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“Are you feeling well?” He asked looking at her with his piercing dark eyes.

“Yes, of course, it’s just that I needed-“ The coverlet fell from his body. She looked at him and her mouth fell. He was…he was…oh, so…rigid.

He covered himself quickly and turned to the other side.

“Fine.” He answered. “Let’s sleep now.”

She lay down and smiled smug to herself. The man still wanted her; but had inculcated some obtuse idea in that hard head of his! Watch me, she thought.

Next night, she dressed her most provocative nightgown, one she knew he liked. She pretended to be asleep when he came to their chambers. His valet and her lady’s maid slept in the servants’ quarters. She waited for him to lie down in the dark. Then she put on the oil-lamp, went to the door and locked it.

He lifted his head. “What are you doing?” So he saw what she wore. His favourite nightgown. Her body showed shamelessly under the flimsy fabric.

“Locking the door.” She said simply. During the day she had tied a ribbon to the key.

“Why?” He asked, that nightgown making him hot. He became instantly hard.

“Because I am going to perform my wifely duties, naturally.”

Oh, damn it! He would not survive. Not even the first minute. “But you are-“

“I am on fire!” She cut him and walked to the bed, hanging the key around her neck and it rested between her breasts. She neared him and held the coverlet.

Not more on fire than he! He held the coverlet as if his life depended on that.

She would not give up. Her hands crept under his underpants, very bulky and strained underpants. She palmed him.

His head fell on the pillow, as he sighed and closed his eyes.

Now she got to uncover his magnificent body. She lay on him, her hair falling on his chest in lavender scented strands. “What kind of nonsense did your stubborn head produce, Hugh?” She placed an open kiss on his chest. He had gone so damn stony!

He held her shoulders breathing hard. No! He could not! It did not seem right! He placed her on the bed delicately and stood up, rushing for the door. He tried it. Locked. “Where is the-?” Only now did he see it hanging from her neck.

She stood up and dangled the key, looking defiantly at him. “You want it, Hugh?” She put the key inside the gown. “Come take it!” She walked towards him.

He raked his hair desperately. Damn woman! She knew exactly how to seduce him! He paced to her. “Give it to me!”

She paced back towards the bed again. “Come take it!” She backed more.

“Come on, Sarah!” He neared her.

She paced further back and lay on the bed, provokingly. “Here, Hugh. Just grab it!” And her body begun to graze itself on the bed lasciviously.

Hugh’s erection reached the verge of bursting. He came to the bed with all the intentions of taking the bloody key. Then he lay over her. Their eyes clashed.

Staring at his eyes, she lifted her gown and her sex showed. He looked down, his breath caught. Her legs weaved around him as her hands lowered his underpants, making his big member pop out. Then she embraced him, arching her body. And he was lost. He just plunged deep in her, in sweet defeat, hearing her moan of pleasure, her head falling back.

“Sarah…oh! You subvert all my good intentions!” He murmured in desperation.

Sarah had no words, her body ablaze.

As he thrust, Hugh lost his mind, in complete agony. He just kept moving blindly as if his life depended on that. He thrust fast, hard, urgent. She proved to be so wet and hot, her encasing so delicious around him!

Sarah exploded under him with a loud cry. She squeezed him so tight that he lost it all in a grunt, plunging and plunging to the last drop. He fell on her utterly exhausted. Happy. Fulfilled. This woman proved to be all he could wish in his entire life. He just lay there enjoying the feel of her.

“Sarah.” He started after a long time. “I thought you did not want me to…bother you, now that you got pregnant.”

“This is the most meaningless nonsense I’ve ever heard!” She replied cuddling with him.

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