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“I ... I ...” she tried to say, but her words were coming out all jumbled. “This is ... I feel like ... something is building up inside of me.”

Robert nodded, looking at her earnestly once more. “I’m very glad to hear that. You should continue to build up until you feel as though you are about to explode. And then I would love it if you were to allow me to put my mouth upon you, just as you did for me.”

Anne had to concentrate very hard on what Robert was saying because if she didn’t, she might have entirely given herself over to the pleasure that she felt emanating from between her legs. Even still, she knew she had to say something soon; otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself before she erupted.

“I ... I think you’d better ...” Anne tried to say, but it was too late. The pleasure was reaching a crescendo inside her, and she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She desperately clung to Robert as she felt herself tense and release intermittently, and her hips thrust harder and harder against his hand. She closed her eyes and let the feeling wash over her like a Sunday morning bath.

When she had finally stopped bucking, quivering, and moaning, she basically collapsed against her lover. She could do nothing other than focus on her breathing and getting her strength back for a short time, and Robert lovingly stroked her hair as she did.

“I couldn’t wait; I’m sorry,” Anne whispered to him.

“There are no apologies required, my darling,” he said in a deep, seductive voice. “All I wanted was for you to enjoy as that pleasure took over. I suppose that I will just have to make you do that again, now won’t I?”

Anne looked up at him with a small, shy smile upon her face. “When would you like to do that again, My Lord?”

Robert kissed Anne gently on the lips and said, “Right now?”

Anne nodded emphatically and stood up to remove the rest of her dress. Robert took off his suit and was now only wearing his undergarments. Anne stood before him in her corset and bloomers, and he looked her up and down.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked him. Robert nodded.

“But I would enjoy it even more if you were to be standing in front of me without clothing on at all,” he growled. And then, Robert tugged off Anne’s corset, gently drew down her bloomers, and looked upon her once more. She giggled and then pulled down Robert’s undergarments so that he, too, was standing nude in front of her.

“That’s much better,” she said happily.

“I should now ask you the same question ... do you like what you see?” he said sexually.

Anne gave him a look up and down, just as he had done with her. She drank in every inch of his body that she had longed to see. His chest was quite muscular, and his broad shoulders made him look even taller than he already was. His legs were very long and strong-looking as well. And as for the part of him that Anne had become the most recently acquainted with ...

“I can hardly keep my hands off of you,” she whispered, looking longingly at him.

“Then why should you?” he growled.

Robert pulled her towards him and began kissing her madly as they made their way onto the bed. Anne lay down flat on her back, and Robert lay on top of her. For a few minutes, they stayed just like that: him pressing down upon her with her legs still held together. But then Anne began feeling adventurous, and so she opened her legs and wrapped them around him. She knew that she could control herself, but she wasn’t sure that Robert would.

As soon as he was wrapped in her legs, Robert let out the type of moan that Anne never thought she would hear him make: a very faint, somewhat feminine one. Robert immediately looked horrified.

“I’m so sorry,” he said. “I ... I don’t know what happened; that just came out.”

Anne smiled at her fiancée. “You have nothing to apologize for, my sweet. You let out whatever noises you need to. I am all yours no matter what you sound like.”

That seemed to be just the right thing to say because Robert’s embarrassment immediately disappeared. He kissed her once more and then moved his head down between her legs and began caressing her with his tongue. The moment he did so, Anne felt as though she was transported to another world. Anne closed her eyes and began seeing beautiful visions with every stroke of his tongue. She moaned out in utter bliss, arching her back gently to press herself more against his mouth.

“More, more,” she moaned, unable to stop herself.

Robert did as he was told and began working her with such ferocity, Anne lost control of her body. She reached orgasm without even feeling her pleasure build up as much as she thought it would, but when she did, her whole body got in on the act.

As she tipped over the edge, she gripped the sheets, and every muscle in her body tensed up. When they all released at once, she gushed between her legs and cried out quietly with all the passion pent up inside her. She then collapsed onto the bed and felt herself begin to shake from the exertion that her orgasm had taken.

“That was ... extraordinary,” Robert whispered, coming up from between her legs and climbing on top of her once more. “I think that if I stroke myself just a few times, I might …”

“Please, please do,” Anne begged him, still recovering from her orgasm but still aching for him.

With that, Robert took his hand and effortlessly stroked himself no more than ten times, and on the last stroke, he whispered, “I’m about to finish; is it all right if I do?”

Anne nodded enthusiastically, and then Robert exploded himself all over her. He moaned and gasped and groaned as he felt the orgasm come over him, and eventually, his knees buckled beneath him. Anne held him as he recovered from his climax and gently stroked the back of his head and down his neck.

She could feel his sweat, cool and clammy, that glistened atop his goosebumps. He was trying to catch his breath, but she didn’t care how long it took for him to recover. She was contented to lie there with him for the rest of their lives, so long as they were together.

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