Every part his fingers, his lips, his tongue... every part they touched had a burning sensation. She could feel her entire body turning red and she could not fight it.
It seemed as though he was really trying to make it up to her for being rough with her. He was going slow. So slow and tender that she could feel every hair on her skin standing in reaction to him. She could feel every breath that left his mouth. Everything was so vivid and clear yet she felt dizzy. It was contrasting and crazy.
"Since I was so wrong—" He was suddenly talking and her eyes flew open and they met his, with a seductive smile in place. Why wasn’t she pushing him away? Why wasn’t she even trying to fight him? She had no answer to that question at all. In fact the moment the question was entering her head, before she could even give it a second thought, it had already flown out of her head and she could not remember what she was even trying to think about.
"—I should seek forgiveness." He crooned and it was deep, coming from deep within his chest, vibrating, sending the same vibration through her system.
His fingers she realized were undoing the ribbon at her chest, "earnestly." He undid the ribbon and his hand slowly slipped into the opening at her chest, cupping her left breast in one hand and her toes curled at the contact.
"From the ones I have wronged," she felt his index finger slowing drawing circles round her nipple and her knee curved, "I shall seek forgiveness from them directly." She had never heard any words more sweeter than the ones that were falling out of his lips.
She knew he was seducing her, b_but what could she do? It had been three weeks... For three weeks, unintentionally, without even realizing it, she had longed to be seduced by him. She had unknowingly awaited for his caressing fingers to wake her up in the middle of the night, for his seductive whispers to feel her ears, for his fiery breath to brush upon her shoulders and nape, for his firm but soft lips to place kisses upon her skin.
She had awaited this seduction and she didn’t realize it. Even now she still did not know it. That she desperately wanted him, her husband to touch her tenderly like he used to.
His lips touched hers yet again and her eyes closed as his hand held her breast, massaging it in his hand. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.
"Hah," she breathed as he left her lips and finally took her breast in his mouth. He bit her, but it was nothing like that night. This bite was like a long kiss and her head turned as her fingers wound around his nape and into his dark tresses.
"Forgive me." He muttered over her breasts as he sucked and licked like there was apple juice dripping from that spot on her chest. "Forgive this barbaric husband of yours, my dear Spitfire."
At some point she knew she had become completely naked, she did not know how it happened, all she realized was that his kisses were trailing every part of her body like they had never done before. Even he was completely naked at this point. She closed her eyes
He held her foot in his left hand and he kissed her toes, one after the other. He kissed the arch of her foot and it tickled her. His lips touched her heel and her ankle, it was so slow. So slow that she almost wanted to scream.
’Just do it already!’ She wanted to cry out but she could not because even though it was slow, it was so good. It was shameful to admit, but it really felt good the way he was taking his time.
He fingers stroked her calf and a series of tingles in a crooked line followed that stroke, crawling up her thighs and settling at the center of her being, causing her to shudder and try to close her legs.
There was no way to describe the feeling except for sweet. It was sweet. It felt so sweet. The tingle that reached that part in her body that aching waited for him was sweet.
"Uh-uhn princess," He held her other leg from closing. "I enjoy the view." He said with a huge grin and her entire body flushed the brightest red in the same instant. She turned her face from him and face the balcony instead, but it did not help getting his words out of her head so her hands slowly fell atop her personal place and now trying to hide that embarrassing view that he said he enjoyed.
He was a barbarian, truly he was. He was so vulgar, this husband of hers.
She suddenly felt something hot touching her hand and she turned her head to see him pressing his member upon the back of her hand.
"Ack!" She flinched, instantly removing her hand from what she was trying to cover. Her face grew even redder. He was shameless!
He had a grin on his face, how could he grin in a time like this? How could he press that thing upon her hand!
"Shameless." She hmphed and all she earned was a smile that was so radiant she was almost blinded.
He suddenly placed a kiss upon her forehead and looked into her eyes, "You are truly beautiful when you flush." He purrs over her lips, "So beautiful that I which I could make a portrait of your naked flesh as red as it is in this moment so I can keep the image for all eternity." He kissed her cheek.
"But I cannot paint, therefore I shall not be able to do justice to your beauty, and I would kill any other person, man or woman before I let them see you in this state."