HI Folks! Finally, we have come to the end of this fan fiction of Ms. Scarlet and The Duke. I did this lovingly and without compunction because to me this is how William and Eliza are. Married with a future in the USA. This is how they spent their wedding night the opulent accommodations afford by Mrs. Parker who was genuinely happy that she had finally gotten a husband! Enjoy! Please let me know what you think! Not only of this chapter but of the whole 3 book arc. Thank you so much for your attention. Love - Carebearmaxi

Funny Meeting You Here

Book 3/Chapter 26

"Mrs. Parker was not joking when she said these were elaborate accommodations," William said. "We'd better send her something more than just a polite thank you card."

Eliza was silent as she walked into the suite. It had its own large bath with a beautiful elaborately carved fireplace. Eliza purposely walked past the bed where she would sleep with her husband William for their first night together as a married couple.

"What were you saying?"

"It's only the second time I've seen you not utter a word today. I must marked this down," William teased as he watched Eliza sit on the bed. William eyed her and he looked at his watch.

Suddenly knowing that Eliza was his wife, he was almost hesitant in bringing her to bed. Odd since they had made love many times before now. It just felt different because now he had a ring on his finger and Eliza had a matching one on her hand plus that little bauble in a rose shaped setting he gave her when he first returned.

Eliza rose from her sitting position and giving William a most 'come hither' look grabbed him by the tie and said, "Let's take a bath."

William sat back in the bathtub while Eliza kneeled outside the tub clad in only her satiny robe and rubbed shampoo into William's hair.

"Did I tell you how much I love your hair?"

"Many times, but go ahead if you must again," William said watching his wife as she stood up behind him scooted around the back of the tub to help massage his scalp on the other side. He liked seeing her robe half open every other place as she moved. He caught glimpses of a jiggling breast and slight flash of a dark patch of hair between her legs. With a wet hand reached out and pulled open the white satin gown a little further revealing Eliza's breast in full. The view invited his touch. He briefly cupped it with a wet hand.

Eliza shivered at William's touch. She knew if he did it again, she would succumb. So not desiring their love play to begin and end too fast this night, she playfully slapped his hand and said, "There'll be time for that later, my love."

As she started to work the soap in his hair to a lather, she separated some strange fibers from his scalp.

"What is this in your hair? Wedding Cake?"

"Not surprised when you practically threw the cake at me."

"I did not! I may have missed your mouth a bit, but I would never throw cake at you!" Eliza protested.

"Well, I have no idea how it ended up there then," William smiled and relaxed back in the water as he bathed in the feel of Eliza's fingers in his scalp and the scent of her.

"Rinse," she commanded.

"You're awfully bossy, wife. Come here, he said gently gripping her wrist while her hands were still covered in suds."

Eliza laughed and said, "I'm not bossy. You just need to get in that water to rinse….now!"

As William ducked down into the water to rinse his hair with his eyes closed, Eliza disrobed and stepped into the bath and sat across from him. William was a large man with long legs, but this did not deter Eliza. She managed to find a small space as William felt the water shift and her legs touch his as she had stepped into the tub, so he moved his legs apart to accommodate her.

Eliza sat between William's long legs. He bent his knees and teased her by touching her breasts gently with a bent knee. Eliza kissed his knee and then ignored him at first because the water was still piping hot and felt good on Eliza's skin and settled her nerves a bit after they had been at fever pitch all day.

It was now time to have a different fever.

Eliza rose on her knees and did not have too far to travel to get to William. She leaned against his body feeling all the parts of him now wet and growing hard with desire. William felt Eliza's lips on his and enveloped her. He trailed kisses down her neck as she held him tight. His hands eventually came to clasp her small waist. He wrapped both arms around her and pulled her close. He buried his nose in her neck, and she had her hands in him everywhere enjoying him and knowing he was hers totally.

He growled deeply, and Eliza laughed loudly as she laid her head on his shoulder. When they pulled apart just far enough to look into each other's eyes, Eliza smiled her brightest smile and continued to wind one of William's curls around her finger.

His grasp fell to her hips as her arms wound around his shoulders. He held her until she straddled his lap. Their gaze never leaving each other's face in fascination of each other and knowing that this act was perfectly legal as they were now married.

"You feel that?" Wiliam asked deeply his fiery gaze never leaving Eliza's face. He held her tight with both arms.

"I feel it…" Eliza purred. William was rock hard underneath her.

"Can't believe I'm want you even more now that you are my wife. Must be something about a gold band," William whispered back ending in a kiss on Eliza's mouth and then his lips trailing down her neck and tops of her breasts.

Eliza leaned back in his embrace allowing William better access to her body. He kissed across her chest just to the top of her breasts and then he pulled her to meet him, and he kissed her neck and took the pin out which was holding up the remnants of her wedding hair. The blonde cascade of her softness bathed him in gold light. He shifted as he began to tremble with the need to be inside her again. This time it would be different. By divine ceremony she was is and he was hers for the taking in heart, body, and mind. He felt the shaking of her knees under the water as she continued to kneel in the close watery space and shivered from his beard touching her white soft skin.

She cried softly, "William, I need you," to which he looked into her eyes which were half lidded with passion and anticipation of them melding into one with the water to assist. Eliza then took the lead and squeezed his well-muscled shoulder with one hand and holding the side of the tub with the other she shifted and sunk onto his hardened shaft. Eliza's eyes closed with pleasure and her breath caught as she sank so low as to take in all of William's formidable girth. She leaned forward as they started to move. She enveloped his mouth and beard into her own mouth.

"I could drink you in, my love, and drown," Eliza whispered in his ear trailing kisses and love bites down his neck. She smiled against his other shoulder this time as she felt the rush growing. Eliza felt William's skin grow prickly with gooseflesh in response to her loving him. An intense fire rose in her and the only way to quench it was to move with William faster and faster. Soon the sensuous rush overtook them both causing their fire to burn hotter and faster like a Roman Candle and then bursting into sudden small twinkles of light.

William slowed their rhythm teasingly sighing low in his throat.

William kissed her and looking at her said breathlessly, "I want nothing between us. Not even the water. I want to feel you against me in that bed woman. Then I might be done with you," he finished with a serious twinkle in his eye.

Eliza lowered her head and placed her head under his chin and kissed him there where his neck met his chest. She came back up and smiled slightly at him. Her eyes were lidded as well.

On shaky legs Eliza unbent her knees and stood. Her eyes never left William as he stood to his full height with great rivulets of water running down his broad chest, muscled stomach and hard erect penis. Even the curls at the base of his sex dripped water. Eliza ran her hand down his hardened chest and stroked his penis. They kissed while standing in the tub. William held her in his arms. He stepped from the tub and then he took her hand. He kissed her hand gallantly as if she were a queen then he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Eliza grabbed the extra towels from the chair as they proceeded to the large four poster bed. Gently William put her on her feet and dried the water droplets. They kissed every now and then. Eliza, though, much shorter dried William as best she could. What the towel could not dry her lips made more wet as she kissed every part she dried. Her legs tingled and her breath caught in her throat with viewing the breadth of her husband's chest and the perfection of his other parts.

"I think I prefer you wet," she whispered as William lifted her to the bed and bounced her on the top of it. Eliza giggled as William responded to her comment by saying, "We'll see who's wet now! " William eagerly climbed onto the bed as best he could since he was so needful of her it practically crippled his legs.

More serious and tender, he came to lay on top gazing down into her eyes. He was encased between her thighs. Her legs surrounded his waist. He brushed away a lock of her hair and ran the back of his hand sweetly down her cheek. He spoke loving words softly in his softest voice waxing eloquent in his love and passion. He kissed her deeply and felt her body rise to his as they drank in each other's breath. Eliza's hands ran softly up William's spine.

He rested his closed hand against his wife's cheek. "God, Eliza, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I am the luckiest man in the world to know you love me. I will always try my best to protect you and love like you should be." He kissed her again moving gently against her with gentle thrusts into her. Eliza rocked her hips to have him go deeper. She could barely draw breath for the feel of him around her and inside her. "Harder, William, harder." She begged quietly.

Eliza looked into his blue eyes and smiled. A tear escaped as she could barely say to him, "William, I'm the lucky one. A man whom I have driven crazy trusts me to be his wife and to be the mother of his children. I think you're the courageous one. I should have admitted how much I love you before this," she ended in a whisper and felt William's warmth leave her upper body has he crawled to the end of the bed and knelt with this face between her legs.

He took his finger and stroked her quivering sex and then found her most sensitive knub. He saw and felt her deep intake of breath as he massaged it with his one finger and his thumb driving Eliza to ecstasy as he heard her moan and saw her bite her lip. His view from his vantage point increased his desire more than he thought possible. She was beautiful. Her nipples were erect, her breasts were rounder, and her skin flushed pink and glowed.

"Have mercy, my love," she gasped when he began to lick her clitoris and feel his beard against her most delicate skin. Eliza could barely draw breath as his mouth continued to suck and lick her in that most vulnerable spot. He rubbed each inner thigh with his bearded cheek and smiled the wickedest smile as he continued. The candlelight and the quiet surrounded them isolated them from all that went on outside of that room. They had foregone a bright light once the door was shut and locked behind them and the DO NOT DISTURB hung on the doorknob. As soon as Eliza's folds started to throb against his mouth, he knew she had had enough.

He was so hard. He needed a release. He crawled up to look into Eliza eyes. She had placed her hand on his cock and knew what he needed.

They switched positions. William lay on the bed with the thick quilt driven to the floor in the writhing. The soft down mattress and pillows supported William as he reclined with his beautiful, seductive wife on top of him. Her long blonde hair covering bits of her naked body.

She sank onto his thickened shaft. As she observed his body laying a supporting hand on his chiseled abdomen the increase of completion quickened and she wanted William to have his first. She caressed him within her in a slow vertical motion. He groaned and with his hands low on her waist he directed how hard he needed to be inside her and then away, in and out. She wrapped her husband in succulent open-mouthed kisses as he sat up and leaned against his straightened arms against the billowy tilted pillows. William met her at every rise and fall increasing with each stroke. Eliza ran her hand down his broad chest with one hand as William's strong legs and hips shifted in moving himself within her. Her mouth trailed its way to his mouth, and they kissed slow passionate deep kisses. Soon, their rhythm increased. At one point, she reached behind her and placed her hand on his testicles and felt them thrust against her bottom. William made a quick intake of breath and threw his head back with the oncoming of his orgasm.

"Wife, you are so good…so good…" he sighed and moaned as Eliza moved faster and faster. The rush had come, and William bucked crying out his wife's name as he pumped his life into her, and she tried to hold him inside her as long as she could. She wanted to absorb his essence and, perhaps, they would conceive a child tonight. Maybe not. It did not matter. Whatever William wanted she would give him.

She bent down and placed her head on his chest and whispered 'I love you' breathily over and over again as their heartbeats began to slow. She lay down next to him as his shaft eventually softened and she was compelled to become a separate being once again.

Eliza slid to his side and lay her head against his bicep which she could still feel trembled. Both were regaining their breath. William lifted his arm and gathered Eliza against him as her head came to lay on his chest. Both were bathed in sweat from their vigorous loving. She turned to her side facing her husband draping her arm over William's chest and held him tight.

"I can hear your heartbeat, darling. It is one of the sounds I enjoy the most listening to your heartbeat after you've loved me." She could feel William's smile in her hair as he kissed the top of her head.

Then she said, "Darling, this may come as a surprise, but I just could not go on living if you ever stopped loving me."

William quickly retorted enclosing her in both his arms and pulling her tight against his chest. It amazed him that this woman whom he had been in love with since he was 20 years old could still feel insecure about him. She was his wife. He had her safely and legally and he loved her so deeply that nothing could ever drive him away from her. He whispered the question softly to her as he held her and could feel her heartbeat as their bodies were so close.

"Now why I would ever stop loving you Eliza? You are the most stubborn and the most beautiful woman I have ever known. You have tried my patience again and again. Put me in untenable positions and embarrassed me. I know you did not mean it. Through all that I only grew to admire you more until I am now so deeply in love with you that the thought of not being with you and not having you in my life would end my life. I could never stop loving you. Being separated from you with a whole ocean between us for almost a year did not end my being in love with you. Just the opposite and it makes me so happy to hear you love me. I am so happy you are now my wife. I can say with certainty that leaving without you will never happen."

Eliza rose on one elbow. She smiled a beautiful full smile and kissed her husband her husband! with all the love she felt in her soul.

She stroked his chest and kissed him repeatedly as she said softly, "Oh my love, I think I fell in love with you when I was 16 and saw you come down the front steps of my house dressed in my uncle's suit with that scarf. You were the most beautiful man I had ever seen."

They kissed again deeply.

Smiling and trailing kisses down his chest to the place where only a few moments ago gave her such ecstasy she raised her head up and said, "You still are."

Epilogue

A few hours later before they had to leave for the harbor to board their ship to the United States, William lay in the luxurious four poster bed. William laid in bed nude but covered with only one thin sheet on his bottom half baring his broad chest and expansive shoulders which his wife pleasantly eyed in the mirror across the room as she was pouring a drink.

Eliza stood at the bar wrapped in a sheet around her small, lithe body. Her long blonde hair draped her figure in long tendrils. She looked almost like a schoolgirl to William. He had to remember she was his wife now.

"Wife," William sarcastically called her. "Why don't you come over here? You're too far away."

Eliza pivoted on her heel and held a tumbler of amber liquid while clutching the sheet to her body with the other hand.

"First, Chief Detective Wellington of NYPD, you do not address me as 'wife'," she said eyeing William with a direct gaze. "While in the throes of passion that's fine and desirous but afterwards you may call me love, darling, or any other endearment but 'wife' is only sexy and welcome when you want me in bed."

She saw William raise his eyebrows at that statement and smile as she playfully made her way slowly to the bed taking a sip of the brandy every now and then. The room was large, so it took a few more steps for Eliza to make her way back to her husband.

She finally sat on the bed on his side, and William took the glass from her and finished her drink with one swallow. He could not resist caressing her shoulders with soft strokes.

"You are a temptress in that sheet, my love. However, I have one request."

Eliza eyed him and said, "Husband, what is the request?"

"Could you sing that ditty about the naughty wife?"

Eliza answered, "How about I just be a naughty wife…yours.