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“We’ve been married less than four hours and I’ve already got a honey do list,” he called back. He checked the door, turned the lights off and walked down to the bedroom. “I heard things change once you get married, but I…” He stood in the doorway with his mouth wide open. “Wow!”

She was standing next to the bed with her robe opened and draped around her elbows. His eyes were fixed on her and he didn’t notice the little romantic touches she had added to the room.

“You know, if I didn’t have such great self-esteem, I’d be a little upset that you didn’t comment on my front side.” She let her robe fall to the floor.

He stepped closer, clearing his throat. “Your front side… is even more amazing than your back side.”

He stepped closer and she opened his robe. She looked down and then back up smiling. “You have a pretty amazing front side yourself.”

He pulled her closer filling her mouth with his tongue, arousing her. He eased her down onto the bed staring at her.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

He took his robe off and climbed into bed, lying next to her. Tracing a line from her lips down the front of her body to the inside of her thigh with his finger, he kept his eyes fixed on hers while arousing her with his hand. She began to softly moan as his touch got more intense. She bit her lower lip, trying to contain her excitement. He teased her more with his hand and her cries grew louder.

He slid his tongue inside her mouth, moving in sync with the rhythm of his hand down south as her moans grew louder. He pulled back watching her body move to the rhythm of his hand. He moved his mouth across her cheek, down her neck, and along her shoulder before resting his lips on her breasts. He brushed her nipple with the tip of his tongue and she moaned louder. She closed her eyes and reached her hands above her head grabbing hold of the sheets, trying to contain herself. He placed hot kisses along her breasts bringing her to her boiling point when he captured her nipple in between his lips gently sucking. Sean had found her joy spot. He teased her more with his hand and she cried out. She’d never had a lover bring her to full arousal so quickly. He moved his hand slightly and she cried out louder announcing she’d been satisfied.

Breathing hard, she pulled his face up to hers, kissing him. He wrapped her up in his arms, rolling around the bed, kissing and touching. He rolled her onto her back, pinning her arms down, and interlocking their fingers. He moved his mouth up to her ear and whispered one simple word, “Now.”

He let go of her hands and she smiled as she felt how excited he was against the inside of her thigh. She eased her hand down to help him and he stopped her. Instead, he took charge and guided them into pleasure. He took his time slowly bringing her to ecstasy again. She was excited to have someone take control, leading her. Sean wrapped her tightly in his arms as he pushed them into unity. Each push was followed by an even louder moan until she cried out. He found her joy spot, again.

She could barely breathe. He pushed harder and she cried louder. All the times she had imagined herself with Sean, she’d never thought it would be so intense. She pictured his hands and lips slowly moving along her body, but never like this. Maybe it was because it had been a while for him. Or maybe it was her imagination making it seem better than it was because that’s what she wanted. She closed her eyes and felt the full force of Sean inside her and her question was answered when she cried out louder than before. No, it wasn’t her imagination, it was him. She grabbed him from behind pushing him deeper inside until finally, he cried out.

It was thirty-five degrees outside, but it was over a hundred degrees inside their bedroom. Their bodies were wet and hot. She smiled as she wiped the moisture from the sides of his face. He looked down at her smiling and breathing hard.

He started to move and she stopped him. “No, I love how you feel.”

He rested his head on her shoulder. In between heavy breaths, he whispered, “Anything you say, Mrs. Prescott.”

They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms a little longer before he rolled over and climbed out of bed. She pulled the wet sheet across herself, and sat up watching as Sean walked to the bathroom.

The sound of the toilet flushing and the water running couldn’t block out the wicked thoughts she was having about her husband. Wow, she had a husband. She looked up at Sean walking back to bed and started smiling. His body was incredible. She felt like a school girl seeing her first nude male statue. She was flushed with excitement and couldn’t stop smiling. No man had ever made her feel like this…loved.

“What are you smiling at?”

“I’m trying to decide which view I like better.”

He climbed into bed and pulled her close. “And what did you decide?”

“I like ‘em both.” She inched closer, inhaling his scent. “So, what are we going to tell everyone?”

“We definitely won’t be telling them about this.”

“Funny. I mean, about our getting married.”

“Nothing, we’ll stick to our plan.”

She looked at him smiling, and then climbed onto his lap and kissed him. “You’re a good husband.”

“And you’re a good wife.”

She was a wife now, not some married man’s girlfriend or plaything, but a wife. The revelation of that excited her. She leaned in closer and said, “The Bible says, make your requests known.”

“You don’t say,” he smiled as he tucked her hair behind her ear. “And what do you want Mrs. Prescott?”

She eased her hand down the inside of his thigh, touching him. She leaned in closer and whispered, “Mrs. Prescott, would like for her husband, Mr. Prescott, to make love to her again.” The feel of her hot breath floating into his ear excited him. She leaned back, smiling.

He looked at her, returning the smile, and replied. “I believe that can be arranged.”

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