Chapter 3: The Sweetest Pleasure

Sunlight was streaming, and with it came a whisper of dandelion seeds. The jeering cricket chirp was now replaced by the sound of the humming birds and the sound of brisk wind howling through the slightly opened windows of a married couple's love shackle.

She cracked open an eye and peered through the hazy light. Stripped naked, she felt the chilling mist clung to the air and seeped through her bared skin. She clutched the covering up to her chest- marveled on the softness of the quilt, added to the warm skin nestling so intimately against her back. She rolled on her back slowly, in motion, until she came to look up at the face of the man she truly loved, her husband.

He was still sleeping. His face relaxed, eyes closed and his lips parted slightly. She smiled at how adorable he looked with his mussed hair. She loved watching him in his slumber state because he looked like a little boy. But he was more of a man for her. He looked ruggedly beautiful when he was sleeping without his clothes on. The cover was pulled all the way down his V-shaped torso, revealing a pleasurable sight of his sun-bronzed skin. He wasn't really massive in proportions, but sturdy enough- with thick muscular shoulders and thighs, seemed to fit her delicate petite form perfectly.

She snuggled closer to him. The heat of his body warmed hers. She sighed as her fingertips stroked a line path his defined chest and down the rippled muscles of his stomach, reminiscing their night of passion. He was such a tender lover in bed. She loved the way he kissed her. His tongue was hot velvet, penetrated the sweetness she willingly gave him. She loved the way he rained hot, wet kisses down the length of her naked body. She loved the way he caressed the undersides of her breasts- one hand cupped the fullness, and the way his thumb made lazy circles around her sensitive nipple. It made her toes curl into the rushes. She loved it when the heat of his hard arousal pressed so intimately against her separated thighs, and that low growling sound of pure male demand he made when he let her feel all of him.

She rubbed the side of her face against his warm chest, biting her lower lip when she felt the familiar liquid heat building between her legs. It had been a while since she last experienced sensual, erotic lovemaking- so consumed with heated passion. They had made love twice last night and it was the most incredible night of her life. It was the first time ever she felt loved, needed, cherished and valued by a man. Loving her husband made her feel delightful. She loved him with all her heart and had no idea why. Their marriage first came to be in name only, to keep their family reputation intact. It was a miracle that her heart belonged to him now- and would always be.

When she looked up at him in his still slumbering state, her heart swelled with love- filled with tenderness, warmth and desire. She smiled and leaned over to kiss the top of his forehead, then again slowly, on the bridge of his nose.

That was when he opened his eyes.

She pulled away slightly, resorted to her shyness. But she didn't move away from him, she pulled the cover up to her mouth and kept her gaze trained on him. She was silently hoping he'd remember their sensual night together, and he wouldn't push her away.

His vision had cleared, looking up at the most beautiful angel he'd ever seen. For a moment, he thought his mind was playing tricks on him. He closed his eyes, even shook his head in denial. A familiar light scent of flower reached him- and his eyes flew open when the logical part of his mind finally registered this strange twist. Those familiar enticing blue eyes, and the way her long honey blond hair cascaded around her shoulders- accompanied by the sweet scent of flowers. How could he forget his first time making love to the woman he loved the most?

His wife.

"Good morning," she murmured shyly.

His beautiful angel looked so soft and warm from sleep. The smallest smile tipped on the corner of his mouth, warm hazel eyes filled with tenderness and love for her. His hand lifted up to push a strand of her hair aside, thumb stroking her cheek.

"Morning, my beautiful angel," he said with a smile.

She blushed at his acknowledgement. There was a familiar warm knot in her stomach seeing his bared Egyptian sun-darkened skin, and the way he smiled warmly at her- with those dreamy hazel eyes- in the bright morning sunshine slanted through their bedroom windows. She couldn't think of anything but loving him more. It was exactly the way she'd felt every morning while she was making breakfast, and he would make his way to the kitchen, dressed in sweatpants and a robe parted to his waist- and his hair was slightly mussed from sleep. On weekdays, she woke up every morning to find herself cuddled up against him, snug and safe- and almost loved. It was a fantasy she thoroughly enjoyed every morning.

The only difference being that today- and from today onwards, it won't be some sort of pretenses anymore. After today, she would wake up deep in his arms- to the wonderful feelings having his strong arms wrapped around her and how he would clasp her close to his warm chest, and it was all for real.

He caressed her lovingly. "God...what do I deserve to have such a beautiful wife? If this is a pleasure I'm going to experience every morning from today onwards, I thank God and our arranged marriage for keeping us together," he said softly, nuzzling her neck.

"I won't leave you," she whispered, rubbing her nose against his chin. "I've grown to care for you so much."

His heart warmed in reaction to her vulnerability. Last night, she'd vowed her love for him over and over again. He was so overwhelmed and had never felt so cherished, so worthy, so desired and so loved. How could he resist such exquisite miracle?

He rolled over on top of her, gently took her in his arms as he stared down into her mist blue eyes. She was so beautiful with her rosy-colored lips still swollen from last night's passionate kisses, her skin translucent pale and her hair glimmered golden hue in morning light- draped over one slender shoulder. Emotions gripped his heart at such lovely sight. Loving his wife meant a world to him.

"I love you," he said tenderly, before he leaned down and captured her mouth in a searing kiss.

She willingly and lovingly gave in, cupping his face and pulling him closer for the kiss. She didn't even hesitate when she parted her lips for him, letting his tongue thrust deep into her mouth. Their innocent kiss turned hot, wet, wild and intoxicating. He took her mouth hungrily, feverishly settled against hers almost in frantic possessiveness. His desire intensified by each little sweet moan she gave, stifled against his mouth. She opened her eyes for a silent protest when he pulled away, but his hot gaze evoked such a warm tingling- especially the tingling sensation between her legs. Oh, how he could easily arouse her.

"I want to kiss you again..." she was being brazen, her eyes filled with white-hot desire for him.

He smiled a tiny smile and lowered his mouth to accept her invitation, tugging her lower lip with his and pulling her up to him. It was an open-mouthed, searing kiss that held nothing back. And she responded with equal passion, rubbing the tip of her tongue against his.

He made a short work of getting rid of the cover that shielded her beauty from him. She was still timid and tentative at first, but once his heated skin came in contact with hers- and his chest was rubbing against her soft breasts, she let out a little sigh of pleasure. It was a pleasant sensation to feel his hot skin rubbing against her teats. She felt such an intimate, erotic feeling being closer to the person she loved without a stitch of clothing on. Even more when he placed soft butterfly kisses on the soft spot below her earlobe, down to her neck and all the way to the base of her throat. Her sweet scent drove him to distraction, he rained kisses down her body almost savage in quest to mate with her.

"I'll give you everything you want," he whispered seductively against her skin.

His breathing excited her- wild, uncontrolled and ragged with need. Shiver of ecstasy made her tremble for more. He caressed her full breasts, his fingers closed over the silken heaviness of the gland. She closed her eyes, toes curled into the rushes under the cover as his thumb made lazy circles around her pink nipple until it was straining for more. He leaned down and took another breast into his mouth. His hot tongue brushed gently around the expanse of her teat, it was a delicious torture. She twisted and moaned, feeling wonderfully lethargic when he sucked her nipple while his hand stroked her flat stomach.

"Oh..." she almost came off the bed. Tremors of raw pleasure coursed through her body. She clung to his shoulders and closed her eyes in blissful surrender. He shifted his mouth from her breasts and pressed them hotly against her mouth. Again, his tongue penetrated the sweet treasure she offered. His hand moved to the lower part of her stomach, until he was caressing her inner thighs and slid his hand into the most sensitive part of her. She was already hot and wet for him- and it nearly snapped his own control.

"My love..." he slowly eased his finger up inside her moist sheath. His thumb rubbed the sensitive, delicate nub hidden between her slick folds. The pressure inside him was becoming unbearable seeing her reaction- so consumed with sexual enjoyment. She moaned his name as wave and wave of intoxication coursed through her body.

She willingly opened for him when he leaned down and kissed a path that lead to the very heat of her, wet and slick with her aching desire. She became consumed with intense white hot pleasure when his tongue rubbed against her, licking and tasting the moist heat he'd created in her- sweet and intoxicating. Her hips instinctively rose up in demand for more and she whimpered softly- the erotic sound nearly drove him crazy. And even more when he felt the first tremor of her release.

"My only love..." she cried softly, her voice was trembling from fevered arousal. Her body shook from tidal of carnal pleasure- in the form of liquid heat oozing out of her core. She let him weave the magic spell over her and when he'd done, he stretched up and captured her mouth for a long, passionate kiss.

"I want you...please...I want you so bad..." she moaned desperately against his mouth, licking his lip and boldly stroking that one thing she knew would take away his reserve.

He moaned her name, highly aroused from the chaos her touch had evoked. Her hand felt so good touching him down there. He reached down to where her hand held him and guided her, allowing her to feel his arousal fully. She bit her lower lip at the hot feel of him. He was already hard and erected like a stiff rod- and he would grunt in true pleasure when her palm rubbed the tip, catching that small amount of his hot desire for her spurting out. Then, he loosened her grip and took her hand, resting it on his chest while he slowly settled himself between her already parted legs.

"Not yet," he teased her, his deep voice so thick with apparent desire.

He pressed his hard arousal against the moist heat of her. A low mating sound came deep within his chest at the intense pleasure he was feeling. The heat was incredible. He'd never felt anything wonderful in his life than having a woman he loved to want him willingly and lovingly. His gentle wife writhed when he started rubbing their intimate parts together. The erotic sound and feel of him gave herself her own blissful ecstasy. As she met his heated gaze, she knew she'd loved him for the longest time- from the moment she saw him at the altar on their wedding day. The look on his face was so loving and so tender the second he leaned in for their first kiss as husband and wife.

"I love you..." she said softly, stroking the side of her husband's face so lovingly.

He leaned down and kissed her again, this time soft and sensual. His heart soared with emotions for her. "I love you too, baby," he sighed softly against her mouth.

And then he slid smoothly inside her. His thrusts were slow and deliberate. He slowly withdrew and then drove deep into her with such powerful surge. The sweet erotic love dance made her whimper with pleasure, added to his low growling sound of pure male demand. She was so incredibly hot and wet, longing drove him wild. He gave in to his need, giving his wife as much pleasure as she gave him. She arched up against him and wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him deep inside her. He covered her mouth to catch her moans and to plunder her sweet interior. His mouth was so wonderfully hot against hers and never left hers while the lovemaking took place.

They moved together, slow at first, and then their mating ritual became frantic. The bed squeaked from his hard thrusts. She was gasping for air as he was filing her more- fully inside her. The sensations finally broke and tremors of bliss exploded. His warm liquid immediately spilled forth inside her and his seemingly unending climax gave his wife her own release from the splendor. He growled deep in his throat and collapsed against her, while she closed her eyes- weak with content.

The remnants of their morning lovemaking eased slowly. He remained inside her just for a while, loving the feel of her around him. She opened her eyes and looked up at a pair of beautiful, warm hazel eyes staring down at her. He smiled softly and lovingly at her and she couldn't help but smile back, lifting her hand up to stroke his cheek.

He reached for her hand, his thumb caressed the finger that her wedding ring. For a moment, he held still, looking deep into her eyes. "I take you again. Our love will be stronger than ever and I vow to hold you in my arms every opportunity I get because there is no one, or no where I would rather be for the rest of my life than with you again," he lowered his head and brushed his mouth against hers gently. "I strive to show you my love for the rest of our lives. This is my promise to you."

The love she saw in his eyes made her heart tremble with emotions. She would take his vow again- to make them whole, to make them one.

Wrapping her arms around her husband's neck, she pulled him down for another kiss- and then brushed her lips across his gold band. She looked up at him through misty blue eyes, her heart swelled with love for him. "I love you then, I love you through, I love you now and I always do."

And she did.

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Something I wrote for something else I'm working for, but I decided to put it here since this is part of an excerpt for the story I'm working for. Yes, I do an expansion version for these three-shots, but I'm still trying to figure out the plot and hopefully I will have the story updated by January 2013 :)

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