“Oh!” she gasped as she tripped.
Her knees landed on either side of Caspian. Her spare hand grabbed his shoulder for balance. She might have tumbled, but his other hand was quick to wrap around the small of her back and all of a sudden she was straddling him.
And it didn’t end there.
Caspian let go of her hand and moved to rest it under her chin. He made her look down at him, forcing their eyes to lock so that she could see what was on his mind. It was the same look he had held her in when she was dancing, the same he had fixed on her the last time they had spent the night together.
It was not about business. It was not about fulfilling some promise or contract. It was a husband, wanting his wife, and finally doing what he needed to do to prove it.
And it’s about damn time.
“Caspian…” she breathed. “I… are we…”
“Yes,” was all he said.
Both of his hands found the side of her face, and they guided her down so that his lips were soon pressed against her mouth. The kiss was rough and rushed, it was hungry and untamed. It was the type of kiss that came because to delay it any longer might just see the two of them explode.
Soon, they found their rhythm. The kiss became more passionate and more intense. Their lips parted and their tongues began to dance and play. Caspian held Thalia by the face, and Thalia clung onto Caspian’s shoulders as she kissed him with such force and such desire that she worried the driver of their carriage might hear them.
And if he doesn’t hear this, he is bound to hear…
Kissing wasn’t going to be enough. Should they have waited until they returned home? Should they have been more patient? Likely, yes. But as soon as they started to kiss, Thalia knew that patience was going to be all but impossible to show.
“Oh, Caspian…” she moaned as his lips started to kiss across her face and then down her neck. “Caspian…”
“I want you,” he growled as he kissed her neck. As he bit into the flesh. As he sucked and licked and devoured her.
“I know you do,” she purred as she leaned her head to the side.
“More than you can imagine…” His hands slipped beneath her dress and latched onto her thighs. He squeezed so his nails dug into her skin.
“I have quite the imagination,” she moaned as he started to kiss across the nape of her neck.
“Not as much as me.”
“Show me.” She wrenched back and looked down at him. A raised eyebrow. A smirk on her lips. Her body was trembling. She could feel him grow hard in his pants. And the look he held her in was so intense that she worried the carriage might catch fire. “Show me everything.”
He pulled her face back down and started to kiss her again.
He then slipped his hands back under her gown and gripped her thighs.
Thalia started to move her hips back and forth, moaning as she did. She could feel him throbbing against her. She could feel his entire body shaking and trembling, wanting to feel that release. And she could hear the soft moans escaping his lips each time she thrust herself forward and into him.
Soon, Thalia’s hands moved on their own fruition. She did not know the how of it, only that it was right. She reached forwardand leaned back, her hands hurriedly undoing the front of his pants. Caspian helped her, also leaning back, lifting his hips somehow, wiggling himself so that his pants came down.
That saw his manhood release. It was already erect, already thick and throbbing and hungry. Thalia’s hand wrapped around it and squeezed, and Caspian groaned as his entire body turned stiff.
She fell into him so that his lips attacked her neck.
His hands were back under her gown, his fingers somehow finding their way between her thighs. It was awkward. The position she was in didn’t make things easy. But as they kissed, Thalia was able to spread her legs enough so that the tips of Caspian’s fingers were able to find her lips.
“Oh… God…” she moaned.
“Thalia,” he groaned as she continued to squeeze his manhood.
“Here?” she asked, panting heavily. “Or should we… should we wait?”
“I cannot wait any longer.” He was kissing her neck still, forced to speak between each messy kiss. “Now,” he then growled. “Do it now.”
