The next morning.
Robin reclined against the propped up pillows, a smile on contentment spread across his unshaven face. Sun streamed into the room as a slight breeze ruffled the curtains of the open french doors. He inhaled the fresh cool morning air deeply, feeling invigorated. He normally rose before the break of dawn, but this morning he slept later than was usual. The reason for his laziness was tucked snugly against his side.
Robin looked down at her. Her head rested against his shoulder, her hand lay trustingly over his heart and her leg bent at the knee, entwined about his. His eyes moved to her face, a tender smile curved his mouth as he thought she was so soft in her leisure. Her lips, red and swollen from their night of passion together, were slightly parted. Long, dark lashes cast shadows on her creamy, flawless skin. Curly tendrils escaped the heavy raven of her hair steaming across the pillows. Absently he touch a lock, which seemed to curl possessively about his finger.
Images of the night past flooded his mind, causing a dull ache to begin in his groin. His eyes traveled to the soft, sweet swell of her breast, its dusky tip hidden beneath the satin sheet. He pictured it, hard with desire as his blood moved thickly in his veins at the image. His eyes followed the chiseled line of her waist over a rounded hip, slowly down her legs. Again his mind betrayed him and his cock rose in tribute, picturing those legs wrapped against his thighs.
Robin was glad he had kept his raging desires in check and had given her the release she needed. He had not wanted their first time to be a painful reminder for her. He smiled broadly, knowing that her first experience in making love would remain ingrained in her memory. Although he had tapped and drunk from her well of passion, he found his thirst unquenchable. She had rivaled him in passion, giving him consummate pleasure.
Regina awoke to the sound of a dull constant pounding, the pounding getting louder as her senses began to awaken. Slowly she opened her eyes, the sunlight causing her to squint. Adjusting to the light, her eyes opened and she saw her hand resting against flesh. Flesh that was warm under her fingers. She realized the pounding she had been hearing was from his heart pounding. She turned her head to see stunning blue eyes looking back at her.
"Good morning wife." Robin said.
"Good morning husband." Regina said as she leaned up to kiss his lips. She loved kissing his lips from their first one to this one and all the in between as well. He had made last night something she would always treasure.
"Come on." Robin said as he slid out of the bed slowly, extending his hand to her. She watched him standing there with nothing on.
"Where are we going?" Regina said as she stood up and gave him her hand, equally naked as him.
"To share a bath." Robin said as they walked into the bathing room. He ran the water and let her settle her into the tub, before sitting in behind her. He took a loufa and soaked it with bathing gel and started to wash her back. Then he moved to her front and lathered up her breasts and stomach and removed all the soap. She was leaning back against his chest as he did so.
"Ooh," Regina moaned as his hands played beneath the water and his mouth dropped kisses along the length of her neck. When his fingers entered her, moving in and out, she brought her arms behind her to grasp his neck. Moments later she maneuvered so that she was in his lap. He put his fingers inside of her again, she arched her hips against his finger, bringing it deeper within her. Weightless, due to the water, she moved in unison with his thrusting finger.
"Do you want me milady?" Robin rubbed erotically against her breast as his finger delved deeper and deeper inside of her. "Do you want more of me?" he whispered against her sensitive ear. "Just tell me and it will be yours."
The burning ache in her belly uncoiled, spreading between her legs. She groaned loudly. "Do you want to take me inside of you, feel me deep where you ache?" Robin whispered hoarsely, barely able to await her answer.
"Yes... I do." Regina whispered as she laid her head against the hollow of his throat.
Pulling her to him as he leaned against the tub, he slipped his hand between her thighs, feeling her essence wet and slick from her own passion. Grasping her hips, he lifted and poised her above him and slowly lowered her so she felt every inch of his long, hard length. He felt her body open slowly as she took his aroused cock into her warm, tight sheath. Robin emitted a deep groan when her inner walls stretched to engulf him and he pulled her upright to straddle him and raised his knees impaling her further. Regina gasped, accepting the full length of him.
Robin drew a long, steady breath feeling himself fully seated in her tight throbbing sheath. He saw her dazed eyes and heard the sharp intake of her breath. "Do I hurt you milady?" Robin asked as concern etched his voice. Feeling the hard, hot length of him and trying to adjust, she shuddered again and shook her head.
Grasping her hips, he lifted her up and lowered her back down onto his cock, teaching her the rhythm. Her breasts rubbed against him with each upward and downward stroke, causing her nipples to rise to hard pebbles burning the length of his chest.
Regina moaned, splaying her hands against his belly, feeling herself widen to accommodate his cock. She dropped her head back, allowing him to control her movements.
"Ride me Regina." Robin moaned out.
Regina did as he asked, feeling the bathwater rush in as he raised her, out when he lowered her onto him. She groaned at the sensation, like the ebb and flow of a tide within her. She tightened her legs about his thighs, feeling powerful as she sat in the saddle and gave over to a primitive ride as old as time, increasing the gait to reach fulfillment. All her senses were assaulted, the water lapped against her as she drew him deeper and deeper within. His voice urged her on, resounding in her ears and singing in her veins. She closed her eyes and her hands moved from the hair at his groin, sensually leaving a trail of fire on his chest. She lifted her arms to her head, her fingers running through her hair and rode him with total abandonment.
Robin felt the fires in his own body leap at her abandonment and his mouth closed over a dusty taut peak. Hearing her moan, he took more of her into his mouth. He watched her as his tongue circled the hard peak and his mouth sucked upon the satin moistness of her breast. When she opened her eyes, dark with passion he knew her to be lost to her need.
"Savor it love, let it build." Robin groaned out, slowing her motion. He heard her cry of protest and felt her arch as her passion consumed her and him.
"Please, Robin...oh...please," Regina said breathlessly in frustration.
"Reach for it Regina." Robin whispered hoarsely. His cock throbbed, near release. He wanted her own release to bring him along but he could no longer hold himself in check. Moving his hand between their bodies he caressed her.
Regina whimpered, begging for release and when his fingers stroked her, she arched drawing him deeper. He groaned deep from his throat, her movement undoing him and no longer able to hold back. "Now Regina,now!" Robin gasped out. Regina yielded to him and her pleasure shuddering in climax, feeling his cum hot and forceful spew, filling her. She fell forward on his shoulder, completely spent but completely fulfilled.
Still within her, savoring the impact of their shared climax, Robin lifted her head gently off his shoulder and before placing a gentle kiss on her mouth, whispered "I love you."
"I love you Robin." Regina whispered back.
Wrapped securely and snugly in a fluffy towel, Regina leaned her head against Robin's shoulder, asking drowsily, "Where are you taking me?"
"Why to our room of course." Robin said as he smiled down at his treasured bundle that he carried in his arms. Once to their rooms he placed her on her feet and wrapped the towel and proceeded to dry her damp body.
"Stop that! I'm capable of doing it myself." Regina said laughing.
"I'm only trying to assist milady as a good personal attendant must." Robin said with a smirk on his face.
Regina complied with his request, allowing his ministration until she felt him deftly place the towel over her buttocks and between her legs. Whipping the towel from his hands, she yelled, "Give me that!"
Robin laughed, standing back, watching her perform the task. He quickly dried himself off and walked to his walk in closet, pulled out his clothes and started to put them on.
Regina wrapped the towel around her, securing an end under her. "So what are our plans for..." her voice broke off as she realized she was unable to draw her eyes from his half-clothed body.
Robin was aware of Regina's inspection of him, as he was aware of her delectable towel-clad form. Rubbing his hand across his chest, he smiled noting her eyes following his hand. "Regina on the bed, you'll find a box. I took the liberty of purchasing a few items for you."
Brought from the inspection of his chest by his voice, she turned from him to the bed and undid the box. Her eyes widened at the contents, a pair of riding breeches and a muslin shirt. She turned and looked at him with a question in her eyes.
"I thought we might go out for a ride and have a picnic later." Robin said as he watched the smile lifting the corners of her mouth. Regina dropped the towel and bent down to don her breeches, unaware of the wicked gleam that crossed his eyes and the unmistakable invitation she offered.
Robin was much taken with the view, imagining the feel of her buttocks against his groin as he rode from behind. Walking over to her, watching the shrug of her shirt he turned her face to him and began to button her shirt, letting his hands brush against the soft skin.
"As much as I would like to continue this we better get going." Robin said as he kissed her lips quickly and walked over to the closet to finish dressing. Moments later they were both ready to leave, they walked down the stairs and headed to the stables.
"Wait how did you I like to ride?" Regina asked as they neared the stables.
"Well I found out this morning." Robin said with a sexy smirk on his face and seeing Regina look at him, he winked at her. "No, I had a talk with Tink one time about this."
They both mounted their horses and Robin grabbed a basket of food before they left. They rode for about twenty minutes before they came upon a group of large willows. Robin stopped, and dismounted and put down the basket before going to Regina and helping her dismount. Regina took the blanket and spread it out so they could sit down. Robin opened the bottle of wine he had brought and poured her a glass and them himself one. They then started to munch on the assortment of goodies in the basket.
The day was sunny and warm, a soft breeze which held the hint of autumn ruffled through the hanging boughs of the willows. After accepting a second glass of wine, Regina laid down on one arm and relaxed and gave over to the beauty of the day.
"Enjoying your day so far milady?" Robin asked as he laid down beside her. Regina put her head on his chest to relax.
"Very much so. I love it here." Regina said.
"Well we could always move here if you wish." Robin said.
"Now that is funny." Regina said.
"Just say the word love." Robin said.
"Well we could always come back whenever we wanted to." Regina said.
"Now that is a great idea." Robin said as he kissed the top of her hair, inhaling the delicate fragrance of violets, and held her against him, caressing her hair. "So tell me if you had a preference in food what would it be? French or Italian?"
"Well I don't have a preference either way but I've had more Italian." Regina said.
"Do you have a preference in art? French or Italian?" Robin asked.
"Well I like modern art so I would have to go with French." Regina said. "You?"
"American." Robin said.
"Hey I didn't get that choice." Regina said.
"I'm bias." Robin said.
"Museums?" Robin asked.
"The Metropolitan." Regina said.
"Very good." Robin said. "Well then I think we maybe should start with Italy then go to France."
"Doing what?" Regina asked.
"Well comparing museums. We should go to Italy." Robin said. "We should do Rome, then Florence and then Venice."
"For what?" Regina asked.
"For the rest of our honeymoon. How about this, every year afterwards we'll a new museum and compare it to the one from before." Robin said.
"Are you serious? France and Italy?" Regina asked.
"Yeah, if you like it." Robin said.
"Oh I don't like it, I love it. Almost as much as I love you." Regina said as she laid down on top of him and put her hands on the side of his face. "Thank you for making my dreams come true."
"You've already made my dreams come true milady." Robin said as he leaned up and kissed her lips deeply. As his mouth closed over hers she was already dizzy, a moan of pleasure coming back of her throat as he titled her head back to receive his masterful kiss. Regina's head then moved slightly backward as Robin's seeking mouth wandered down the silky column of her neck. His teeth gently nibbled at her collarbone, and his tongue played in the hollow of her throat.
Robin began to move her top off of her with his hands leaving her in her bra only. When his hands moved to her breeches Regina looked around them at their surroundings and then down at Robin.
"We're out in public." Regina said as she kept looking around.
"Relax love, we have the place to ourselves." Robin said as he shifted them so that he could remove her breeches before removing his own clothes as well till they were lying on the blanket, Regina beneath Robin. Robin's fingertips trailed over her chin, and down her legs for as far as he could reach. His hand slowly, provocatively, made the return journey to her face and moved lightly, caressing over each feature. She was exquisite, and she was his wife. When his hand halted at her lips, she kissed each fingertip and he looked into her eyes, content to lose himself there for a time.
When they had first met, like a mythical siren she had lured him in. Now, entranced by her, he did not want to seek freedom, did not want to resist her magical song. He welcomed the bewitchment and willingly entered her world. His head came down to kiss her and his hand began its heady exploration. As his tongue played with her breasts, pleasure seemed to begin in her belly and then flash through her body like a lightning before a violent storm. His left leg had slipped over hers and now rested between her thighs, and his cock was hot and stiff against her hip, its intimate contact arousing her.
Robin's lips then explored her sensitive neck and chest as he stroked her from her firm mounds to the between her legs. Finally he buried his fingers there, enticed by the warmth and softness of her. He gently nudged her thighs apart and thrust one finger into her crevice to roam. Lightly teething her nipples, he continued his expedition into her moist cave. Regina moaned softly as she surrendered to his demands. She didn't even realize her hands were playing in his hair and caressing his neck and shoulders. Every inch of her seemed responsive to his touch, alive and craving him.
Robin was thrilled at his wife's responses. She writhed and moaned as her hunger for him increased. He enjoyed giving her pleasure as he loved how she pleased him so much. He was glad they had waited as much as it some days had been torture for him to want more from her but he had forced himself to use restraint. Robin felt her hands on his shoulders that moved to his back pulling him closer to her, he smiled upon feeling them knowing what she wanted.
Robin went to his knees before her and took one hand and felt the abundant moisture that signaled how ready she was for him, he then pressed his cock onto her center letting it slide over her lips there. Rubbing back and forth but not entering just yet.
"Robin, please!" Regina cried out. Robin smiled as he then thrust into her. Regina arched to meet his every thrust, and provoked him into a swifter pace with her words and movements. He hoped he was reading her signals correctly or she would be left behind when he came for there could be no retreat now. Regina almost cried aloud when her orgasm started but Robin had sealed her lips with his capturing her moans in his mouth as his own orgasm followed hers, Robin closed his eyes as he grabbed her shoulders as he came deep inside her pumping his hips a few times as he did.
Despite the perspiration which glistened on their faces and trickled from their bodies, they clung tightly to each other, and quivering fingers trailed over damp flesh, fondling, caressing, adoring. Regina didn't mind the salty taste of him as she spread kisses over his face, neck and chest. She giggled as sweat dripped from his body onto hers and rolled down her sides.
"What's funny milady?" Robin asked as he lifted his head.
As she flattened her hands against his ribs and stroked upward to his shoulders, she teased, "We sort of heated things up a bit my love."
Robin laughed. "You've only yourself to blame milady. You set me on fire every time you touch me, Mrs. Locksley."
Regina cupped his handsome face between her hands and smiled into his tender gaze. As she scanned his face, her heart pounded ecstatically. "That name sounds wonderful, Mr. Locksley, like a dream. Please tell me I'll never awaken."
Robin propped his folded arms on either side of her head, and loosening the damp curls stuck to her serene face, he pushed them back into place. After brushing his lips over her moist brow, Robin murmured. " It isn't a dream, Regina. This is real, I'm real. We belong to one another and I'll never let anyone or anything take you from me."
"I've been enchanted with you since the moment I saw you." Regina said as they kissed once more before getting dressed and heading back towards the castle where they spent the next few days there before boarding a jet to Rome and so on. Robin romanced Regina the entire time telling her how he loved her and how happy she had made him, how complete he felt now for the first time ever in his life.
He took her dancing every night, showering her with praises of how well she danced. How much he enjoyed having her in his arms, what a fortunate man he was to have found her. One night in Rome there were in a dance hall, Regina was swaying to the music in Robin's arms.
"How did I ever get so lucky to find you?" Robin asked one day.
"I don't know, I guess you must have done something right somewhere." Regina teased him.
"Ah," Robin sighed ages later when the music went even slower and he took it as a cue to pull her closer and slide his fingers along her uncovered spine. "You have no idea how much I've been aching to do this. You're the first woman, Regina Locksley, whose back view has managed to turn me as much as the front view.
"Charming!" Regina said. "You keep that up and you just might get lucky."
Robin grinned boyishly. "Oh, don't worry sweetheart, the front view is delightful appetizer, but the back view is positively lethal."
"You are not so bad on the eye yourself." Regina told him. "Despite the sex symbol image." she tagged on teasingly.
"Or because of it, maybe?" Robin suggested dryly.
"No, sex symbols tend to strut their wares for all to see. You don't strut so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now and presume your ego is not as big as it's reputed to be." Regina said.
"Give me five minutes alone with you and I may well just prove you wrong there." Robin said low in her ear.
"What? Here?" Regina asked as she looked around the dance hall.
Robin stopped dancing, teasing her by grabbing hold of her wrist and turning towards the ladies's bathroom, Robin opened the door and quickly pulled her in and locked it behind her.
It was a plush bathroom with a lounge chair in the waiting area and a nice vanity. Robin started walking to her slowly.
"Robin, we can't do this." Regina said.
"Oh but we can." Robin said as he came up to her and put his hands on the side of her face and kissed her hard, their lips were meshed together . Her arms came around his shoulders as she kissed him back with a vengeance. Her lips parted, wantonly drawing his tongue into contest with her own, and he made a husky little groan deep in his throat which she answered with an animal growl of her own.
His fingers threaded into the silky thickness of her hair as he kissed her. This kiss was no passive kiss, it was a hot, hunting kiss that demanded an answer from her and he got it hungrily, her hands snaking up to grasp the sides of his face, holding him and urging him on, her mouth warm and seeking, telling him that she wanted this too.
He broke the kiss to bend down and pick her up under her butt to lower her onto the vanity, he put his hands on her legs and moved upward as he started to kiss her again. His hands slide up under her dress as he reached her silky panties and he put one finger under each side and started to pull them down as and off her legs slowly. Once they were off he took them and placed them into his jacket's pocket. She looked at him puzzled as he did so.
"For safe keeping." Robin answered as he moved a hand back under her dress and she moved her legs apart giving him all the room he would need. Regina shuddered when he touched her intimately, a crescendo of tight pleasure arching her back, she let her head fall back as his lips moved down her neck and started to kiss and suck on her. Letting little sighs out as he did so.
His fingers were on her core, touching lightly against her clit and her lips. He could feel how wet she was already and it pleased him greatly how she always responded to him like this. He knew he was not going to last long as he was already fully hard in his trousers. He bent and knelt between her legs, bestowed one kiss on her quivering belly and then..."
"Robin, we can't...not here." Regina said.
But he did, and it felt as if she shot right through the ceiling. Her back arching of its own accord, trying to escape the fire of his tongue where it had gone. Robin continued to taste the essence of her, burning away the shock and fear-that they would get caught. A new, glorious heartbeat exploded between her legs, as she had to put a hand over her mouth to stifle the cry as she came apart. She moved her hands to his waist when he raised back up and kissed her on the lips, tasting herself on his mouth.
Robin smiled when he felt her hands on his zipper as she quickly unzipped him and was pulling him out of his pants. He pressed against her, letting his cock slide over her lips he let the tip slide in and then brought it back out until he felt her legs come around his hips pulling him closer to her.
"Anxious are we?" Robin teased her as he brought his head back up to her lips and kissed her again. When his tongue slid between her mouth, his cock slide into her at the same time. Both thrusting as Robin's hands moved to under her butt to lift her off the vanity slightly as he started to pump harder. Regina wanted to scream but Robin's mouth was on hers, devouring hers. But her moans were quite audible, which turned Robin on even more as he felt and heard her moans shift to another level signaling to him she was about to cum. He thrust deep and hard as he felt her inner walls tighten around his cock as she started to cum. He followed right behind her and enjoyed the sensations of her milking him for every drop he had in him. When they were both able to breathe again, they looked at one another and smirked at one another.
"I can't believe we just did that." Regina said.
"Our lives are not going to be boring milady, I promise you." Robin said as he put himself back in his pants after cleaning up slightly. He quickly zipped himself up and straightened his clothes while Regina hopped off the vanity and went into one of the stalls and cleaned up. She came out a few minutes later and washed her hands, Robin watched her movements with a satisfied look on his face.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Regina asked as she walked over to where he stood.
"What's that?" Robin said, knowing full well what she was asking for.
"Can I have my panties now?" Regina asked.
"No, come on." Robin said as he took her hand and started to walk towards the door.
"I'm just glad no one was in here." Regina said as he unlocked the door and opened it for her.
"If they were they sure did get a good show." Robin said as he smirked and they left the bathroom. A few seconds later there was a clicking noise in the bathroom and one of the bathroom stalls opened and a older lady emerged.
"Harry better have taken his little blue pill today is all I can say." the lady said as she left the bathroom and made her way back into the dance hall intending on finding her husband and taking him home immediately.
The next day Robin and Regina were still in Rome they were walking hand in hand. They dived across the street, dodging traffic. Regina's hand firmly in Robin's as he dragged her along and into a small cafe where they both got ice cream.
"Come on. Let's see the Colosseum. It's just at the end of this street." Robin said.
As they walked into the stone, honeycombed canyons of the Colosseum, Regina could almost imagine she heard the faded cheer of the crowds, saw the lions, the Christians and the spilled blood. It was a little overwhelming to stand in the shadows of history.
"It's amazing here isn't it?" Robin asked.
"The history here is unreal. I always wanted to travel but I just never took the time to." Regina said.
"Well I intend to change that, just tell me where you wish to go and we will." Robin promised to her.
"So we can move here then?" Regina asked jokingly.
"Just say the word." Robin said.
"I was joking Robin." Regina said with a laugh.
"I'm not, just tell me where you want to live and we will." Robin said.
"You're so good to me." Regina said.
"It's easy, I love you." Robin said as they continued on their outing in Rome that night. The rest of the honeymoon passed in much the same way. Robin took her sightseeing continually, showing her as many facets of Rome as possible. He was an intelligent and amusing guide, reeling off facts in a clever voice and making her laugh with his wicked wit.
Regina was becoming a creature of the senses, longing for the moments when they were alone together, late at night, and he took her in his arms. He was a drug to her system and her blood would race at the merest touch, the hint of a kiss. He made her feel so beautiful, so sensual, so much a woman. Her body clamored for his touch, she was greedily passionate, craving making love with Robin.
Their last night before they were due to fly back, they spent on the roof top of their hotel. There was a table and chairs ready for them as they sat down for their dinner. Robin poured them both a glass of champagne and raised his in the air.
"What shall we toast to?" Robin asked as Regina grabbed her glass and raised it.
"To the rest of our lives." Regina said as Robin nodded and they clinked their glasses together. Then they started to eat their dinner, Regina looked at Robin several times as she ate thinking she should pinch herself that she was married to such a great man. She didn't think she would or could ever have this, this great love again.
"What is it?" Robin asked as she was looking at him with such a look on her face.
"I was just thinking how very lucky I am to be married to you. Thank you for bringing me here." Regina said.
"It was my pleasure love." Robin said as his hand moved to cover one of hers.
"This dinner, the sun setting right behind us. It's beautiful." Regina whispered as she turned her head to look at it once more.
Robin didn't respond until she turned and looked at him. His eyes were so full of emotion. "I think you are beautiful. More beautiful than a sunset." he said as he leaned in forward as she did as well for a kiss.
Regina forgot the world for a moment as it seemed like they were the only two people alive, Robin and herself. Even though they were married, she still got swept away by his kiss. Robin got up from the table and pulled her to her feet so that were face to face, breast to chest and enveloped her into his embrace, deepening the kiss. Time stood still as the erotic feelings surged through them both like the hot timbers. Every cell in Regina was attuned to Robin, to the feel of his lips against hers, the way his muscular body pressed against hers.
"Let's go to our room." Robin said as he took her hand and they quickly went back inside. Robin unlocked the penthouse door and Regina stepped through, turning to face him as he pushed the door closed with a flick of his hand. Robin didn't speak.
Robin reached for his tie and wrenched it from his neck in such an intoxicatingly male fashion she felt her stomach give an instant somersault. He only paused to undo a couple of buttons before hauling his shirt over his head and reaching for the buckle of his belt.
Regina reached for the clip in her hair, shaking out the tresses with a toss of her head as she dropped the clip at his feet. Robin stepped over it and grasping her upper arms in his pulled her in to him, his mouth coming down and covering hers in a kiss that seared her.
Regina felt his hands on the back fastener of her dress and heard the soft rustle of fabric as it slithered down her body to the floor as if in a sigh of surrender. She stepped out of it, kicking off her shoes as she went. Robin lifted his mouth from hers, his eyes drinking in her slim form, dressed in lacy push up bra and g-string.
Regina pressed the palms of her hands against his chest and slithered down his body to tongue the cave of his naval, relishing in his sudden in drawn breath as she took the kiss lower and lower. She undid the waistband and then slowly released his zip, peeling his trousers away with a determination that made him shiver in reaction.
"Regina." Robin's voice came out on a harsh groan as her mouth moved towards him.
Regina tasted the steely length of him, delighting in the power of her mouth as he shuddered against its ministrations. She brought him to the brink, his hands buried in her hair, his breathing ragged, his legs braced as he fought for control.
He took her head in his hands and eased her from him, pushing her to the floor with a rough urgency that secretly thrilled her. He wanted her and he wanted her now. She felt it in every hard ridge of his body, she felt it in his lips and tongue, and she felt it as he pressed her backwards to received his hardened length, shifting the tiny barrier of lace aside.
Regina gasped at the impact of his body within hers, the swollen hear of him stretching her until she felt him fill her completely. She anchored herself by clasping his shoulders, her nails digging in as he drove on relentlessly with a barely controlled passion. Her unbridled response to him seemed to only intensify his fervid need, his breathing rate increasing with every movement of his body within hers.
She felt herself tip over the edge, the tumultuous waves carrying her off into oblivion where the mind and thought no longer existed. She felt him tense and then the power of his release as he emptied himself, the silent shudders of intense pleasure secretly thrilling her. She had brought him to his.
Robin took his time removing himself. He loved the feel of her body around him, the way she held on to him as if she never wanted to let him go. It made him love her even more.
"I love you Regina, never doubt that." Robin said.
"I never will, and I love you Robin." Regina said as they laughed because they were still on the floor, as never having made it to the bed. Eventually they did make it to the bed and Regina lost track of how many times they made love. Sometime during the hours before dawn, he carried her into the shower and then back to bed, where he tucked her bare body against his and she fell asleep, exhausted.
Morning sunshine filtered through the light draperies covering the tall windows and reached their bed waking Regina. Her long lashes lifted and she lay perfectly still, adjusting to the fact that she wasn't alone in bed anymore still. Robin's arm was a warm, possessive weight against her waist. Her body was curved, spoon like against him with his powerful, hair-roughened thighs against the back of hers and her bottom tucked into the cradle of his hips. He was still asleep, she thought, reassured by the slow, gentle rise of his chest against her back and shoulder blades as he breathed. His forearm, tanned slightly and lightly dusted with brown hair, lay under hers. She covered the back of his hand with hers, struck by the marked difference between his much larger hand and her own much smaller hand. The bones of her narrow wrist seemed even more delicate next to the sturdy width of his.
Regina had never really thought of herself as a small woman, but Robin was a big man, his bones thicker than hers, his body heavily muscled, his legs longer, the reach of his arms greater. Yet despite the passionate abandon of the night before, he's unfailingly harnessed that strength to give them both only pleasure.
"Good morning." the deep voice was raspy with sleep.
Regina had been so absorbed in her thoughts she hadn't noticed the chance in the tenor of his breathing. She looked over her shoulder. His hair was tousled, his jaw shadowed with a slight beard. His gaze was heavy-lidded, growing more so as his hand left her waist and cupped one of her breast.
"Well look who's finally woken up." Regina said. Her voice was throaty as well, but not with sleepiness. The caressing movement of his fingers against her breast were stealing her breath, making her bones melt like hot wax.
"Come here." He tugged her onto her back, slipped his arms under her and rolled until she lay on top of him.
Regina shivered with the abrupt sensual stroke of her body against his. Sprawled along his broad, hot length, her hips pressed to his, she was well aware of his growing arousal.
"Aren't we supposed to be leaving this morning?" Regina said.
"Yes well, can you think of a better way to start the day?" Robin asked as Regina smiled and leaned down to kiss him. It was at least two hours before they left their hotel and headed for the airport to go back home. By the time they flew back to New York, Regina was a sun flushed beauty with a love-bruised mouth and a penchant for off the shoulder clothes. A limousine met them at the airport and drove them back to Robin's house. Robin and Regina had spoken about where they would live and for the time being they were going to live in Robin's house. As they exited the car and were walking towards the front door, Regina was about to put her hand on the door handle when Robin put a hand on her arm and as she turned she let out a yelp as Robin scooped her up into his arms.
"What are you doing?" Regina asked with a laugh.
"I'm carrying my bride across our threshold." Robin said as he opened the door and carried her in their house. The driver put their bags inside and quickly left them alone as Robin carried her up to their bedroom. Kissing her as he entered the their room with her still in his arms.
"Okay I can take it from here I promise." Regina said.
"No, no, no see I get to do this anytime I want." Robin said.
"When did I agree to that?" Regina asked.
"In the vows." Robin said as he sat on their bed with her in his lap..
"Oh, not that I'm complaining but which vow was that exactly?" Regina asked as she took her hand and rubbed his hair and watched a little of it curl around her fingers.
"I love you Mrs. Locksley." Robin said.
"I love you back Mr. Locksley." Regina said. "But you're going to have to let go of me eventually."
"I'll go get our things you stay here and rest." Robin said as he gently lifted her off his lap and onto the bed.
"But I can help." Regina said.
"No, no, no I want you to stay right here. Think of me as your servant." Robin said.
"I think I'm liking this marriage even more now." Regina said.
"So am I." Robin said as he kissed her lips once then again quickly. He smiled down at her then headed down the stairs to get their things. Regina walked around the room as she waited for Robin to return. As she waited she took out her phone and called Tink real quick.
"Well hello Mrs. Locksley. How are you doing?" Tink asked as she answered the phone.
"Hello Tink, I'm doing great. We just got in a little while ago." Regina said.
"Glad to have you back. So how was the rest of the your honeymoon?" Tink asked.
"It was wonderful, Rome was so lovely." Regina said.
"Well don't let me interrupt anything. Call me later and we'll go out for dinner one night." Tink said.
"Will do Tink." Regina said as she ended the phone call and saw Robin bringing in their things.
"There's an empty walk in closet there and the dresser is empty except for the top left side." Robin said as they started to unload their belongings. Regina took her makeup bag and such into the bathroom and was putting things away when she saw her birth control pills. She had them to regulate her periods, had been on them for years but as she held the packet in her hands her thoughts drifted to them one day having children. Was she ready to have a child, was Robin? Did Robin even really want kids? Regina had always known that she wanted kids one day but this was an issue they have never discussed in detail before.
"Is something wrong?" Robin said from behind her. He had walked into the bathroom and saw her standing there, not moving. He watched Regina jerk around quickly and put her hands behind her back. She was hiding something from him that was clear but what?
"No, everything is fine." Regina said a little nervous as she answered.
"You're sure?" Robin asked as he walked up to stand in front of her. She lowered her gaze from his. Something was wrong he knew.
"Yes, yes I'm sure." Regina said quietly.
"Then you want to tell me what you have in your hands right now? What you're trying to hide from me?" Robin asked. He didn't want any secrets between them.
