Finishing her second glass of honey wine, Elisabeth molded herself to her husband. “William,” she purred. After Justin herded the crowd out and instructed William to conquer, she unbuttoned his shirt. “Are you going to conquer me?”
As he hoisted her over his shoulder, William growled making her giggle. Upstairs, he dropped her gently to her feet. Before him stood a vision in white who represented everything he ever believed love could be: lust, friendship, trust, acceptance, companionship and most of all a feeling that made him believe in himself and so much more. In the here and now, lust overwhelmed him but the gentility of that love quelled the beast. Tonight was for her. Gingerly, he removed her headdress running his fingers through her silky golden hair.
Elisabeth removed his cufflinks before she stepped into her husband’s arms and unbuttoned his shirt. Beneath her fingertips, she felt his chest slightly rise and fall and the warmth of his skin. Lightly, her fingertips traced across his chest as she removed his shirt. No hair marred his sleek defined chest which made her warm more than the wine did. In a mild euphoric haze, she turned around so he could unbutton her dress. The delicate dance of his fingertips across her shoulders and feathery brushing of her own hair against her spine made her giggle as he slid her dress to the floor. Once she stepped out of it, he carefully laid it across one of the chairs. She kicked her shoes off and began to undo her garters.
“No,” he murmured. “I want to do that.”
She pushed back the covers and leaned against the pillows while he slid her periwinkle thigh highs off. For a second, she felt nervous as he removed her undergarments so she lay before him completely nude. Then he kissed her passionately just before he rose from the bed. While she watched him undress, she flushed slightly from seeing him completely nude for the first time and from all the wine she drank. While his build remained lean, all the sparring gave every muscle of his torso definition. *He’s damn sexy and he’s mine.* As he grabbed a fancy looking bottle of oil from the nightstand, she watched appreciatively.
Once he sat on the bed next to her, it dawned on her that this was the next huge step in her life. Only yesterday, she was a carefree girl with no responsibilities or concerns. After today, she would be a married woman with the responsibility of a home and to being a loving supportive wife. *Why am I scared? This is something I’ve wanted for so long.*
William saw the fear and worry that reflected in his wife’s eyes. “I love you. Everything will be fine.” A sly grin crossed his face just before he tickled the back of her knees.
Laughter escaped Elisabeth’s lips breaking the tension she had begun to feel. Beneath William’s tender kisses, her nipples hardened. While her entire body began to tingle, he gently stroked her delicate folds. Then he toyed with her strawberry pebble that he discovered a couple months before. After he stroked her for a little while, her body shuddered slightly and a low moan escaped her lips. As she laid there languid elated haze, she felt his slick fingers slip inside her. Though startled, she didn’t tense from the new sensation. Instead, she opened to him further.
“Elisabeth, how do feel?”
“Completely wonderful,” she purred. “I think I’m drunk.”
“You’re just tipsy,” he stated. She closed her eyes a moment while he trailed kisses up her abdomen and to each petal. “Elisabeth, are you ready for this?”
While the heat of his body warmed her, the light amber Oriental scent of William’s cologne soothed her. As he touched his forehead to hers, she felt his tip at her entrance. In his eyes, she saw overwhelming love and lust bridled by tenderness. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. “I want to feel my husband.”
With a quick thrust, she felt a quick sharp pain and then oneness with him. Very slowly and gently he moved inside of her. *Wow! This feels incredible and….slick!* Wrapping her legs around him, she pressed against him. Until this moment, she never opened herself completely to anyone, always feeling alone and afraid to let anyone know her dreams and her fears until William. William, her soul-mate and now husband, had until her remained alone because of his uniqueness and forward thinking in an unprepared world. Only he could understand her better than she understood herself. Soft moans of “Elisabeth” coupled with slight tremors let her know just how good she made him feel.
“Oh Ga!” he exclaimed. Suddenly, he tensed and thrust deeply.
She felt the intense heat of his orgasm. “That felt wonderful.”
“The best feeling ever,” he said between kisses. “I love you.” He rolled off of her and held her in his arms.
For a little while, she relaxed in his arms thinking about how much she loved him and what a passionate interlude they shared. Once the afterglow subsided a little, she realized how sticky she was. “I need a bath.”
“I need to wash up as well.”
When she sat up, she saw a smattering of her blood and gasped. *That was what the linen was for.* “William….um…you may not want to look.”
William helped her off the bed and discarded the bloodied linen. “It’s to be expected. Are you …hurting?”
“Only a little but I’m a bit woozy,” she replied.
“I’ll get us something to drink and draw a bath.” He put on his robe and went downstairs. Upon his return, he handed her one of the glasses of juice and drew a bath.
Once she finished her juice, Elisabeth joined him and removed her robe. “I’ve never taken a bath with anyone.”
His blush nearly equaled her own. “Neither have I but I’m glad you extended the invite.”
William settled into the tepid sudsy water and Elisabeth nestled into him. She took the washcloth and bathed her husband. “Today was the most wonderful but exhausting day of my life.”
“Most wonderful but not exhausting for me as well,” he replied. “Are you all packed for the trip? We leave first thing in the morning.”
“I’m all packed.” She scrubbed each of his toes. “How do we stay in love for years?”
“Justin said his parents always treat each other as friends no matter what. It helps them solve problems and end their fights.” He used the other washcloth to scrub her back.
“That’s how I fell in love with you, my friend in the park.”
“Same,” he replied. They finished bathing each other. “I have a present for you, actually a couple.”
“You’re spoiling me.” She climbed out of the tub, grabbed a towel and handed him one.
“I like spoiling you.” William let her ready for bed first. When he went into the bedroom, he found her beneath the covers sound asleep wearing his shirt which thought was endearing. Her presents would wait. After he put on his pajamas, he snuggled next to her and slept.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
A bit of the naughty.
Chapter End Notes:
Please let me know what you thought of their wedding night. I tried to make it romantic and realistic but not porno. Now she did not have an earth shattering orgasm during their first tryst. This is vaguely based upon experience that it doesn’t happen until the third or fourth go just because of biological reasons. Next is the honeymoon in Malaga.