were too distracted by the free food and alcohol. I slammed the exit door behind me, not caring if it hit anybody and looked around at my surroundings. Luckily, even though I had only been here once before, I knew where I was. I took the nearest flight of stairs to my bedroom; it was obvious that George wouldn’t be joining me anytime soon. I highly doubted he would even make it to bed that night; what a wedding night this would turn out to be I laughed humourlessly to myself.
I reached the room within a few minutes and pushed open the door; the room was large and exquisitely decorated in gold. The walls held golden tapestries and antique furniture filled the room. A strong scent radiated from the large open fire that had already been lit, covering me in the delicious wood scent. I breathed it in before heading over to the corner and kicking off my heels.
Thankfully my bags had been brought up and I had something to change into. I huffed again at the irony of my wedding night, we had waited this long to consummate the marriage. Despite George’s drinking he felt strongly that we should wait until we were married to have sex. So I was frustrated and alone, I was going to need a release before I went to sleep.
A small noise from the other section of the room interrupted my thoughts. I dropped my bags to go investigate the source of the disturbance, curious to who was in my room. Stood in front of a second fire place, warming his hands was William.
I stopped in my tracks; I didn’t think I would see him again after I ran. He turned towards me, a sad smile edged across his features as he took me in. His silhouette was marked against the roaring flames of the fire. The only other thing in this side of the room was the large four poster bed, adorned with red roses with the light from the fire dancing off of it. I had dreamt for so long that this was what my wedding night would look like. The man I loved more than any other, in a place that was so beautiful.
I couldn’t hold back much longer, it had been so long since I had felt him and I was hungry for it. The black lust in his eyes showed that he felt the same; his eyes raked my dress. For now I no longer cared where he had been or why he was here now waiting for me. Thoughts of my husband passed out left my mind as my eyes met his; it felt like he had never left my side. He walked over to me quickly, not wasting any more time apart. He clearly wanted me just as much as I needed him.
The gap between us was closed in an instant as he wrapped me up in to his arms. I caved in to him willingly, pushing my body against his soft warm skin. His musky scent filled me; it was the same as I remembered it to be from so long ago. He pulled away from me; urgency was clear in his manner. Before I could breathe a word he slammed his lips down on to mine, crushing them beneath his own. I gasped loudly as he explored my mouth, my pussy already burning with desire. His hands searched my back, rubbing whatever skin was exposed on my body.
The feeling was sensational, overwhelming all my senses at the same time. He continued to explore my lips hungrily as if he had never felt them before. I joined him, feeling the passion and adrenaline surge through my body. What we were doing was so wrong but perfect at the same time, I couldn’t imagine being in anybody else’s arms but his. Whether or not he hurt me again I no longer cared at this moment, he was what I wanted. His fingers picked up speed, running the white ribbons of my dress between them.
I moaned as he caught my skin with his rough hands. He pulled away from me all too soon and moved his hands to my cheeks. He held them firmly in his palms, not allowing me to move. His eyes stared directly in to mine, piercing them and me. I could barely breathe as he took his fill of my face before crushing his lips roughly back on to mine. I moaned in pleasure as he pulled the first of the ribbons holding my dress in place.
It started to loosen as he continued down the back, slowly releasing me from its binds. My body shivered as his fingers teasingly brushed the new skin that he exposed. My dress dropped down to the floor, the sound echoing off the walls around us. His lips parted from mine again as I quickly took a step back to remove the dress from my feet. He watched me move, he eyes raking over my body.
All that covered me were my thin white panties, matching suspenders and bra. The fabric was delicate and lacy, fitting my tanned slender body nicely. I took one last look at my discarded wedding dress; this was definitely what I wanted and needed. I looked back up at William, lust and love filled his smile as he watched me hungrily. He moved suddenly, pushing in to me a second later. His suit pressed in to my exposed body as he reached up to remove his jacket. He threw it over a nearby chair, followed hastily by his sharp blue tie. He moved his hand to his shirt to take it off but I stopped him abruptly. It was my job to take that off; I wanted to feel his chest. He let me easily, dropping his hands away.
I quickly ripped the buttons apart desperate to be closer to him. Within a minute he was bare chested in front of me; his shirt joining the rest of his clothes. I reached out to touch his toned chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat behind the tanned skin. He moaned softly as I touched him and let my fingers trail over his smooth skin. My legs were growing weak now, my pussy alight with pent up frustration. I had not felt the touch of a man in the long years since I had met George and I needed it now, I craved it.
He grabbed my waist, lifting me firmly in to the air. I hit the soft bed quickly as I perched on the end waiting for him. He stood between my legs running his finger up my naked thighs, so close to my soaking pussy. He touched the thin fabric of my panties, almost sending me over the edge of desire.
Before my body could cave he took a step away from me. The sound of his belt undoing hit my ears as his trousers dropped quickly to the floor. He threw them over to the rest of the clothes along with his shoes and came closer. The only thing covering him were his black boxers, they were almost as dark as his jet black hair.
I moaned in anticipation, his erection was large and ready underneath the fabric, waiting for me. I reached up to remove my bra, wanting to be even closer to him. He stopped me quickly, shaking his head at my actions.
“No leave it on. I have imagined this day for so long, what our wedding would have been like. Please leave them on,” he whispered.
He words caught me off guard; I would never have guessed he would have imagined me like this. Even though I had been imagining this moment in my head for much longer than I cared to think about. I did as he wished, dropping my hands to my sides. He smiled immediately and moved his hands back to his boxers.
All urgency had returned as he dropped them quickly. His cock was released from its hold; a small amount of pre-cum glistened in the fire light, betraying his excitement. I licked my lips with the anticipation of his large size inside my tight pussy. He smirked as I stared at the cock I had missed greatly; he moved in closer, his short breaths caressing my tender skin. He pushed me down with his hand as I pulled myself further on to the bed. He leapt on top of me quickly, almost crushing the air out of my lungs. I could feel his damp cock pressing hard against my panties.
He reached down moving them aside so he could get to what he wanted. I stretched my legs willingly, desperate for him to be inside me. William gripped my thighs holding them tightly apart as I moaned at his rough touch. I breathed in heavily as he pushed hard into my waiting pussy. A small sign of satisfaction left his lips as he immediately started at a fast pace in side me. I struggled to match my breathing as he pounded harder, his lust evident. I tightened around him, feeling the length and size of his cock. He fitted my tight shaven pussy perfectly as he repeatedly hit my spot again and again.
My breathing peeked as he flipped my body over, resting me firmly on my hands. He knelt behind me, managing to push himself further in side. I screamed out into the room, letting him hold my thighs tightly in his hands. I could barely contain myself as he rammed me; I let the feeling flow over my body.
The built up frustration over the last few years intensified the feeling of him. William was the man I loved and he was fucking me harder and harder. I screamed as the pleasure hit all of my senses at once leaving me breathless.
My heart raced as he continued, keeping the pleasure going for longer than I thought possible. He came inside me just as I collapsed down on the bed exhausted, the last few waves running through my veins. The soft thuds of his heart on my back calmed me as our sweaty bodies intertwined. We curled up together on the indulgent feather sheets, allowing our hearts to return to normal.
“I missed you,” William whispered softly, kissing me on the forehead. I nuzzled my head onto his shoulder, making myself at home.
“I missed you too,” I said just as quietly whilst wrapping my arm around his chest. We lay for hours together as the sky darkened and the sun rose again. Neither one person nor sleep disturbed our peace.
After ten years we were finally together again; all I had to deal with now was my husband…
