“Well, whatever it is, surely cannot top all this.”
He leaned in close to her so that only she could hear. “You haven’t gotten your best gift yet.”
Her breath caught and she looked around him. He knew no one would say anything about him privately addressing her. And he couldn’t wait to undress her. Politeness dictated they remain for the entirety of the meal, and her father had asked they stay for the first of the entertainment.
Throughout the meal he caught her gaze and marveled at her beauty. He caught her a couple times smiling at her sea monster toys and grinning.
“You like your gifts.”
She glanced up and caught his eye. “Aye, that I do, husband.”
“And how do you plan to thank me?”
“I am certain I will think of some way that will please you.” Her words were barely above a whisper.
Her father scraped his chair back and stood. “I am sure I speak for everyone here when I say we are happy for you to take your leave,” he said as he winked at William. “We will not keep you any longer when you are scarce aware we exist. I bid you both good eve!”
William needed no further encouragement. He was on his feet in an instant and pulling back Agnes’s chair. She looked positively mortified. She wouldn’t be for long.
Graciously accepting all the well wishes, he led her out of the hall and through the joviality inside, across the inner courtyard to the staircase leading to the chambers.
“Which one is the green room?” he asked as they topped the stairs.
“Down at the end of the hall on the right,” she said. “Did Father say that was to be our chamber for the evening?”
“He said it is appropriate for a husband and wife as it is away from the other chambers.”
When they were almost to the door, he picked her up and once inside kicked the door closed with his boot.
Now they were finally alone he turned her to him. “Are you truly accepting of this? Of me?”
“Aye, William. I confess it is all happening so fast, but I feel in my entire being this is the correct path and you and I are meant to be together.”
Her words were a relief. He tilted her chin up and stared hard into her eyes. He saw neither hesitation nor fear, but the same passion he’d seen every time he kissed her.
William removed his belt and tunic and reached for her. He took his time with his first kiss with his new wife. This was a time for her to be cherished. He brushed his lips across hers and loved it when she pressed her body into his. He was already aroused just by the sight of her, but if she rubbed against him, he’d not last near as long as he wanted.
He pulled back enough to stroke his fingers along her neck to the top of her breasts. Her breathing became ragged as he untied her bodice and pulled it from her body. She was already fiddling with the skirt ties, so he pushed her hands away.
“I want to do that,” he said and brushed his lips across the tender flesh below her ear. “You are mine to enjoy, and I promise you pleasure like you have never known.”
She grasped his arms as if to steady herself and groaned low in her throat when he grazed her neck with his teeth. Her sound made his cock throb.
Once her skirts were untied, he pushed them down and then lifted her out of them with one arm. On the bed he noticed something shiny.
“What’s this?” he asked lifting the delicate fabric.
“It would appear my mother is a trickster,” she said. “Turn around. I want to wear this for you.”
He would indulge her in this as it seemed important to her. He turned his back and removed his shirt and boots and untied his trews. He would leave them on as long as he could stand. After what seemed like an age she said, “Turn around.”
William had seen beautiful women in scarce clothing, but this was like nothing with which he was familiar. Her nipples were rock hard, and her round breasts and full hips were perfectly accentuated by this pale shiny fabric that shimmered when she walked toward him.
Agnes encircled his neck with her arms and pressed her body to his. The sensation of her breasts and the fabric on his chest tightened his loins to near madness. It was time to inflict some torture of his own. William picked her up and placed her on the bed then crawled up beside her. He slid his hand up her leg until he reached her hip then reached around to cup her bottom and pull her closer. She would feel him now, the full length of him.
“I ache to be inside you,” he said as his mouth closed over hers.
William slid his hand inside her shift and upward until he reached her slick heat. Her body bucked when he pressed one finger inside, then two. She was hot and ready for him, but he would make this sweet torture last as long as he could.
