that thought alone brought a smile to Hugh’s face as he kissed Kitty’s forehead, wished her goodnight, and faded off to sleep with her in his arms.
Epilogue
Married life wasn’t exactly all that different from her life before, Kitty thought as she and Hugh decided to wait a few weeks before travelling to the country estate. Till then, Kitty continued to attend various dinner parties and social functions where she was requested to sing before a small audience. And on occasion, she visited Pietro Generali and his family to discuss and practice new sheets of music he was composing. The best part of it all was the fact that Hugh could accompany her to all of these functions as her husband.
Though their lovemaking was often and passionate, between their bedchamber and even in the garden at night, that was not her favourite part of being married to Hugh. She enjoyed waking up every morning to see him beside her. He never left in the middle of the night to pursue the scandalous things he used to like attending gaming hells or sleeping with brothel woman.
She felt confident that Hugh would never betray her like that. And besides for the occasional brandy after dinner, he rarely drank anymore, either. She could tell that Hugh’s heart had been healed after losing his parents and that he was starting to live life to the fullest.
One of her new favourite activities was visiting the orphanage on a regular basis with Hugh. While he would make a sizeable contribution to whatever the orphanage was in need of, Kitty would play with the children and teach them all different songs with the promise of returning often to hear them sing.
She knew that at one point she and Hugh would be travelling to the country, so she started to make it her mission to ensure that other ladies of rank visited the orphanage to spend time with the children.
As Duchess, Kitty soon
learned how influential she could be in society. Though she’d been popular before, she seemed to be even more so after gaining one of the highest titles one could in England. Articles were written about her and published in the newspaper to who she’d dined with to where she often spent her free time.
Kitty found it all to be rather ostentatious, but as she learned that more young ladies of the elite were visiting the orphanage, she figured that it couldn’t really do that much harm to be documented on occasion.
But when an article came out debating whether she’d become pregnant already, she felt that the papers had gone too far. She slapped the paper down on the dining room table after trying to enjoy her breakfast. However, she was rather put off and then had no appetite.
“What is it, my dear?” Hugh asked as he looked up at her. He reached his hand across the table and held hers as he waited patiently for her to answer his question.
“The bloody papers are discussing whether I’m with child or not,” Kitty said as her temper rose. “The article is detailing that I appeared a bit larger around the middle at Lord Hawthorn’s ball last Saturday and now wonder if I will soon be bearing a child even though we’ve only been married for not even two months.”
“There, there,” Hugh said in his soothing voice. “Remember, Kitty. It does not matter what anyone says or what the papers might write about us. As long as we are together, and happy, nothing else matters.” Though her eyes were watering, she looked up at Hugh and tried to muster up a smile for him.
“You’re always so kind to me,” Kitty replied. “You will certainly spoil me before too long.” Hugh smiled as he rubbed his fingers over her knuckles before returning to his breakfast.
“I see nothing wrong in spoiling you a bit,” Hugh said. “And I also don’t see the downside to if you are pregnant.” Kitty giggled then as she mustered up the motivation to eat at least a bit of toast.
“I don’t know if that could have happened already, but you never really know about these things,” Kitty admitted. A moment later, they were met by Aunt Matilda who had joined their household last month. She’d spent some time living with William and Viviana and decided she’d try her luck with the Duke and Duchess.
“Ah, good morning, my dears,” she said as she came into the room, closely followed by Portlock. The butler pulled out the dining chair for Aunt Matilda as she settled herself down. “Thank you, Portlock.” She smiled up at the butler before he moved away to make her a plate from the breakfast buffet. Kitty couldn’t help smiling at her aunt as she watched what happened between the widow and the butler. It was good to see that Aunt Matilda had found someone to admire later in life.
“Good morning, Aunt,” Hugh said between bites of food. “Today we are meeting with the architect who is going to be accompanying us to the countryside next week. I hope you’ll join us to discuss the repairs and how the estate should be designed.”
“Oh, I’m not sure about all of that,” Aunt Matilda admitted. “It is your home, Hugh. And now, also Kitty’s. You two should be the ones who make all the big decisions.” Aunt Matilda turned her attention back to Portlock as he came back to the table and set a plate in front of her. The look the two gave each other was proof enough to Kitty that they had feelings for one another.
“What do you think, my dear? I know we’ve talked about different design elements already. Is there anyone you’d like to consult in the matter?” Hugh asked. It was another element that Kitty appreciated about Hugh. He was always considerate of her, and though he was her husband, he always tried to include her where possible.
“No, I don’t suppose so,” Kitty said as she tried to think of anyone she could ask advice of. “A part of me wishes to first see the structure and the current damage before making up my mind.”
“That is very reasonable,” Hugh admitted. “But it will be wise to try to give the architect a little bit of an idea before we leave Town. This is the best place to gather material for the job to be completed.”
“I understand, Hugh. I’m sure we can come up with something today for the gentleman,” Kitty said before continuing her breakfast.
After the morning meal, Aunt Matilda retired to the gardens since it was such a lovely day. Kitty guessed that it also gave time for Aunt Matilda and Portlock to be alone together as the butler accompanied her outside. Hugh had a few errands to take care of and therefore that left Kitty with much spare time.
With the house was empty, Kitty went into the drawing room and paced for a bit as she tried to think of what to do with her time. Hugh wouldn’t be back for a few hours and the architect would be joining them in the evening. Kitty wondered if a stroll through Hyde Park would be ideal in her slimmest gown to show people that she wasn’t gaining any weight or expecting but decided it wouldn’t be a grand idea with Hugh by her side.
Kitty’s thoughts were interrupted when the front door chime rung throughout the house. Kitty was curious to know who’d come to pay her a visit and she was hoping that perhaps her brother and Viviana had come to keep her company. But as Miss Morgan opened the door, Kitty was quick to see who’d dared show her face at the townhouse once more.
“Miss Talbot,” Kitty said as she walked down the hallway to the opened front door. Miss Morgan curtsied as Kitty approached, but she paid her lady-in-waiting little attention. “What on Earth do you think you’re doing here?” Kitty’s temper was already raised from the newspaper article that she was quick to speak sternly to the woman.
“Forgive me, Duchess,” Miss Talbot said as she remained in a curtsey position. “I’ve come to pay you a visit upon the request of my parents.” She remained with her head bowed until Kitty gestured for the woman to stand again. As she looked into Beatrice’s eyes, she saw tears in them. Her heart softened then as she beckoned for the woman to follow her. She led her to the drawing room before asking Miss Morgan for a tea tray to be brought in for them.
“Well then,” Kitty said as she gestured to a chair for Miss Talbot to use. She sat and smoothed her hand down her gown as though she was nervous.
“My parents explained that I owe much thanks to the Duke for saving me from a life of hard work,” Miss Talbot said as she looked up at Kitty. “They say that I am indebted to you both and that I should come to seek a position within your household.” Kitty was surprised by Miss Talbot’s words and did her best to try to think of a reasonable answer.
“You are seeking employment?” Kitty asked in hopes of clarifying the woman’s statement.
“Yes, Duchess. That is what I am asking,” Miss Talbot explained as she straightened her posture. Kitty was sure that she could trust this woman and decided that she’d first need to give her a challenge that she could succeed and prove her worth to her.
“Well then. I have an estate I must re-design and decorate. Succeed at doing this with me, and I will consider it,” Kitty offered. A smirk came to Miss Talbot’s mouth then as she nodded her head.
Kitty was curious to know how this would all pan out as she gathered writing paper and began to work with the woman that once had schemed to do Hugh and her so much wrong.
THE END
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Will Portlock, Hugh’s best friend, manage to get his own happily ever after?
What kind of surprise does Kitty have for Hugh as a Christmas gift, which will make his heart melt?
How will their new life look like for our beloved couple, especially after having a new member in their family?
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Enticing the Fiery Lady
Introduction
Evelynn James is not known for her large dowry, but she is a rather passionate and intelligent lady, resolute in her stance to choose
her significant other on her own. When she’s invited to the Spring Soiree, she is determined not to allow herself to partake in such a ridiculous pageantry. But once her eyes fall upon the most attractive gentleman in the whole mansion, she loses all sense of propriety and enters into a wager with him. Torn between passion and logic, will she be able to see what’s best for her future?