They stood in the center of the room. Edward’s hands moved to the side of Celestine’s face. Her hands were on his waist. And for a few moments, that kiss was all which mattered. They kissed with passion. They kissed with hunger. They kissed as if trying to devour the other.
The intensity rose because they both seemed to realize that a kiss wasn’t going to be enough, and nor should it be. They were married now. Tonight was their first night together. There was nothing to stop them, and every reason to give in completely.
“Celestine…” Edward stepped into her, forcing her to take a step back. And then another. “I want you…” He continued to push her back, his lips moving to her face and then her neck.
“You have me,” she breathed.
“No, not yet,” he said with a growl as her knees hit the bed. “But I will.” He stepped in a final time and she gasped and fell back.
Their lips parted and Celestine lurched as if something had been taken from her. She then looked up and found Edward staring down at her with hunger. His eyes drank her in. He licked his lips as they roamed her body. She trembled, still nervous, but not so much that she dared to think that this was not what she wanted.
“Edward, what are you…”
“I’m just trying to decide what to do with you,” he said with a wicked smile. “Where to start.”
Her heart leapt through her throat. “I… what do you…”
He chuckled. “Say nothing, Celestine. Let me show you what has been on my mind all week. Really, since I first met you.”
Her eyes widened with understanding, and she gasped as he fell to his knees in front of her. She went to shuffle back but his hands gripped her by the thighs and held her in place. Then, slowly, he spread her legs apart.
She could hardly breathe. She could hardly think. Her body was on fire and she knew from the look in his eyes what he intended with her. Once, it might have made her blush… it still did. But Celestine was in it now, and she did not want to shy away.
So, she met his hungry eyes, she ignored the beating of her heart, and she spread her legs for him to shuffle between.
“Ah, better,” he said as his fingers moved to her ankles. They gently started to lift the skirt of her dress, tracing her bare skin. She gasped, shuddered, forced her legs to remain open. “Just do me a favor, Celestine,” he said to her, his eyes on her always.
“Wh – what?” she stammered as his hands found her bare thighs, squeezing them.
“Don’t hold back. Don’t be shy. And don’t, under any circumstance, try to stop me.”
Why on earth would I do that?
A final hungry smile and Edward lifted her skirt, threw it over his head, and dove between her thighs. Celestine braced, held her breath, bit into her lips, and then screamed because there was no sense in holding back.
She felt his tongue lick the lips of her womanhood. She felt his tongue pry them open and dip inside. She felt his tongue lick and his lips suck and her own body… she could not even describe it!
Celestine fell back and shut her eyes as her husband devoured her.
His tongue played her perfectly, moving to the rhythm of her breathing. His lips found her swollen clitoris and sucked it gently, coaxing her screams and her moans and forcing her body to tremble. Soon, two fingers joined his busy mouth, andCelestine could not say what he was doing exactly, only that she wanted more of it.
Pleasure, the likes of which she did not know existed, rolled up her body in waves. It started right where Edward’s mouth was, spread to her thighs, swept across her stomach, and finally wrapped her heart and her lungs and her very soul.
She was on fire. She might explode! She tried to shut her mouth but such things were impossible. She tried to stop herself from shaking but gave up quickly. She tried to keep her legs apart, but they clamped around his head as if in fear that he might stop.
“Edward…” she cried. “Oh, God…” she moaned. “That… right there… oh, God!”
How long was Edward down there for? She could not say. Time became irrelevant so the only thought that Celestine had was the realization that she had made the right decision in marrying him.
If this is what my life is to become… let is never end.
But it did end. It was just as Celestine’s body started to tremble, that fire building inside of her, that he pulled back.
“No!” she gasped and sat up. “What are you…” She trailed off when she saw the look in his eyes.
He licked his wet lips as he slowly stood. Then, his hands went to his breeches.
“No need to look so glum,” he chuckled as he undid his pants. “I told you how much I want you. I told you how much I wanted this. And do not think that you’re the only one who gets to have fun tonight.”
