“There’s only one thing I would change about how you’re dressed right now. Your shoes. I don’t want you to wear those kind of slippers anymore. I want you to wear the highest heels you can wear without toppling over.”
She had worn completely flat slippers for her wedding because she hadn’t wanted to tower over her husband more than she already did.
“You know I love tall things, Caro. And I don’t want my tall girl to hide how tall she is. You won’t anymore, will you, darling?”
She shook her head.
“But kick off those shoes, and Phin will finish getting undressed.”
“My . . . ?” She gestured at the tops of her stockings.
He growled. “Leave the stockings on. I’ll take them off. In the bed.”
He came toward her, naked now, his eyes dark and predatory, and she had a moment of his scent rushing over her and then she found herself, off the floor, in his arms.
It was not nearly as awkward as she had imagined it would be.
“Caro. My Caro.”
He claimed her first with her name and then with a forceful kiss, and he took her to the bed. Once he had laid her down, he ran his hands up and down her body as he used his soft lips and his rough tongue on her mouth, her neck, her breasts. Her throb grew more insistent and her moans more full-throated. His hand stroked over her abdomen and dropped lower to touch her maidenhair, and she moved her legs apart.
His hand went to just above her knee and he toyed with the ribbons of her garters.
“Oh, these little pink ribbons, darling. Do you know they make me think of somewhere else on your body that’s pink? Maybe I should leave these on. So naughty, you in your stockings.”
She flattened her hands on his chest, squeezing her fingers together and capturing his chest hair and pulling on it. She wanted something in her cleft, her pink place he was teasing her about.
“Oh, ho. My bride is impatient.” He got on top of her. “No need to get testy, my sweet countess. Phin is here to satisfy all your demands.” He took his shaft in his hand and nudged at the apex of her slit with the head of his cock, just as he had over six months ago. And as before, her whole body clutched in pleasure and need.
“You must tell Phin what you want.”
“Y-y-you.”
Something passed over his face and his teasing tone suddenly became tender.
“Oh, Caro.” He leaned down and kissed her, bumping his spectacles against her cheeks, filling her mouth with his tongue as his cock slid into her, its passage made easy by the wetness of her arousal.
Yes. Oh, yes. How had she done without this for so long? Him inside her. Why had they wasted all those months of their engagement when this was simply the way they were meant to be together?
She pushed up against him, wanting to get closer. She wrapped her legs around him, letting her silk stockings glide against him.
“Darling, you feel so wonderful. So perfect.”
She grabbed his buttocks, pulling him into her.
“Does it feel good to you, too, Caro?”
She nodded.
“Tell me how it feels, darling.”
“B-b-better than good, Phineas.”Phineath.
When she said his name, his head ducked down and he sucked her tongue into his mouth for a brief moment.
“I want to lick and suck and kiss you all over. Tell me what you want.”
“D-d-deeper.”
