Ta muchly to all who've read and reviewed so far. Without further ado, here's the next instalment.

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Chapter 3

Reaching into the depths of the wardrobe, Susie's hand came to rest on a pale blue two piece hidden away near the back. As the memories crowded in, a tear finally spilled over and made its way slowly down her face and she swallowed the lump in her throat, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand. It hurt like hell now but she knew she'd always look back on it as the happiest day of her life.

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As the car pulled up outside the registry office, Eileen nudged her and hissed in her ear.

"You lucky cow …"

Gene was waiting on the steps, a head taller than most of the other guests, and the sight of him in his dove grey suit almost took her breath away. She smiled. Not long now.

"Who's the bloke next to him?"

"That's Ray Carling, the best man. Why?"

Eileen grinned wickedly.

"He's not bad looking. And it is traditional after all, the best man and the chief bridesmaid …"

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"How soon before we can make our excuses and leave, luv? I've got a permanent semi on just wonderin' what yer wearin' under that outfit."

She giggled, squeezing his thigh under the tablecloth.

"Gene, they haven't even started the speeches yet. Yer'll just have ter be patient, won't yer?"

He groaned, removing her hand.

"Yer really not helpin', yer know …"

By the time they reached Morecambe it was late afternoon and her nerves were jangling at the thought of the night ahead. They were man and wife now so there were no more excuses, and it wasn't as if she didn't want to, she was just apprehensive. What if she couldn't relax enough? Would it be really painful? As Gene tipped the bell-boy and removed his suit jacket, draping it over the back of a chair, she gazed out of the window, her stomach tying itself in knots.

"It's a lovely afternoon out. Maybe we could have a stroll along the prom before dinner?"

His arms circled her waist pulling her back against him as his tongue began to trace the shell of her ear. Little shivers ran down her spine as she felt the heat of his body and the obvious erection pressing against her lower back.

"The only place you're goin', Mrs Hunt, is over ter that nice big bed. Don't yer think we've waited long enough?"

He turned her to face him, his brows furrowed.

"Yer shakin', luv …"

She swallowed, resting her forehead against his chest.

"I'm sorry. I'm just a bit nervous, that's all."

"D'yer want me, Suze?"

Gently he tilted her chin up, and as she gazed into his piercing blue eyes her knees went weak.

"Yer know I do, Gene …"

"Then yer've nothin' ter worry about, I promise. I'll soon have yer so hot and bothered yer'll be beggin' me fer more …"

Before she could retort his mouth captured hers and she sighed, melting under the passionate onslaught of his lips and tongue. She wanted him so much it had to be fine, didn't it? He slid the little jacket off her shoulders and her blouse quickly followed, exposing a black silk bra which made the most of her ample cleavage.

"Tasty …"

Unzipping her skirt he pushed it down over her hips, sucking in a breath as it pooled at her feet revealing her suspenders and stocking-clad legs.

"Bloody hell, Mrs Hunt, I could almost come just lookin' at yer."

He hooked a teasing finger through her garter.

"And what's this then?"

"Me somethin' borrowed and me somethin' blue. Eileen leant it to me. D'yer like it?"

She smiled nervously at him and he grinned wolfishly.

"Like it? Let's just say it'll be stayin' on fer a while …"

He backed her slowly over to the bed where she perched on the edge of the mattress, watching as he undid his shirt and dropped it on top of the rapidly growing pile of clothes. As he slipped off his shoes and socks she admired his broad shoulders and smooth chest, and it occurred to her that they'd never actually seen one another naked as yet. His trousers fell to the floor revealing muscular thighs and she eyed the impressive bulge in his boxer shorts, her nerves jangling again. Sensing her apprehension, he left his underwear on and joined her on the bed, easing her back onto the sheet and stretching out next to her, his chin propped on his elbow.

Leaning in, he kissed her slowly, his tongue exploring her mouth as his fingers drew teasing circles over her bare stomach. She shivered, his sensual touch sending little sparks of arousal through her, suddenly very aware of his proximity and the heat radiating from his near naked body. God, she really did want him. It would be alright, wouldn't it?

He moved back, smiling down into her eyes.

"Nice ter have a bit of comfort fer a change. I'm getting' too old fer that back seat."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Never heard any complaints before."

He snorted.

"What, while a pretty woman's got her hand wrapped round me cock? Yer not likely to …"

"Gene! Don't be vulgar!"

She went to slap his arm but he grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her head, shuffling over so he lay between her thighs.

"It's me job, luv. Yer the posh bird and I'm the bit of rough, remember?"

She could feel his trapped erection pressing against her and she didn't know if the fluttering in her stomach was due to nerves or desire now.

Before she could reply he dipped his head, his mouth closing over a nipple, and she gasped at the heat and the friction caused by the silky fabric, her body arching up towards him. Taking both her hands in one of his he reached round with the other to expertly unclasp her bra, pushing the cup to one side and kissing his way towards the straining peak. She moaned as he licked at it and then took it between his lips, suckling gently.

"Gene … more … please …"

She felt him smile against her skin before sucking harder, grazing it with his teeth over and over as she panted beneath him. He knew her breasts were incredibly sensitive, knew exactly how to drive her into a frenzy of want, and she began to forget her fears as her needs took over.

Releasing her hands, he began a slow journey down her body, his mouth leaving a trail of fire in its wake as he kissed his way over her flat belly and even lower. Her pulse began to race. Surely he wouldn't kiss her there, would he? This was new territory. She gasped as his lips found the soft skin of her inner thigh and he sucked gently, his fingers stroking under her suspender belt.

He raised his head and the fire in his eyes sent a ripple of desire through her.

"Knickers off, luv. Let the dog see the rabbit …"

He helped her wriggle out of them and a blush crept over her face and chest as he resumed his place, studying her intently.

"Beautiful. Need ter taste yer, though."

As his mouth closed over her swollen bud, his tongue circling it teasingly, she cried out in surprise.

"Gene! Oh my God …"

Slowly he pushed two fingers inside her, moving them gently in and out as her hips bucked against his hand. She writhed wantonly, gasping and moaning as he continued his tender ministrations, her mind a blank, all one burning flame of need as sweet release beckoned. And then he paused, leaving her flushed and panting.

"Oh! Don't stop, Gene … please …"

He grinned, tugging his boxers down his legs and kicking them off before settling between her thighs again.

"Told yer I'd have yer beggin'. Now, just relax, luv …"

Slowly he inched into her and withdrew, repeating the action over and over, going a little deeper each time. She felt a brief twinge of pain, biting her lip as he stilled his movements and looked down, his eyes searching hers.

"Alright?"

"Was that it?"

He nodded.

"Now fer the fun part …"

He began push into her again and she felt her body gradually begin to relax, stretching to accommodate him. She had to admit it wasn't at all unpleasant, this feeling of being filled, taken, claimed by a man you desperately wanted. He paused, shifting back onto one elbow so she could look down their bodies and smiling at her look of wonder on seeing their intimate connection.

"Not that bad then?"

She shook her head.

"Not so far."

His smile broadened.

"It's about ter get a lot better, luv, trust me …"

He began to move more freely then, gradually finding a rhythm that suited them both, and her body responded instinctively, the heat building inside her as he thrust harder, faster. She loved the feel of his warm skin against hers and the weight of him pressing down on her, wrapping her legs around his thighs as she writhed against him. She heard herself gasp and cry out as her muscles began to clench round him, digging her nails into his shoulders as she spiralled out of control.

"Gene! Oh God, yes … yeeessss …"

As the shuddering tremors wracked her body she was aware of him thrusting deep inside her, grunting with the effort, until finally he let out that familiar groan that heralded his release and fell forwards, burying his face in her neck. She lay with a satisfied smile playing round her lips, stroking his hair as she basked in the afterglow. Why had nobody told her how wonderful it could be?

Eventually he raised his head and flashed her a cocky grin.

"Not bad fer a first time, Mrs Hunt. Now then …"

He rolled them both over until she was lying on top of him, reaching across for the box of tissues on the bedside table, and she blinked at him as he passed a handful over.

"Yer might want ter go and get cleaned up, luv. I'm guessin' the bathroom's through there."

"We've got our own bathroom?"

He smirked.

"Course we have, it's the honeymoon suite. Don't need to move all week if we like, just call room service now and then for some refuelling…"

He winked at her and she rolled her eyes, extricating herself from him and pressing the tissues between her legs, colouring slightly as his eyes followed her naked progress across the room. She cleaned herself up and then checked her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright, but other than that she looked no different. She shook her head, wondering what she'd expected, and then her hands went to her face. Oh God, they were on honeymoon. Everybody would know what they'd been up to, even if she didn't look any different. Maybe she would prefer just to stay in the room all week after all …

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Hope you enjoyed. All seems to be going swimmingly at present, although sadly we know it can't last …