He thrust hard into her body, and she felt herself sliding against the soft sheets of the bed, grasping them in her hands in pleasure. His hands expanded over her bare backside, gripping her flesh in his palms as he watched himself pulling out and disappearing inside of her. She was on her hands and knees before him, her hips rolling against every thrust as they moved as one, delighting in the sensations their bodies were bringing to one another.
He ran his hands over her hips, feeling her curves moving beneath his fingertips. To him, she was such perfection, so feminine and breathtakingly beautiful. Her skin was soft and pale, freckles littering her face and shoulders from being sun kissed, and he wanted nothing more than to taste every inch of her. Sharing a bed with her, sharing a life with her, made him feel as if he were the luckiest man in the world. She was his, and he belonged to her. There was nothing more he could have ever asked for.
She sighed beneath the power of his thrusts, closing her eyes to take in the sensations of his body, the intoxicating heat he was bringing to her. He was holding her on the edge, just close enough that she could feel her climax teasing her as he changed his pace, running his fingertips across her skin. He gripped her hips in his hands once more before slowly moving his thumb toward their connection. He pressed it between the flesh of her backside, quickly rubbing circles, and she gasped in surprise. He felt her body clinch, and she immediately let go, unable to stop a soft moan from escaping her lips as her body began to convulse.
The sound of his hips slamming against her reverberated off the walls as her body exploded, erupting in a mess of molten lava. The feeling of her climax was all it took for him to come undone as well, spilling into her as he gasped in pleasure, her body impossibly tight around him. He pumped hard into her, his erection jolting and throbbing inside of her as they rode through the waves of their pleasure.
Their heavy breathing echoed throughout the room as they fell onto their backs, gasping for air as sweat dripped from their skin. He looked over at her flushed cheeks, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She had never looked so sensual, so ravishing, and he only wished he had the ability to immediately roll over and take her again. He would have lived with his body intertwined with hers for the rest of his life if he could.
"I promise I didn't apologize just to get you into bed." She laughed, bringing a hand to her forehead to wipe the sweat while doing her best to catch her breath. "I really am so sorry for how I spoke to you."
"Of course you're forgiven." They had argued upon her arrival to the villa, and they continued to bicker the entire time they brought in her belongings, which wasn't much at all, she had to admit. The argument came with the placement of the cat. She couldn't understand why the cat shouldn't have the run of the house, while he preferred she close her off in a guest room. She ultimately won the argument, thanks to the begging children who were all on her side, but it of course came at the cost of them not speaking to one another for a bit.
"It's only your first day here…"
"Don't worry. I won't change my mind, if that's what you're worried about." He laughed, and she rolled to face him, their naked bodies bare to the heat of the bedroom.
"I should hope not." He took her hand in his, kissing her fingers as her engagement ring sparkled in the pale light of the moon.
"I do have one thing to say though." She seemed hesitant, and he rolled upon his side to face her, placing a kiss upon her lips for courage.
"You know you can tell me anything." She nodded, giving him a small smile.
"Okay…that thing you did with your thumb…"
"You liked it?"
"I…don't know."
"You came immediately." She blushed heavily, embarrassed by his observation. He rolled over to hover above her face, placing kisses against her lips and cheeks. "There's no reason to be ashamed. Pleasure is pleasure."
"I didn't even realize people did that." He chuckled, kissing her once more. While she wasn't necessarily naive, he enjoyed the fact that she was quite innocent at times. It gave him many opportunities to surprise her in the future.
"People do many things in bed that would otherwise seem concerning in the light of day, I imagine. It doesn't mean anything other than you enjoy many kinds of pleasure."
"Well, aren't you so experienced in the ways of the world?" He laughed at her sarcasm, and she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in for a quick kiss. "You mean you wouldn't ask yourself some questions if I did that to you?"
"I'm a man…"
"Oh, see!" She laughed, rolling them over and pinning him to the bed so she could look down into his eyes. "Pleasure is pleasure."
"…I did say that, didn't I?" She laughed, running a hand over his cheek.
"Perhaps it's something you ask before trying." He laughed as well, thinking about how that would have gone.
"Excuse me, darling, I know you're about to come, but would you mind terribly if I put my finger in your…"
"Stop that!" She put her hand over his mouth to silence his mockery. Her face burned red, and he laughed beneath her palm before taking her hand in his, kissing her fingertips.
"Maria, I never want to do anything you don't like. I'm sorry I surprised you." She smiled and kissed his lips once more.
"I'm not opposed to trying new things." He chuckled a bit, sighing as he looked into her eyes.
"I'm so glad you feel comfortable enough to talk to me like this."
"Of course I do. Isn't this the place where we should be most comfortable?" He smiled, nodding in agreement. She looked into his eyes, feeling such love and warmth radiating from him. While it wasn't a decision she made lightly, moving in with him had never felt more right than in that moment. "Will there be much talk about us living together like this?"
"Oh yes, I'm certain there will be."
"Doesn't it concern you? Perhaps it will affect the children somehow?"
"I'm not concerned in the slightest, and you shouldn't be either." He ran his hands over her back, tracing lines over her skin and giving her chills. "Honestly, I don't know how much longer we'll be here with the state of this country."
"Do you think it will be bad?"
"I don't plan to stay around long enough to know." She nodded, understanding what he meant. War was surely approaching sooner than later, and she wouldn't have argued at all if he had said they were moving far away in that instant.
"Should we be married quickly then? Just in case things get worse."
"I would love to marry quickly more than anything. But I don't want to if you don't feel ready." He met her eyes seriously, and she gave him a soft smile, caressing his face with her hand.
"I've dreamed of being your wife since the moment we met. I'm more than ready."
"Let's do something small then, just the children and Max. Unless you have anyone you'd like to come?" She smiled, shaking her head. She hadn't shared much with him about her past, only glimpses of her family life. He knew more than anyone ever had, but still not the details she would one day reveal, not the really deep secrets she held, not the reasons she had no one.
"Sister Margaretta and Ann…I don't have anyone else."
"Really, Ann? She'll want to bring her scummy boyfriend."
"He is a bit…" She searched for the right word to describe him without being cruel.
"I believe you're looking for the word 'disgusting.'" She began to protest, but merely smiled.
"I'm just not sure he's ever bathed himself." He laughed, wrapping her even tighter in his arms.
"I've never once heard you say anything negative about another person."
"You're clearly a terrible influence on me." She kissed his lips and stood from the bed, searching for her panties and nightgown.
"I would say, I've even influenced you to live in sin." She gave him a dirty look as she gathered her clothes, and he laughed.
"Don't make fun. I really would have much preferred being married first. It's annoying how hard you are to resist." She pulled her nightgown over her head and began to walk toward the bathroom as he laughed once more from the bed.
