Hi there everyone! This is yours truly, Lady Starlet and boy to I have a good story for you guys to read up on. This is a conclusion of what happened after the famous story of "Arabella" by Georgette Heyer. I do not own any of her characters of course. Now I know you are wondering to yourselves right now, why would lady starlet write a fan-fic about regency romance.

Well, to answer that question, I have always been a huge fan of Georgette Heyer since I read Arabella for the first time back in high school. Her high, witty way of telling a engaging story that kept me glued to the book over and over again, is what helped launched my own discovery of the hidden talent of writing my own romance novels. And in doing so, I just wanted to write out my own imagination of what could have happened in my mind, the ending of "Arabella."

So if you are not sure of what had happened before this story, I would highly recommend you to go to your library or book store and check out "Arabella" so that you could fully understand what is going on in my fanfiction spin off. So just sit back, relax, read, and be sure to leave a review once you are done.

Yours truly, Lady Starlet.

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Arabella stretched her arms and opened her eyes and found herself looking at her old room. "Oh!" She exclaimed sitting up. She was back at home with mama, papa and the rest of her sibling! Arabella quickly got up and began to wash her face in the water basin by her bed. There was so many things she wanted to tell everyone about her time in London that she could't even remember half of them. She was so absorbed with getting dressed and ready, she didn't even hear her door open and shut behind her.

"Good morning, Love." Robert said quietly. Arabella nearly screamed and dropped the box of soap flakes in her hands. She placed a hand over her beating heart as she realized it was only her fiance. "Robert! That was utterly wicked of you!" She scolded before turning back to what she was doing. She heard him laugh softly before she felt him behind her. He bend over her, leaning both of his hand on either side of the table to prevent her from escaping from him. Arabella thought wildly of what her parents would say if they had caught them together like this before her wedding. Lord help them both if her father was to walk into the room without knocking.

"Robert, I need to get dressed and see my sisters and brothers downstairs." She told him as she felt his warm cheek touch her own. "And you should remember that you are in a vicarage home." She added more firmly when she felt one of his hands caress her hip, causing her to moan softly at the pleasure sensation she felt from it.

"To make you aware my love," Robert whispered in her ear. "I think I should teach you at least one art form of making love to me before I flee your room to go hid in my own." Arabella's breath hitched suddenly as her mind wandered through thoughts of what he could possible mean by that.

"And what exactly is that Robert?" She managed to ask in a low voice as he gently spun her around. Robert felt almost sorry that of what he wanted to do, but little did she know that her parents were well aware of his desires for her and had warned him to keep her a virgin until their wedding night, if he was to make love to her in some sort of fashion.

He led her back to her bed and sat her down beside him as he quietly tried to think of how he was going to explain to her what he had in mind without her getting scared and screaming off to her mother with fright. Taking her hands into his own, he gazed at her with steady eyes. "Arabella, how much do you know about making love to a man? Have you ever read or seen pictures of people making love?"

As expected he saw her blush a deep red in the cheeks. "I-I- only saw a few pictures here and there about it." She admitted, looking down her lap to avoid his eyes. "I am not really experienced as far as knowing what goes on between two people."

Robert gently touched her chin and made her look up into his face. "Then is it alright with you that I...show you something that a couple does to please the other?"

"You want to make love to me?" She asked in surprise. Robert shook his head. He picked up her hand and laid it over the area of his manhood. "No, love. I want you to make love to me so that you get a taste of what love making is. I promise that you will satisfy my needs no matter what."

Arabella felt more of her curiosity then fear made her wonder more of what he was asking of her. She stared down of where her hand was placed over his private area. Over his breeches, it felt big and hard. She looked up at her him a question in her eyes. "What is it that you want me to try?" She whispered. Robert, keeping his eyes on hers, removed her hand to one side and unbuttoned his breeches. Immediately his hard manhood stood forth form the opening, proud and stiff as he mentally kept a tight control on his instincts to take her fully. He took her hand and gently wound her fingers around his girth. The warmth from her fingers almost drove him over the edge, but he still kept his body relaxed as possible as he allowed her to openly exsplored him.

Arabella lightly ran a finger down his manhood from the tip all the way down to the base of where she could see his ball sac was high. He shivered when she ran her thumb over the head. "Why does it become darker?" She observed as she continued to her exploration.

"Because your touch makes my body react with pleasure as I watch you touch me." He managed to reply with a small groan. Heaven help him until their wedding night. Perhaps he should have remembered that a young virtuousness girl such as his love, would take great advances to make a man weep for pleasure if she was without any experiences with any sort of sexual knowledge. He lay back on the bed, watching her with an intent expression. She sensed him watching her and looked up.

"You are very silky smooth to the touch." She said with blushing red cheeks. Robert laughed softly as he pushed a stray lock out of her face. It pleased him that she enjoyed his body and the gratification she got from learning the opposite sex's different body parts from hers.

"Would you like to try something else?" He asked quietly after a while.

"What else could I do to please you?"

Robert guided her hand up and down his hard shaft, closing his eyes as a burning sensation at the base of spine began to build up. "Oh, love.."He groaned, laying back on the bed. "You are too good at this." His breath became ragged as she, feeling that she had understood something that was within her power, boldly did something she had only seen in one of the forbidden novels she had found in her father's library. Taking a deep breath for courage, she bent her head over him and took him into her mouth. She heard him curse softly and felt his fingers tangle in her locks as he gently moved her up and down his shaft. Her body was already heating up and she could feel the wetness from her womanhood slowly slide down her legs as she tried to figure out how she could pleasure him more.

Robert's mind was all white with a haze of exotic pleasure shooting him in both his gut and his ball sac as he dared himself to peek down at the handwork of his fiancee. Cursing at the sight because he was so close to begging her for her body, his fingers curled into his palms as he fought to not let his seed release. The girl was too good for her own innocence.

"I think that is good enough for the time being love." He managed to breath after enduring a few more minutes of her suckling mouth. Arabella eyes glanced up to him for a moment before she reluctantly pulled away and got up to rinse her mouth. Robert struggled to button up his breeches with shaking fingers as he watched her with his usual slight smile. Arabella put down her toothbrush, turning towards him with red cheeks. "I hope that I did well, Robert."

"You did more then well, love." He said as he forced himself to stand up. Damnation! His legs were shaking as well. "I'll be downstairs love." He said. His breathing was still coming out hard as he opened the door. He gave her a small kiss blow before closing the door to give her privacy to get ready. Arabella watched the closed door for a long time as thoughts of what had just happened passed through her mind. Just what more did he have in store for her as she waited for her wedding night to come? And importantly, how was she going to run his home and his household servants as the lady Beaumaris?

Trying to keep her thoughts on the uplifting side, she busied herself on dressing and fixing her tangles hair as her family waited for their beloved daughter and sister to present herself at the breakfast table below. If anything, she wanted be the best wife to him and love him unconditionally till the very end.