Seems it was unanimous! Though I did receive a few lovely (whatever you would like) comments. As always, I appreciate each and every reader and reviewer. Whether you're a friend, a guest, or a new voice...I am thrilled to hear from you :) I hope you enjoy this lengthy chapter. It is my gift to you - for all the teasing and very long wait I've put you through. Lots of love to my Chelsie peeps, Mona xoxo

Warning! M rating now! Smut ahead!

Completely stunned by Charles' proposal, Elsie's arm drifted towards the first door in the hallway. Her mind raced..was that even a proposal? More like a declaration. Did she even get a say in the matter? Not as if she would ever in her wildest dreams say no to this beautiful man who carried her in his arms. And now he was taking her...in very sense of the word. A look of determination on his face, he pushed open the door to her room. Elsie watched his eyes darken in an unfamiliar way as he bent and laid her down upon the double bed. It was the only luxury she asked for in the small cottage. A large bed she could sprawl out upon and rest comfortably for the first time in her life. His shirt was still hanging open, the soft gray curls glistening on his chest aroused Elsie more than she ever thought possible. She loved seeing his body, touching his body. He hovered over her, staring into her eyes as if asking for permission. She whispered one word. "Yes." It was all he needed to hear. His lips met hers so gently. Soft and tenderly he kissed along her bottom and top lip, along her cheek, her ear, her neck, her collarbone. He rolled to lie next to her, propping himself up on one arm as his fingers worked along the buttons at her shoulder. They gazed into each others eyes, loving smiles on their faces. Both entranced and lost in this moment they had both dreamt of for more years than they dared to admit. He pulled her close to him and kissed her softly, murmuring words of love and beauty against her soft lips as his fingers moved down the buttons on her back.

"Elsie..You are perfect love." He whispered as he slowly slid the dress from her shoulders, exposing her beautiful shoulders and chest. Her skin was soft and golden and shimmered as the bright moonlight kissed her skin. His lips moved along the soft angles of her collarbone, along the lacy white strap of her shift?...He still was uncertain what exactly she wore underneath this red dress, but he would soon find out. She was so beautiful, just seeing this much of her flawless skin had him filled with need. Elsie eased up and Charles sat back. He watched as she drew her arms from the sleeves of her dress. The red satin pooled at her waist, exposing frilly white lace and silk that barely covered her breasts. Charles moaned his approval. "Mmm love... What is..." He stopped himself from asking and reached out, gently running his finger along the top of the lace. "You are so very lovely... So perfect." His fingers traced along the line where her skin and the lace met. Elsie's eyes closed and she shuddered at the pure pleasure of it all.

"Charles please..." Elsie spoke softly, embarrassed at his attentions and him seeing her like this for the first time. She knew she was not the young woman she once was when they first met. But she was pleased that when she looked into his eyes, she saw only love and appreciation there. After all, she wanted him so badly, just as he is now. Perhaps even more so now, than when they were younger. She craved him now, a deep feeling down inside her, a pulsating and throbbing in her core. She felt a primal need for him to touch her. To be with her. To complete her and make her full. She watched him as he touched her, his large hands delicately exploring the soft lace at her breasts. She was leaned back against the pillows now, and he drug his fingers down the soft skin of her stomach, grabbing her dress in his hands and dragging it down. She instinctively lifted her hips and he inched the dress down her body.

Charles nearly stopped breathing when he slid her dress off her hips to reveal the silky lace knickers she was wearing. They were so short, so soft against his hands as he slid her dress down her legs. His movements were slow and careful. He would take his time, remembering every precious second of this perfect moment. He had waited a lifetime to see her like this, and he wouldn't stop his adoration until every gorgeous inch of her body was burned into his mind. He carefully removed her shoes and placed them on her trunk at the end of the bed. His hand making its way back to her tiny foot, sliding along the soft curve of her instep. Her stocking was as smooth as water under his fingertips. He slid his way up her shapely calf, stopping only when he came to her thigh and the top of her stocking. His fingertips traced along the outside edge of her stocking, he looked up at her and found her watching him. Her chest rising and falling rapidly, her lips parted, and her eyes full of lust and need. "Charles." Her Scottish brogue came out in a purr and he thought he'd lose himself right then.

His hand continued to move slowly along the top of her stocking. "Yes darling...So beautiful... Let me love you.." He said in a deep whisper that had her melting beneath his touch. She closed her eyes and arched her back as his fingertips slid along her stocking, moving between her thighs. Oh, he was torturing her, and every moment was pure bliss. He moved back to her outer thigh and slid up to the white silk of her knickers. He took the band with both hands and slowly began to pull them down. Shocked, she grabbed for his hands and stopped him. She wanted him so badly, but was more nervous than she ever imagined. Charles pulled his hands back and leaned over her. "We don't have to love. Not yet... Not tonight."

"I want to. I do... It's only...I've never...I'm not sure.." Charles cupped her face in his hand and kissed her. Slowly pushing her mouth apart and caressing his tongue against hers. He knew she wanted this as much as he, but was nervous. He would take all the time in the world if that is what she needed. He would let her lead them as she always has. Her kiss was already becoming more passionate, even rough, she nipped along his lips and was moaning against his mouth. Pulling back, her breath was coming in pants and gasps. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it down his arms. He sat back and tossed it off the bed towards a chair. Elsie's hands were at his belt once again. "Don't stop me this time, Charles Carson." She teased playfully and smiled up at him. He smiled back and watched the angel before him pull roughly at his trousers. He chuckled heartily and stood up, pulling them down his body and joining her on the bed. Now clad in only his shorts and her in her knickers and bra, their flesh burned as their bodies came together.

Elsie could feel his hard length pressing against her hip and she slid her body against him, eliciting a deep groan from Charles throat. She smiled against his lips as she threw her leg over his hip. Instinctively she moved over him, straddling his hips and bringing her body up onto her knees. His arousal pressed against her center and she moved her hips against him. "Oh Charles!" She cried out rather loudly and then bit her lip to stifle her cries. She planted her hands on his chest, her nails digging lightly into his skin. Charles reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over the lace covering her peaked nipples. She whimpered softly. Charles fingers when to the clasps of her brassiere and he deftly unhooked them all. The lace fell away from her, revealing large, full, creamy white, breasts. With her still in his lap, Charles sat up and wrapped his arms around her, needing to feel her skin against his. He cupped her breasts in his hands and bent to kiss along the soft skin. When his tongue darted out to taste and tease a pink tip Elsie's face fell onto his shoulder and she purred softly in his ear. "So good... Charles...Feels so good.."

Charles rolled them both, pinning Elsie's body under his. He kissed his way down her neck and chest, stopping at her breasts. He kissed and sucked along full pale globes, before pulling a nipple into his mouth and sucking firmly. He toyed it gently with his teeth and Elsie couldn't keep from crying out beneath him. His hand slid down her side, working its way between them until Charles' large hand cupped her between her thighs. He pressed his palm into her and she thrust against him. He rubbed her through the silky material, feeling her wetness seeping through the thin silk. He pushed firmer and rubbed harder as Elsie twisted beneath him.

"Oh Charles! Yes...Oh please...I need more...I need you." Elsie screamed beneath him. All sense of propriety lost in the emotions and pleasure she was experiencing. She didn't know how, but she knew she wanted him in her. She needed to feel him inside her. Charles ignored her cries and continued to move down her body. He kissed along her bare stomach, he ran his tongue along her navel. Good God, what was he doing? Where was he going? She stiffened, but did not stop him when he grabbed her knickers and pulled them down her legs, sliding them off her feet and kissing along her leg. He held both her thighs with his strong hands and parted them. She felt open and exposed. The cool air upon her hot flesh, driving her crazy with lust. Charles slid his hands up her thighs to her hips and he smiled at her before dipping his head between her open thighs. When his mouth touched her, she cried out his name in both shock and passion. Her cry turned to moans and whimpers as his lips and tongue moved against her warm, wet, center.

"Oh Els..." Charles groaned against her as he ravished her silky center with his mouth. He had never tasted anything sweeter in his life. Her cries egged him on, and he slowly slid a finger inside her, pulling out then slipping a second in. She arched up into his movements as he thrust in and out with his fingers while suckling at her sensitive nub.

She had never felt such pleasure before and was sure she would pass out from the sheer exhilaration of it all. Charles' mouth on her was not at all what she expected. However, she had not expected to feel anything like she felt at this moment. My God, she thought her head would burst, or she would die from the pure pleasure coursing through her body. When Charles pushed his fingers inside her, it all became unbearable, her body tightening then exploding. She cried out his name. Every inch of her was trembling and shaking with pleasure. She was tingling and on fire. Her core was clenching, her center throbbing.

Charles slid his shorts from his body and kissed his way up her. He hovered over her and she opened her eyes, looking up at him, she could feel the love passing between them. "Charles." She whispered softly and nodded her approval. She could feel the smooth skin of his arousal against her still throbbing center and she felt a burning pressure as he slowly pushed inside her. She wanted him to feel the same pleasure she was feeling. To give him everything she could offer.

Charles took a moment to relish in the pleasure he brought her as she shook beneath him. After removing his shorts, he slowly made his way up her body, kissing and tasting the flesh he was now so familiar with. When he reached her face, hovering over her and watching her come down from her blissful climax, he smiled proudly, knowing he had done well and made the most of their first night together. But it was far from over. She slowly opened her eyes, her Scottish lilt whispering his name softly as tears fell from her eyes. He kissed away her tears and she nodded her assent. Even spreading her legs further apart and pushing up in acceptance. His darling. His love. She was so eager, so exciting. He was completely amazed and enamored with this side of her he had never seen before. He locked eyes with her and pushed into her slowly. Watching her face for any signs of reluctance or pain. When she wrapped her leg around him and pushed up against him, his head fell forward onto her shoulder and he groaned out her name.

Charles filled her completely, in both body and soul. He began to pull out, then slowly push back into her, his hips moving gently against hers. Patiently giving her time to adjust so she too could feel the intense pleasure of their coupling. She knew he was holding back. His face was tense with control and passion. She wrapped her leg around his thigh and thrust up into him. His head fell forward and he groaned her name, begging her to stop. "Don't stop Charles." She moaned in his ear, urging him on. "Please don't stop."

Her pleas in his ear, Charles began to move faster. His length smoothly plunging in and out of her. The sweet friction causing him to come undone. He pulled up onto his arms to watch her. Her eyes fluttering shut, the sight of her bottom lip tucked tightly between her teeth almost had him undone. How many years had he watched her bite a that bottom lip in frustration or sorrow? Now she was biting down in pleasure? Her eyes opened and he stared down into them as he moved inside her. She whimpered his name and he took her lips with his own. They kissed hard and passionate as he felt her began writhing and thrusting beneath him. She was matching him, meeting his thrusts, and he knew her release was building in her. He moved in her faster and harder, and she gasped and panted as he felt her tightening around him. She shook beneath him as he lost himself in her. His hips continuing to move until every last ounce of him was spent. Elsie continued to tremble and sigh, pulling him down onto her.

"I love you, Mr. Carson." Elsie whispered softly against his ear as he lay over her.

Charles smiled softly at her comfortable formality. "And I you, Mrs. Hughes."

Charles rolled onto his back, wrapping Elsie in his arms...

Well? Was it worth the wait? :) xo