Lucrezia was nervous, when she opened the door and looked at him.

"Will you not enter?" The question was completely mindless, just the wish to make him stay a little longer.

"You should rest. Tomorrow will require a lot of power."

The wedding! For one moment Lucrezia was angry at Cesare, that he remembered her of it now. But the feeling was gone as quickly as it came.

"Is it true you no longer sleep?" It was a desperate try to hide all the different emotions, which fought inside her.

"Only when I'm tired. I'm never tired."

She laughed, but it was a forced one. Lucrezia was far too tensed to be honestly humorous and she knew, her brother noticed that too.

"When I am married and you are not in Rome … Will I ever see you?" Another ridiculous question out of nowhere.

"You've been married. I've been out of Rome. And yet here we stand: More honest with each other then we've ever been."

Her heart beated faster. Her legs seemed to have their own will, leading them toward Cesare.

"Then I will even be more honest", Lucrezia heared her voice saying. His face was near, so near she couldn't resist to touch it, even if she had done this a hundred times before. She felt his skin, rough beard strubble … And suddenly Lucrezia knew what to do. The only thing, she could do. Her lips met his and she knew, it was right.

Lucrezia barely noticed, that Cesare closed the door behind them, because now his tongue carefully discovered her mouth. For a while they just stood there and their tongues played with each other. Until Lucrezia stopped. "I want you", she whispered.

"Lucrezia, you will mar -" She drowned his words with a deep kiss.

"But I am not married now. And I want you. I need you!" She knew, his resistance was already broken. Cesare kissed her back passionatly and began to untie the bodice of her dress. Between breathless meetings of their lips Lucrezia opened his shirt as well, until she felt the naked skin. He was cool and smooth. When he finished his work, the dress fell down. She looked at him and saw the same desire in his eyes, that increased inside of her. Cesare came over and picked her up. Lucrezias legs were around his hips and they landed on the bed together. For one blink of the eye she remembered the same situation lots of years ago. But this time nothing and no one would interrupt them. She tried to free him from the trousers and with Cesares help she succeeded. It was long ago, that she had seen him naked and her fingers stroke across his butt and back curiously, while Cesare slowly began to kiss down her body. First her neck, than reaching her breasts. When his tongue spoiled her buds, quiet sighs escaped her. He went lower and Lucrezia asked herself, what he had in mind, but with his mouth at her most sensitive region every thinking ended. Lucrezia never experienced this. The undecribable feeling, when his tongue got faster, the heat, that shot through her whole body, the groans and movements, she couldn't even control.

After a deep kiss, Cesare came back to her again, a smile building on his mouth. They kissed and she could taste a totally new flavour on his lips.

"Did you like it?", he asked with a grin.

"I did", she answered, pulling him closer, "But now I want you inside me!"

Her legs were open wide in expectation, her breath was heavy. Cesare kissed her once again, then he moved a bit and she felt the pulsating lust between her legs. One more moment of hesistation, in which they both thought the same: It's irrevocable now, before he finally slides inside her.

They came together like a thunderstorm, in which all the pont-in emotions erupted. Their sweaty bodies moved like one, one rhythm, one heart. Lucrezias hand digged into his his butt, into his dark hair, searching for something to hold on in this storm of passion, who consumed everything around them. When they both try to dampen their libidinous little screams, no one thought about the sin, they were commiting. Lucrezia felt her climax near and groaned at Cesares shoulder. He speeded up, wanting to satisfy her. The heat filled out every inch of her and everything was forgotten. Soon after her own, she felt a tremor of Cesares body and the warm traces of his desire inside her. They remained like this for a while, enjoying the feeling of the union and shared hot kissed.

Could such a natural thing be wrong?