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hungry.” She threaded her arm through his an d pulled him out of the bedroom. “You’ll see me in it soon enough.”
Percy sighed. “I’ve already waited three weeks! Five minutes ago wouldn’t be soon enough.”
Diana looked at him with surprise. If he only married her for her money, he was certainly acting the part of a love-struck husband well.
After lunch, they walked around the grounds of the house, and he kept his eye on the sun. Every few minutes he would say, “I think it might be bedtime.”
She laughed and put him off repeatedly. She was anxious about their wedding night and not willing to rush it along. They stopped in the gazebo and he took her hand, pulling her down to the bench and onto his lap.
She looked around embarrassed. “What if someone sees us?”
“Then they’ll think we’re a perfectly normal newlywed couple who cannot keep their hands off each other. Who am I to disillusion anyone?” Percy put his hand behind her head and pulled her face down to his for his kiss. It was the first time she’d allowed him to kiss her since the wedding ceremony, and he found he was feeling more and more frustrated by the minute.
The kiss was long and needy, his tongue slipping into her mouth to tangle with hers. One arm was a steel band behind her waist holding her in place while his other hand was caressing her breast through the linen of her gown.
Diana met the thrusts of his tongue with her own, surprised that even though she’d been hurt by him earlier, she still felt so much passion for him. Maybe that’s what their aura was about. They were just compatible passion wise, but not in any other way. She sank into his kisses, no longer caring if they were compatible in any way but physically. His touch set her on fire.
His lips left hers and traveled to the side of her neck and he bit her lightly there, causing her to moan with pleasure. “That feels so good,” she whispered.
Percy chuckled softly, delighted to realize that no matter what had been going on with her earlier, she still desired him in the same way she always had. “Holding you feels good to me. Let’s go to bed.”
She pulled away blushing and shook her head. “Not until after supper, at least. It’s not even dark out yet.”
He sighed. “Do you really think I’m only going to make love to you in the dark for the rest of our lives? I don’t want darkness.”
She pressed her lips to his again, shushing him. “The first time…can it please be dark?”
He looked into her eyes and saw how embarrassed she was. Finally he relented nodding. “The first time.”
She stroked his cheek with the palm of her hand. “Thank you for considering my feelings.” Most men wouldn’t she knew. She’d spent time alone with many men over the years, because her mother had insisted upon it. Of course, they’d always had a chaperon within sight, but not within an area that could hear. She’d learned a lot about men on those sojourns with her maid following behind her. “I really appreciate it.”
They made their way back to the house hand in hand a short while later, and she went up the stairs to change for dinner. She knew he didn’t hold to formal traditions in the country, but she wanted to look nice for him on their wedding night. She looked into the mirror as she pulled her clean dress over her head, amazed at how swollen her lips were. How would she look in the morning after he’d had time to kiss her for hours?
Diana was thankful she’d had Anna to tell her about what would happen on her wedding night, because her mother had tried, and had stammered through the whole process conveying nothing more than the fact that she would be naked in bed with her husband and he would kiss her. She knew that much!
When she opened her door to descend the stairs for dinner, she found him lounging against the wall opposite the door. He’d agreed to let her
Percy sighed. “I’ve already waited three weeks! Five minutes ago wouldn’t be soon enough.”
Diana looked at him with surprise. If he only married her for her money, he was certainly acting the part of a love-struck husband well.
After lunch, they walked around the grounds of the house, and he kept his eye on the sun. Every few minutes he would say, “I think it might be bedtime.”
She laughed and put him off repeatedly. She was anxious about their wedding night and not willing to rush it along. They stopped in the gazebo and he took her hand, pulling her down to the bench and onto his lap.
She looked around embarrassed. “What if someone sees us?”
“Then they’ll think we’re a perfectly normal newlywed couple who cannot keep their hands off each other. Who am I to disillusion anyone?” Percy put his hand behind her head and pulled her face down to his for his kiss. It was the first time she’d allowed him to kiss her since the wedding ceremony, and he found he was feeling more and more frustrated by the minute.
The kiss was long and needy, his tongue slipping into her mouth to tangle with hers. One arm was a steel band behind her waist holding her in place while his other hand was caressing her breast through the linen of her gown.
Diana met the thrusts of his tongue with her own, surprised that even though she’d been hurt by him earlier, she still felt so much passion for him. Maybe that’s what their aura was about. They were just compatible passion wise, but not in any other way. She sank into his kisses, no longer caring if they were compatible in any way but physically. His touch set her on fire.
His lips left hers and traveled to the side of her neck and he bit her lightly there, causing her to moan with pleasure. “That feels so good,” she whispered.
Percy chuckled softly, delighted to realize that no matter what had been going on with her earlier, she still desired him in the same way she always had. “Holding you feels good to me. Let’s go to bed.”
She pulled away blushing and shook her head. “Not until after supper, at least. It’s not even dark out yet.”
He sighed. “Do you really think I’m only going to make love to you in the dark for the rest of our lives? I don’t want darkness.”
She pressed her lips to his again, shushing him. “The first time…can it please be dark?”
He looked into her eyes and saw how embarrassed she was. Finally he relented nodding. “The first time.”
She stroked his cheek with the palm of her hand. “Thank you for considering my feelings.” Most men wouldn’t she knew. She’d spent time alone with many men over the years, because her mother had insisted upon it. Of course, they’d always had a chaperon within sight, but not within an area that could hear. She’d learned a lot about men on those sojourns with her maid following behind her. “I really appreciate it.”
They made their way back to the house hand in hand a short while later, and she went up the stairs to change for dinner. She knew he didn’t hold to formal traditions in the country, but she wanted to look nice for him on their wedding night. She looked into the mirror as she pulled her clean dress over her head, amazed at how swollen her lips were. How would she look in the morning after he’d had time to kiss her for hours?
Diana was thankful she’d had Anna to tell her about what would happen on her wedding night, because her mother had tried, and had stammered through the whole process conveying nothing more than the fact that she would be naked in bed with her husband and he would kiss her. She knew that much!
When she opened her door to descend the stairs for dinner, she found him lounging against the wall opposite the door. He’d agreed to let her
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