Rated M.
Chapter 7
A couple of hours had past, when she slowly opened her eyes, she was still in Anthony's embrace her head resting on his chest, she lifted her head off his chest to look at him, he was fast asleep, she smiled at the expression over his sleeping face he was smiling (like the cat that got the cream). She decided to get up out of bed as her body felt a little stiff (but in a good way) and to have a nose around the room, she picked up his discarded shirt and put it on. The fire had died down a bit and she noticed a little table next to the bed, she had not noticed it before, but why should she, she had more important thing to do (such as enjoying her self with Anthony and what fun it was) on the table was an ice bucket with a bottle of don perigonon champagne 1914, two glasses, a vase of roses (cream with a pink hue), a bowl of raspberries and a card, she smiled and looked at her sleeping husband as she thought the things where from him, she opened the card,
"congratulations my darling daughter and son in-law, we hope you enjoyed your birthday and wedding, best wishes, lots of love from your mama, papa & granny. xxx P.S. The roses are from your mama, the champagne is from your papa and the fruit is from your granny, I can't wait to see you Darling and welcome my new son in-law to the family."
She closed the card and thought what it meant, popped a couple of raspberries in her mouth, but she didn't want to think about that right now as she was still on her honeymoon and enjoying every minute of it. Out the corner of her eye she noticed that Anthony was starting to stir in bed, he turned, opens his eyes and smiles at her, she returns his smile. He saw that she was wearing his shirt and notices the silhouette made by the fire of her body through the shirt, he repositions his pillows so that he has his back resting on the headboard and said to her
"Oh my darling, their are no words to do your beauty justice,"
He held his hand out and winks at her to encourage her to sit on the bed next to him and she dos'e, she rests a hand on his chest and leans over and kisses him, he drapes his left arm over her thighs and puts his hand on her hip and starts to rub it with his thumb.
"Did you enjoy your nap, Darling." She asks
He laughs and says "A nap! You make it sound like i'm a two year old, sweetheart."
She replies with a giggle and says "I could never think that darling, especially after what we've just done."
"You are such a little tease."
He starts to tickle her and she chuckles, then she suddenly stops and begins to frown slightly,
"What is it." he asks, she looks down and says
"I'm just worried about Granny and Papa's reaction to our news."
"Sweetheart, what's brought all this on, i thought we're suppose to be enjoying our selfs, it's our honeymoon after all."
She lifted the card and hands it to him, then she start to look at the floor, he reads it, then hands her it back, he looks at her and feels her worries, then he puts his index finger under her chin and gently lifts her head so their eyes meet, then says to her,
"Darling, i have thought about that and i will talk to your Father and Grandmother my self, but maybe i should ask everyone for their advise on how to talk to them, when we're on the train home tomorrow."
She says
"We will do it all together."
She puts the card back on the table,
"Are they raspberries?" he asks
He then starts to laugh out loud and Edith just looks at him with a quizzical expression, his laughter dies down to a chuckle and he asks her
"Don't you find it funny that we've been given that particular fruit, as it was raspberries that was on that terrible salty pudding the night we meet."
Her eye widened and she started to laugh as well, through the laughter,
He asks
"What kind of champagne is it."
She lifts it out of the ice bucket and he looks at it,
He raises his eyebrows.
"Well we had better open it, we don't want to waste such a good year; Sweetheart, you will have to open it as i can't."
She just looks at him slightly awkward and smiles
"I've never opened a bottle of champagne before, we could do it together ?, i will hold the bottle and you can open it."
He nods and says
"I knew there was a reason way i married you."
She playfully hits him and he catches her wrist and gently pulls her in for a long and passionate kiss, then she brakes the kiss and holds the bottle firmly in her hands and he twists and pops the cork, some of the liquid spills on to his chest and she quickly puts the bottle back into the bucket and then she starts to lick it off his chest, (she thought that the taste of his skin and the champagne was exquisite), then he groans and says,
"That feels gorgeous sweetheart, i have married a wicked woman who knows how to change the subject."
She smiles against his chest and travels down still licking and now kissing his chest, putting her hand on his stomach traveling further and further down, she puts her hand under the sheet that's covering his stomach and legs and puts her hand around his manhood she hears him give another groan of pleasure and starts to stroke him slowly, she could fell him getting harder and harder with every stroke, then she moves the sheet off of him and her mouth followed to where her hand was and she kisses, lick, hummed and sucked his manhood, then she encased him in her mouth, when she tasted him, (his manhood tasted even more exquisite than his chest and the champagne,) she enjoyed the sensation building inside her and she twirled her tongue around the tip of his penis, she could fell him quiver, before he knew what was happening, she straddled him and puts his magnificat and extremely hard penis inside her, she started with slow and gentle movements, through a moans she says
"Anthony; you feel soo wonderfully big and hard inside me, i still can't believe we are doing this and that it's our wedding night, i have dreamt about this and doing this for so long.
He groaned "Edith; you are so beautifully wet and exquisitely tight, your skin is so soft like silk and you taste like nectar and i can't believe you said yes to me and now we are in the middle of all this, i have fantasied about this for far too long.
She opens his shirt that she is still wearing and removes it, he moves in and kisses her neck, jaw, chin and mouth, they gasp for air and as they do she puts her tongue in his mouth and he could feel the friction of her hard nipples against his chest, then she pulled back slightly and looked in to his eyes and his, hers. He travels down kissing, licking and sucking, then reaches her breasts, he puts one of her erect nipples twirls it in his mouth and then the other, he sucked and licked, put his good hand on the other breast gently massages it, then he slided his hand down her body and put his thumb on her clitoris and started to stroke it, he could hear her take a sharp shock gasp and exhale a breath of pleasure, through the exhale she says,
"You say i'm a wicked woman, well you are a wicked man and you now know my secret."
"What secret might that be ?" He asks through a stifled smiling groan
She replies simply,
"That i love you more now than ever, with every beating of my heart and the way you make me feel more like a woman with every passing second and especially what you are doing with your thumb, naughty boy." and she smiled against his lips, their kisses stared to run deeper.
She tightens her pelvic muscles around his manhood, her movements become quicker, deeper and more erratic, he could also feel her slight form shiver, she could hear him give a deep and throaty groan, then she put her hands through his hair, his thumb quicken's it's pace and that's when they got really carried away, they got so carried away they didn't realise that she had dug her nails into his shoulders and he sucked her hard on her neck, neither of them noticed as they were in the middle of their mutual climax; she stayed on top of him, with him still inside her, their foreheads pressed together, they both steadied their breathing as they gathered their senses, then she collapsing next to him in the bed and rested her head on his wounded shoulder and kissed it, he put his good hand on her hip and looked into her chocolate eyes and gave her a contented smile, as she relaxed more into his hold, she started to think to her self and then started to laugh, well chuckle, he asked her,
"Sweetheart, what are you laughing at, it's not me i hope?"
"NO!, darling i could never laugh at you, laugh with you but never at you, i was just thinking, i'm glad i listened to my parents."
"Darling, what do you mean, i don't understand, your parents?"
"Well, if it wasn't for them, i would have given up on my horse riding lessons,"
"Horse riding lessons, sweetheart?"
"If it wasn't for the horse riding lessons, i wouldn't have been able to stay on top of you, just now." she started to laugh again but this time he started to laugh as well and he replied through a belly laught,
"So i'm a horse, am i?" they both laughed,
"Your not a horse, darling, well... a certain part of your anatomy does resemble's a horse."
slipped her hand under the sheet that's covering them both and brushes her hand against his now flaccid penis still slick with their combined juices, but as she did his manhood started to spring back to life, then she lifted the sheet to look at him in wonderment, all she did was to look him in the eyes, his wonderful blue clear eyes, smile and says to him "another riding lesson, darling?" then she laughs and leans in and kisses him, they break apart and then he says,
"Your such a naughty girl and i might just have to put you over my knee." She laughs again and then turns to him and asks
"Is there any thing about me you would compare me to?" he put his strong hand on her breast and started to tweak her nipple and said " There is nothing in this whole wide world that would do your body justice, but if you are twisting my arm up my back there is one thing, when i was in Austria, Vienna actually before the war i tried these sweet delicacies they were roman chestnuts in brandied sugar called Capezzoil di venere which an italian told me it mean's nipples of venus although i don't know if that is interlay true, you know how italian are, ever melodramatic at times, the only reason is because your nipples taste so sweet and look so delectable." he bent his head down kissed both erect nipples and started to nuzzle them as he did she said through a moan of pleasure,
"I could get use to this." he replies, hmmm...