Epilogue #3
She wrapped her legs around his waist even as she marveled at his strength. He carried her over to the bed and lay her slowly upon it, still kissing her frantically, deeply, and thoroughly.
She could hardly think; there was too much going on at the same time. He loomed over her, spreading her legs wide.
This is it. She thought, holding her breath.
Then, to her shock, he dived down, burying his head between her legs. She felt the cool wetness of his tongue licking against her and gasped. She reached down and grabbed his hair, trying to pull him away from her most secret place, but he didn’t budge.
Her feet felt weak as pleasure washed through her. Daisy’s body shook as his tongue flicked at her before his mouth closed around a sensitive nub and he suckled.
She cried out, her back arching as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed her. She had no idea her body could give her so much ecstasy.
Then it crested and crashed in a kaleidoscope of sensation that sent her reeling, her vision whiting out, feeling like she was floating away on a cloud of pleasure.
“Oh God.”
“My name is Edmund,” he jested, as he lifted his head from her mound.
She snorted in surprised laughter but was feeling too blissful to do more than that. Her eyelids fluttered, and she thought she might just nod off.
“Oh no, we are not yet done,” Edmund said before diving down to kiss her neck, before licking it and suckling. His hand kneaded her breast, and suddenly her body woke up again.
“I…” She began to say but then lost her train of thought.
He chuckled against her flesh, his warm breath ghosting against her ear and making her shiver. “I do believe I have rendered you speechless.”
“Yes. You have,” she agreed enthusiastically. “What’s next?”
He began to kiss his way down her stomach, his fingers questing against her inner thigh, caressing softly, and awakening her nerves before he pushed his finger inside her.
She tensed and then relaxed, spreading her legs wide as his finger curled, and then he inserted a second one, spreading her opening wider.
“My perfect, perfect wife.” He reached down and kissed her mound before his hand moved again, causing sparks to ignite inside of her.
She gasped, arching upward, pushing her sex into his hand, wanting more of that touch.
He moved upward, kissing her hard as she felt him rubbing the tip of his member against her. He pushed his cock into her gently, and she made a sound, half pleasure, half fear. He put her nipple in his mouth, suckling it as he pushed deeper into her.
“Oh…” she moaned, feeling both pleasure and pain.
He widened her legs and delved deeper.
“Oh…” she cried louder; head thrown back.
“It’s going to hurt a little, and then I promise you, the pleasure will come.”
“The pleasure’s already here.”
“Good.” He pushed hard, and she jolted as a sharp pain went through her.
“Oh!” she squealed.
“Hush…” he soothed, sucking her breast and then blowing on the cool flesh. The feeling of him inside of her was so immediate, so filling she had nothing to compare it to.
She’d thought that having his mouth on her was the most intimate thing that could happen, but she had been wrong. She felt joined to him in a way that could not be experienced any other way.
He pulled back slowly and then thrust into her, his motions smooth and unhurried. Every thrust caused tendrils of sensation to zip through her, making her legs weak and her heart stutter.
“Oh, Edmund,” she groaned, eyes closed.
He kept a steady rhythm, his breath coming in loud pants as he possessed her completely. She thought she might die from the pleasure of it, but it just kept getting bigger and bigger.
He snaked a hand between them, rubbing at her nub even as he kept thrusting. The pleasure balloon burst into a thousand pieces, scattering her like a constellation of stars, and she lost herself in the frenzy once again, having no choice but to submit to it.
Edmund threw back his head and cried out, and even as her inner walls pulsed, she felt him spill into her. Then her entire body contracted before another climax overcame her.
She shivered with pleasure, while Edmund looked down at her, his head resting on his hand. His other hand lay on her belly, tracing random patterns on her flesh.
She reached up to put her hand atop his. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Expecting what?”
“For it to feel so…”
He smiled. “So…what?”
“Transcendent.”
He nodded. “Well, I’m glad that you enjoyed yourself. I did too.”
“Is it always like that?”
He let out a loud breath. “You mean special? Wondrous? Only with you, my dear Daisy.”
She got up on one elbow and turned to face him. “You say the sweetest things.”
“Well, I must keep you happy, must I not?”
“I am happy.” She looked into his eyes. “I want you to be happy too. Will you show me how to do that?”
“You mean…?” He cocked an eyebrow.
“I mean, show me how to please you.”
He smiled. “It will be my pleasure. But let the records show that I experienced as much, if not more, pleasure as you did today.”
“I’m glad.”
She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I love you so much.”
He cupped her chin and kissed her back. “Not as much as I love you.”
The End?