The following morning, as Madeline awoke, she immediately noticed she was completely nude, and that there was another person, obviously male, equally unclothed and pressed close to the backside of her. Looking around the room, she was very much aware of the fact she was not in her own bedroom. As her mind cleared from its sleepy haze, she finally remembered why she was not at home.

She was not a married woman.

Glancing down at the masculine arm draped across her waist, she recalled the passionate encounter she had experienced with her husband, the vivid memories making her blush. Had she really reacted in such a carnal way? To someone she barely knew, no less! What was this man doing to her?

Cautiously, she scooted away from him in an attempt to slide out of bed, and let out a squeak of surprise when his arm tightened around her and he pulled her back to him. "Where do you think you are going?" he murmured, his deep voice sending delicious chills down her spine.

"I, um…I was just going to go make breakfast."

"I have servants for a reason, Madeline. You will never have to do anything like that ever again. Now turn around, so I can see you," he gently commanded her. Slowly, Madeline turned around in his arms, and was greeted to his intense gaze. Being this close to him allowed her to see just how beautiful his hazel eyes were. "Good morning," he said with a smirk as he idly trailed a finger along her jaw line.

Madeline returned the smirk. "Good morning," she replied, letting her own hand rest upon his bared side.

"Sleep well?"

"Yes, very. Your bed is much more comfortable than the one I am used to."

"I am glad to hear it," he commented as his fingers began to idly comb through her hair. "Are you sore?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

It was then she finally noticed the dull throbbing in her thighs and nether region. "A little, but it isn't too bed." She could see his eyes beginning to darken as they roamed over her sheet-clad form, and wondered what he had on his mind.

"Would you be willing to have another lesson this morning?" he purred, his large hand caressing her arm. "I could make you feel so good, if you let me."

Madeline shuddered at this. "What is it you want me to learn?"

"I want to teach you the ways of oral lovemaking."

Her heart began to race when he said this. When her older sister was still living at home, she had told her of oral sex, and how it supposedly felt just as good as intercourse. Ever since then, she had been intrigued by it. "Teach me. I want to learn," she whispered, and he immediately leaned over her to kiss her deeply.

Just was it about this man which made her react like this, and brought out a side to her she never knew existed?

She tensed when he suddenly rolled back over, and pulled her onto him. She moaned softly when he began to feverishly run his hands over her entire body, his touch making her tingle with pleasure. At one point, she felt him gently grasp her hand and pull it down between them. Understanding what it was he wanted, she gently grasped his limp cock. When he jerked and let out a moan of surprise, she immediately let go and pulled away. "Was that bad?" she asked, unsure of whether or not his reaction was a good one.

"No, no, please go on," Judge Turpin reassured her, a hint of pleading in his tone.

Biting her lip, she scooted further down on his lap, and admired his length for a moment before aking him in her hand. A deep moan escaped his parted lips, her soft touch making him quickly grow fully erect. As she explored his rigid shaft, she found herself intrigued by hot hot and hard he felt. "You're so big," she whispered, a hint of awe in her voice.

"Madeline…please…" he quietly begged her, cupping the back of her neck with his hand and gently pushed her down. She looked up at him, hesitation in her eyes, but lowered her head and shyly stuck her tongue out to run it along the tip of his cock. Letting out a quiet moan, he entangled his fingers in her thick hair, watching her as she ran her tongue along his length in slow, long strokes. It seemed to him she was going to be a quick learner after all, which pleased him immensely. "Take it in your mouth," he whispered, and she looked up at him.

"Like this?" she asked, and he let out a loud moan when she enclosed his swollen head between her lips.

"Oh yes…just like that," Judge Turpin gasped, spreading his legs further apart to grant her easier access to all of him. It had been so long since he last had someone pleasure him like this. Her soft, hot mouth felt so good he wished it would never end.

Bobbing her head up and down on his straining erection, Madeline was shocked when she found she actually enjoyed what she was going. She could feel herself throbbing strongly as she pleasured him enthusiastically. Reaching down, she began to touch herself, the warm wetness which covered her fingers letting her know just how aroused she truly was. When Madeline heard him let out another moan, she looked up and was greeted to his lust-filled gaze. Reaching down, he gently grasped the hand she had been between her legs and brought it to his mouth to suck her fingers clean, his actions making her let out a muffled moan. Letting go of her hand, Judge Turpin tilted his head back as he gripped the sheets. Running her hand along his chest, watching him as his face flushed and his breathing turned to pants.

"Oh…oh Madeline…" he panted, and grunted loudly as his climax hit him full force. Intrigued by the taste of him, she swallowed down the hot cream he shot into her mouth. Letting him go, she rested her chin on his thigh as she watched him catch his breath.

When he finally looked back down at her, he smirked at her and pulled her back up to him, kissing her deeply and groaning at the taste of himself on her tongue.

"Are you sure you've never done that before?" he asked.

Madeline blushed a deep crimson. "I assume that means you thought I did well?"

"My word, yes," he replied, and once more kissed her. Sighing, she wound her arms around his neck, pressing closer to him as his tongue caressed hers. "It's your turn," he murmured, and in the blink of an eye she was flipped over onto her back.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Shush, my dear. You have nothing to be afraid of. Simply lie back, and enjoy what I am about to do to you," he murmured, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before making his way down her body, covering every inch of her with his mouth. Moaning and writhing beneath him, Madeline's arousal grew, to the point of being unbearable. When he grew dangerously close to her most feminine area, she held her breath, anticipating his next move. His hands ran along her inner thighs, gently prying them apart to allow him to admire the peach he longed to taste.

Madeline breathed in sharply when he suddenly kissed her nether lips, and covered her mouth to suppress her moans when his tongue flicked out to stroke her swollen clit. "My lord…" she gasped, grabbing at the bed, his arms, his shoulders, his hair – anything she could hold onto. Slowly sliding two fingers inside of her, he alternated between sucking and licking the small bundle of nerves while curling his fingers in her to stroke her g spot.

When Judge Turpin noticed she was struggling to keep quiet, he pulled away long enough to murmur, "Don't hold back. Let me hear you, Madeline. I want to hear you reach your pleasure."

When he leaned back down to take her clit into his mouth, she was unable to suppress the loud moan which escaped her parted lips when he sucked hard and moved his fingers quicker. Arching her back and moving her hips against him, she finally let her moans and whimpers flow freely, the noises of approval she made only spurring him on even more. When she felt a tingling in her loins beginning to spiral higher and higher, her hips moved quicker. "Oh…oh…oh…oh yes!" she cried out, her head tossed back and her breasts thrusted high into the air as her orgasm washed over her.

Judge Turpin groaned as he drank in the sweet nectar she gave him, the taste of her making him once more become fully aroused. Pulling back, he kissed her inner thigh before once more moving up to where he was level with her. "How was that?" he whispered in her ear.

"Incredible," she softly panted, and finally opened her eyes to look over at him. "My lord, you are far too good at that."

He smirked at her comment, softly pushing back her hair from her face before stating, "Madeline, dear…please call me by my name, as I asked you to. You are my wife, not my servant."

"I apologize, my…Joseph," she replied, blushing as she gave a sheepish grin. "Certain habits are difficult to break."

He simply smiled at her. "Say it again."

She smiled back at him. "Joseph," she said, her voice nothing more than a longing sigh.

He kissed her as he once more moved over her, having no intentions of leaving the bed anytime soon.

AN: Surprise! I managed to think up a way to end this story, so it is far from the end. I hope you all are still enjoying the story, and keep an eye out for when I add more!