Olivia reached across Trevor's chest to pick up a strawberry. He stroked her hair gently as she ate the fruit. "You feel soft," he murmured as his hand slipped to her shoulder and further down. All she wore was a dressing gown, as did he after they'd had a shower. "Warm and soft," he added.

There were several blankets and cushions laid out on the floor, a fire crackling in the grate, and they were laying together, perfectly content and very comfortable. Trevor pushed the material away from her shoulders, wanting to see more of her. "Beautiful," he said, almost without realising it. Before he could get any further, she loosened her gown and opened it, baring a strip of skin down her body. Trevor admired the sight before taking a sip of champagne, wanting to slow things down.

"our wedding night," she said quietly. "It feels like it's gone so quickly."

"It has," he said. "Maybe because I wanted you for so long. After that, doesn't feel like much in the grand scheme of things."

She nodded in agreement. "Is your phone switched off?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"Good. I don't want to be interrupted after all it is our wedding night and I don't want anyone disturbing us at all for the next 24 aleast".

"Oh, if you only knew how many nights I spent tossing and turning imagining those eyes turned on me in passion." She pressed a brief kiss to his mouth. "And your lips," she added. "Those full sensual lips." She ran her index finger over the body part in question. He bent his head and sucked her finger gently. Removing her hand, she kissed him deeply.

"Is that your favourite part of me then?" he asked. "My lips?"

She smirked and rolled on top of him. "I don't know. I'm rather fond of this…" She squeezed his cock for a moment, making him draw in his breath with a hiss.

"Your touch is incredible," he said quietly. She removed her dressing gown and pulled his away from him, opening it wide. Allowing her palm to touch him, she moved it over his chest slowly, dragging her nails across each nipple in turn.

"I think you're beautiful," she said quietly.

"I don't think I've ever been described as beautiful before," Trevor said with a raised eyebrow.

He smiled at her in wonder. Liv didn't lie, she meant these things that she said. These strange compliments. He got up to throw another log on the fire before covering Liv's body with his own, her hands snaked around his neck.

"Well, my favourite part of you, is just here," he said, running his thumb over the side of her left breast. "Because when I kiss you here, you always sigh and then shiver." He went on to demonstrate and Olivia closed her eyes as a tiny wave of pleasure washed over her.

His hand went southwards, pushing between her legs and she moaned, already wet. He toyed with her for a few more moments before thrusting inside her.

"Oh! Oh Trevor…" she cried out, her legs wrapping around his body. He sucked her nipple leisurely, not moving an inch inside her. She kept tilting her hips up, needing more. Trevor nudged inside her slightly. "God, you're going to keep this slow aren't you?" she said with realisation.

"Mm for now we do have all night," he agreed, a smile playing on his lips. "You know, I should make love to you in front of a fire more often. Your skin is the most beautiful rose colour. Pink and flushed."

Her fingernails dug into his hips, pulling him closer. "Please Trevor."

He grinned and moved inside her with small shallow thrusts, and it just wasn't enough for her. "Trevor, now!" she begged.

"You're an impatient woman aren't you?" he said, licking the edge of her ear. "Fine then."

"Ah!" she cried out as he moved deeply inside her, repeatedly, barely pausing for breath. Her muscles clenched as he moved harder and deeper within her, over and over again. She was working up slowly to an intense orgasm, when all of a sudden he came inside her. His mouth fastened on her neck as he collapsed next to her. Liv felt mildly frustrated, her body wanting release but nowhere near satisfaction.

"I'm sorry," he said, opening his eyes. "God, I'm so sorry, I usually can hold myself back until you're ready."

"It doesn't matter."

"It does," he insisted. "So open your legs." She kissed him slowly before complying and his hand went between her soft thighs. Her eyes fluttered closed as he touched her, slow and gentle. She started to rock her hips slightly, back and forth against his hand.

"Mm," she murmured at his touch, completely lost in sensation. He stroked her hair with his free hand, fingers moving against her wetness simultaneously. His thumb found her clitoris and drew circles on her most sensitive flesh. "Oh…" she moaned.

"Come for me," he said in a growl, feeling her body close as he squeezed her clitoris with just the right pressure. She tensed and cried out with her climax, intense pleasure wrapping her up in warmth. She collapsed, her body exhausted as Trevor watched her return to herself.

"Thank you," she whispered sincerely. "That felt… well, it felt incredible."

"I'm sorry I was selfish," he countered.

"You're a rare man," she said. "You care about my orgasms as much as your own. I've never known a man like that before. As long as they are satisfied, I don't seem to matter much."

"Give me their names, I'll have them shot," he said conversationally. She laughed slightly as he wrapped her up in his embrace, head against his warm broad chest.

"I've never been happier Trevor than I am now I'm your wife," she said, grabbing another strawberry. She fed it to him and licked the juice from his lips cheekily.

"Neither have I Liv I'm so so happy I'm your husband," he agreed. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

To Be Continued

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