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“I-I think I am falling in love with you,” she confided softly.
He shifted so he could look her in the eye. “Holly, my darling girl, you have beguiled me. I do believe I am already in love with you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for banishing the gloom and unhappiness from this house. What can I possibly give you after all of your generosity?”
“A baby, Gregory.”
“Of course, I shall give you a son.”
He felt perplexed when she frowned. “What is it?”
“What if we have another girl?” she asked.
He hugged her close. “Then we shall have fun trying again for a boy.”
“But what if weneverhave a boy?” she asked anxiously.
“Then we shall make the best of our girls. I am rather partial to girls; they are a pleasure to have about. The house my mother lives in will be mine on her death and is not entailed to the estate. I promise you, and our family shall never lack for a home,” he reassured her.
She flung her arms about his neck and he lowered his mouth back to hers. She tasted delicious and knowing the door remained locked he raised his hand to cup her breast.
“Gregory, the servants.”
“The door is locked. That thing I asked of you, perhaps you could indulge me now as a wedding gift?”
She sank to his knees before him, appearing unfazed by his request. His cock jumped to attention and ached for release. Gregory unbuttoned his fall. Immediately his cock thrust through the opening. Holly’s small hands reached for him and as she wrapped her palms tight about his girth, he gasped. Watching as she ran her hands up and down his turgid length, his breath stilled. “Take me into your mouth when you feel ready,” he urged, his voice hoarse with anticipation.
The appearance of her pink tongue darting out to sweep across the mushroom head of his cock caused a copious amount of precum to leak. His wife immediately sucked it up as though it were nectar. The vibration of her satisfied hum as she sucked the head, reverberated down his shaft and was nearly his undoing.
Bunty had performed fellatio only a couple of times during their marriage. After discerning her reluctance, he had not asked her again. Seeing Holly obviously taking such delight over the lewd act was a thrilling discovery. A guttural groan escaped his lips as the heat from her mouth fully enveloped him. Much more of this and he would spill.
“As wonderful as this is, darling, you must stop now, or I shall fill your mouth with my seed,” he advised between clenched teeth. The sensual feel of her swirling tongue was going to be his undoing.
“Hmm,mmm—”
“Holly!” Too late… His balls tightened; his cock surged. With a growl he released and jettisoned into the warm ingress of her mouth. Even then she did not relinquish him and continued to suckle; it was so exquisitely carnal.
No longer in the first flush of youth, he was amazed when his cock reared up again as he had a vision of her laid bare and bent over the arm of an overstuffed chair. Drawing Holly to her feet, he crushed her to him and plundered her mouth. The taste of himself still salty on her tongue as she eagerly tangled hers with him, was intoxicating. Mewls and sighs encouraged him and he backed her slowly towards the nearest chair without breaking their kiss.
His hands roamed her breasts, seeking evidence of her nipples and despite the layers of cloth between them, he felt the hard pebbled buds press eagerly into his palms.
“Gregory, we must stop—”
“No. The door is locked. This was how I should have acted on our wedding night, feverish with desire for you. I am a fool to have left you alone, can you forgive me, my sweet girl?”
Her hand caressed his cheek. “There is nothing to forgive. You were conflicted, I understand that now.”
“I have to take you now—while wearing that gown… My beautiful bride.” Turning her, he began to feverishly undo all the tiny buttons at the back of her gown and dropped the dress to her waist. He then proceeded to unhook her bodice and free her delectable breasts. Swooping in on the rosy peaks, he latched onto a breast with a groan. Her little sighs and whimpers of pleasure as he toyed with her, turned his cock to iron— It was no good, he had to have her right this minute. “Face the chair and bend forward.” The speed with which she complied gratified him.
Pressing a hand to the small of her back, he eased her further over the chair arm and swept up her skirts and petticoats, piling them over her back. His breath caught as he beheld her creamy buttocks and splayed legs, cloaked in white silk stockings which were held up by blue silk garters. His unleashed shaft jumped with appreciation as he ran his hands over her silky flesh. Her cleft was drenched. Delving searching fingers inside her slick walls, she raised her hips to meet his caress.
“I need you, Gregory,” she said her voice hoarse with lust.
“One taste,” he muttered, and leant to swipe his tongue along her furrow. Her resulting cry as he teased her swollen folds, encouraged him to explore further. Finally, when both of them were at the point of desperation he lined up his aching cock and plunged into her welcoming depths.
Her cry of exaltation as he seated himself fully inside her, encouraged him. He powered into her with an abandon he’d not allowed himself previously, not in either marriage. Letting go of all inhibition he plundered her with powerful thrusts that shifted her forward so violently he raised his hands to her waist to hold her firm.
“Gregory, yes!” she cried.
Her wet sheath clutched, squeezing him delightfully. Sending an intoxicating wave of pleasure which ripped down his spine and sent him over the edge. With a shout he filled her, his orgasm spurting delicious waves of gratification felt throughout his body. Fully satiated, he folded over her supine form and clutched her to him. “My treasure. I shall cherish you, Holly, for the rest of our lives.”
