Tom lifted his mouth and cupped her breasts in his hands, moaning at her beauty. She seemed made for him, and he for her.
Of that he was certain.
Then he lowered her body back gently to the bed.
He eased her night rail down her legs, and gazed upon her naked form. She was heaven.
And he was determined to show her that bliss awaited them both.
Gently, he bent down and kissed her hips.
She startled. “What are you doing?”
“If you dislike it,” he murmured. “I promise to stop.”
She nodded slowly, her hands weaving into his hair. “I trust you, Tom,” she replied.
Those words shook him with their power. It was the greatest compliment she could give him.
Her trust in him.
That was wondrous indeed.
And so, when he trailed his mouth over the skin over her hips to the soft curve of her thighs, he did not hesitate in his dedication to pleasure her.
Oh no. He was determined to show her the wonder of her body and his joining together.
Gently, he parted her thighs, kissed the curve of them, and then lowered his mouth over her sweet folds.
He savored them, loving the sweet slickness. Every bit of her drove him wild with so much hunger, it was difficult to hold himself back, but he did.
He had to be patient. After a few moments of his tongue, she began to arch and moan on the bed. Her hips bucked against his face, but he did not stop.
He held her close until he managed to tease that perfect spot relentlessly. She let out a breathless cry.
Elizabeth bit her hand stifling the noise because neither of them wished to be discovered. But he could hear the whisper of his name against her palm and then he felt her pleasure ripple out against his mouth.
Slowly, he leaned back. He quickly divested himself of his own clothes, dropping them beside the bed and then he joined her, allowing them to be skin to skin.
Dazed by her own pleasure, she felt liquid against him. He loved that he had made her feel so at ease, so full of pleasure. He hooked her thigh over his and he allowed the head of his cock to rest against her opening.
He gazed deeply into her eyes, and then oh so slowly he began to rub himself back and forth against her slick core. She gasped in astonishment, and then he pressed himself forward.
It was difficult at first. For she was taut, but he continued to tease her with the head of his cock until she began to strain towards him with desire. And then he arched back and thrust forward, her hands grabbed onto his shoulders, and she tensed for a single moment.
Tom slowly rocked back and forth until her body relaxed, taking all of him.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, marveling at their union.
“Tom, this is the most strange and wondrous thing.”
He could not make reply because the feel of her was driving him towards the edge, an edge of loss of the ability to reason.
She was his undoing, and he wanted to be undone.
Elizabeth clung to him and he wrapped her tightly in his arms tightly around her body.
With deliberate need to please her, Tom rocked his hips back and forth, making certain to rub against that sweet spot that could bring her to release again.