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“You will be back for the wedding?” Andrew asked.
“Of course. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
They said their good-byes, and the couple escorted Phillip to the door. Once he left, Andrew took Tabitha’s hand and led her up to his bedroom. With each step, Tabitha’s pulse beat louder, every inch of her body ready for what lay on the other side of the bedroom door.
Andrew guided her inside, then quickly and methodically stripped her clothes and then himself. They tumbled onto the bed. Almost instantly, Andrew sprinkled kisses on her lips, down her neck, and ended on a rosy nipple. He took the bud into his mouth, playing with it between his teeth. The gentle tug made Tabitha’s channel spasm with hunger.
He drew back and saw Tabitha smiling. “Are you happy?” he asked.
“Happier than I’ve ever been. Now we can start our life together.”
“And the best way to celebrate,” Andrew said, his hand going toward her mound, “is to make passionate love all night. What do you think?”
“I quite agree.”
Andrew placed his hand over her entrance as Tabitha let out a sigh. He caught it with his mouth as his lips joined hers. His tongue plunged into her hot mouth, delving deep, taking all he could. Tabitha wrapped her arms around Andrew, keeping him close as she explored his mouth at a leisurely pace.
With each caress, Tabitha’s skin burned for more, her junction wet and ready to accept his cock. Andrew explored her body with his lips and tongue, bringing her to the heights of ecstasy. His path ended between her legs, where he fondled and tongued her folds until Tabitha writhed beneath him, a slave to her carnal desires. He brought her to the edge just before plunging his hard cock into the depths of her wet perfection. They fell into a rhythm, their bodies joining over and over, building to a climatic end.
Just when Tabitha thought she couldn't take any more, Andrew reached down and rubbed her already sensitive bud, plunging her over the edge to oblivion. The waves of pleasure washed over her, and in the next instant, Andrew joined her.
They lay together, still joined, their arms and legs in a tangled mass of utter bliss.
“You know,” Tabitha said, “I never really gave much stock to the whole idea of loving one’s future husband. I always thought I would be forced to marry, produce children, and keep a good house. I had lost hope of ever finding true happiness until I met you.”
Andrew smiled. “I feel the same. I thought love was for fools, but here I am, madly in love with you. So, am I a fool?”
“If you are a fool, then I am one as well, because I love you.” Tabitha stroked a finger down Andrew’s cheek.
“Then we shall be the happiest fools in England.”
Andrew lowered his lips to hers, sealing their future. Tabitha’s heart swelled with joy. There was no place she would rather be than in her duke’s embrace.
THE END
