A/N: Hi everyone, thank you all so much for reading and to his-red-head, guest and Chelsietx for taking the time to leave me reviews on the latest chapter. I appreciate the support, always have, and I always will.
Here's the next chapter for you now, and just a heads up, it's a little M-rated, and I apologise if you find it rubbish, I tried my best.
"Tell a lie," Clarisse said as she briefly averted her gaze away before looking back at him. "There have been plenty of people over the years to tell me that I am beautiful, gorgeous, and even exquisite. But mainly from pompous ass men who just wanted to sleep with me, as you already know. Being my bodyguard and head of security for the last how many years and all that. The only people it ever meant something from was Pierre and Philippe, and you, too, of course."
"Ahh yes, that's because it's true, you are very beautiful." Joseph said, and they both smiled at one another.
"You would tell me that I looked beautiful whenever I asked your opinion on my attire for some fancy dinner or ball. Or, whenever I purchased a new dress or outfit. Actually, come to think of it. You would tell me over and over that I was beautiful. Even when I wasn't dressed up and not wearing any makeup." Clarisse smiled.
"And even then, you still had no idea how I felt about you, did you?" Joseph mused, and they both laughed a little as Clarisse shook her head.
"No, I had no idea at all. To me, it was just my best friend telling me that I was beautiful. I trusted and valued your opinion, always have," she smiled as she studied his face, watched him look down between them a brief moment before looking back up into her eyes. "And I always will, of course. Just now, to hear you saying it as my husband means so much more."
"Well, you're going to be hearing it a lot more from now on, and yes, really. I mean every word I say, you should know that," he said, smiling as he raised his hands up to brush her hair back behind her ears before cupping her face in them and leaning in to kiss her slowly a moment. Pulling back, he gazed into her sparkling blue eyes with a mischievous smirk on his lips. "You do realise that you are now actually facing me?"
"Ahh," she said simply and looked down between them a long, silent moment as he rested his hands gently on her shoulders.
"What's wrong?" Joseph asked softly.
"It's just I'm nothing like your past girlfriends," she said somewhat sadly and slowly looked back up into his eyes, "and I just thought that you wouldn't like me once you see me like this. That it'll put you off."
"Are you kidding?" Joseph exclaimed while lowering a hand down between them and placed it lovingly against her stomach, causing her to flinch a little at his touch, at the tickling sensation it caused. "I don't care that you have stretch marks, Clarisse. To me, they show that you carried two amazing children, and I love that. In fact, they make you even more beautiful. They are part of you. And I love you. All of you. Stretch marks and all," he said gently, his thumb brushing back and forth lightly over the spot just above her belly button as she smiled.
"Thank you," she laughed lightly as she stepped closer to him while reaching her arms up and locking them around his neck. "I love all of you, too."
Smiling, he wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her against his body as he leant in close to kiss her deeply on the lips a moment. Her bottom lip nuzzled oh so deliciously between his as she closed her eyes, and letting the kiss linger beautifully a moment, she lowered her arms back down, her hands smoothing over his shoulders and down onto his chest where she began to slowly unbutton the buttons on his shirt. One by one.
Breaking their kisses a moment later, and feeling a lot more confident than she was just moments ago, Clarisse pulled her head back and looked down between them as she grabbed hold of the bottom of his shirt and tugged it free from the waistband of his trousers before biting her bottom lip and daring a look back up into his eyes. Eyes so full of desire, need. It caused a shiver to run through her from head to toe. Never before had she been looked at in that way, and it made her feel good. Sexy. Aroused. More than she ever thought possible.
"That's better," she smirked mischievously and looked back down between them as she finished unbuttoning the remaining few buttons of his shirt before pushing it from his shoulders and down his arms as he took a step closer to her and nuzzled her gorgeous neck, causing her to gasp and close her eyes in response. "Ah ha, ooh," she moaned and tipped her head to the side, giving him better access to her neck as she grasped hold of his strong, muscular arms tightly. Her perfectly manicured nails digging into his skin as she did. Not that Joseph minded, of course.
Pulling back a moment later, Joseph gazed into her eyes for the briefest of moments before leaning closer to whisper, "I want you Clarisse," in her ear and kissing her neck once again.
Turning her face to him, her lips finding his in a brief fiery kiss before whispering against his lips. "I want you, too," she said, shocking herself over her confession. She had never told any man, not even her first husband, that she wanted them before. But she did, oh how she wanted him. He was awaking something so wonderfully delicious deep inside of her, something she had never felt before, and she couldn't wait to be with him. To feel him. To become his.
Letting go of his arms, she moved her hands now back between them and began to fumble with the buckle on his belt to undo it as he quickly freed his arms from the sleeves of his shirt and tossed it to one side before reaching his hands back up to cup her face in them once again and kissed her. Slowly. Sensually. Passionately. Their tongues danced together as she grasped his sides.
Breaking the kiss a moment later, her lips red and swollen, Clarisse gazed lovingly up into her husbands eyes for the briefest of moments before looking down at her hands as she brought them up between them and placed them flat against his sexy chest. Soft, delicate hands against hard muscles that rippled under her touch.
Joseph's heart pounded in his chest, his erection throbbing in his trousers, as he watched her slowly run the tips of her fingers down through the hair on his chest, something he knew, she had always found attractive on a man, and down over his torso, until she reached the waistband of his trousers. After undoing the button and zipper, she looked up into his eyes with a mischievous smirk on her lips and stepped closer to him as she slipped her hands in the top of his trousers and began to slowly push them down.
Inhaling a deep, unsteady breath at her touch, he knew he had to take control, what little he had left of it, or he wouldn't last. Not with the most beautiful woman in the world, with her hand moving closer and closer to his erection, stood before him wearing the most sexiest lingerie he had ever seen. So, taking a small step back, he quickly shrugged out of his shoes, removed his trousers, and stepped back closer to her. Crouching slightly, he wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, while his other hand grasped hold of her thigh, and lifted her of her feet, causing her to laugh out in surprise as she locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
No words were spoken, just kisses shared as he turned to the bed with her in his arms and carefully knelt on the edge of it before manoeuvring them so he could lie her gently down on the top of the bed, her legs still wrapped around his waist as he rested his body gently down on top of hers, causing her to gasp in surprise as the hardness of his erection, that was still confined rather tightly in his boxers, brushed against her center, and buried his face in the crook of her neck while his elbows now rested on the bed either side of her.
"Are you okay?" He asked gently, and feeling her nodding beneath him, he began placing soft kisses to her neck and along her jaw as she loosened her legs from around his waist and her arms from around his neck, and smoothed one hand to the back of his head while her other hand grasped the back of his shoulder.
"Uh huh, yes," she replied and briefly closed her eyes when he shifted his weight onto one arm while slipping his hand down to hold her thigh against his hip, his fingers slipping under the garter on her leg. "It's just it's been a while," she whispered.
"I know it has, but it'll be okay," Joseph whispered back as he moved his kisses lower over her chest and the swell of her breast a moment before lifting his head to gaze lovingly down into her eyes. "May I?" He asked.
Nodding, she took her bottom lip between her teeth and took several deep breaths as he lifted his hand from her thigh and moved it up to slowly slip the bra strap from her shoulder and moved it down, freeing her left breast before cupping it a moment in his hand. Lowering his head, he first kissed her nipple before taking it in his mouth. "Ah ha, mmm," she laughed and closed her eyes, her back arching uncontrollably beneath him as shards of pleasure coursed through her. It felt so damn good, his tongue circling her hardened nipple, tasting her, teasing her - something she couldn't recall ever experiencing before, but it tickled also, and she couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh," she blushed, one hand covering her eyes.
"Don't be sorry, it's perfectly okay to laugh," Joseph said with a chuckle as he raised his head a little to give her a quick glance before smiling against her nipple and shifting his weight onto his other arm, to repeat his previous actions on her other breast.
"You will go slow, won't you?" She whimpered a moment later as Joseph swirled his tongue teasingly around the hardened nub of her right breast before placing soft kisses back over her chest and up into the crook of her neck.
"Mm of course," he replied, smiling against her neck as she tipped her head back a little at the sensations his lips on her body were causing. It had been so long since she had been intimate with anyone, and even then, it never made her feel the way he, her new husband, was making her feel right at this very moment. He was doing beautiful things to her body, and they hadn't even really started yet.
She couldn't wait to experience what else was to come between them, but yet, at the same time, she was worried about it too. It had been such a long time after all, and the only other person she had been with was her first husband. No one else. With him, it was bland, never started like this. It wasn't ever satisfying for her, either, and it certainly wasn't anything to write home about. As they say.
But it wasn't just that she was worried about. She was starting to feel a little anxious about some rumours that she'd heard among staff over the years and had completely forgotten about until now. Rumours about him being well endowed. But being best friends and not wanting to know that about him, she had simply brushed them aside, deciding to ignore them. But now, as they lay together, she wondered, could the rumours actually be true?
"If I ask you to stop, you will stop won't you?" She asked nervously and opened her eyes to look up at him when she felt him pushing himself up so he was now hovering slightly above her. His hands on the bed either side of her shoulders.
"If you ask me to stop, then I will most definitely stop. And the same goes for if I'm hurting you too, I will stop," Joseph said softly, gazing down into her gorgeous glistening blue eyes while lifting one hand from the bed to cup her face. "I know that you are worried with it being our first time, but you should know that I would never do anything to hurt you."
"I know you won't, of course," Clarisse said with a small nod and reached her hands up to cup his chin in them as she gazed lovingly up into his eyes, "I'm sorry for asking, it's just been so long since I was last intimate with anyone, and…" she said, trailing off. Hesitant now to continue.
"And what?" He asked softly while smoothing his thumb back and forth over her cheek as they continued to gaze into each others eyes.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter," she said with a smile and small shake of her head, feeling foolish now for bringing it up in the first place. So what if he was well endowed? She already knew that her experience with him would be much, much different to that with her first husband.
"Are you sure?" He asked and watched as she nodded.
"I'm sure," she said and lifted her head to briefly press her lips to his before resting her head back down on the pillow and smiling up at him while smoothing her thumb over his lips. "I know everything will be just fine."
"I promise," he replied softly and flashed her his reassuring smile before lowering his head to kiss her slowly a couple of times while carefully resting his body back down on hers and pressing her deliciously into the mattress as she snaked her arms back around his neck and laughed lightly against his lips.