".... But we only did that yesterday..." Shelby found herself saying in a cute whisper as her eyes lowered, blushing heavily, especially when the thought of their lovemaking the previous day surfaced in her mind. Her body tingled as those memories swept into her mind’s forefront. Her beautiful lustre blue eyes flushed into a darker shade as she let herself go due to the passion.
"hahahahahaahahahaha..." Ian chuckled in amusement, pausing her antics,
"I remember someone telling me with confidence that she would bear my baby within a year..." Ian raised an eyebrow, teasing her. Shelby tried to make herself smaller but could not escape him. Ian continued,
".... and, I wasn’t aware that there was a rule against the number of times I can make love to my wife...."
’Wife...’ That word had come up many times between them, but at this time, both of them thought back to the night before and surprisingly, even Ian found himself reacting physically to it. They were reminded of how Ian had asked her for her hand in marriage and impaled her at the same time. This had become a sweet memory only cherished between the two of them.
Ian’s hand creeped up and brought her closer to him, landing his mouth on hers. His lips softened as if any slight pressure from him would break her. Ian moved his lips fleetingly over hers, licking and nibbling at the time, barely touching her.
"Ughhh!" he groaned, feeling more tormented with his actions than Shelby who was on the receiving end. She melted in his embrace, lost in that moment of pure bliss while welcoming the sweet torment of his mouth.
He backed away from her slightly, softly touching her cheeks and rubbing it fondly,
"I love you, Shelby Monroe." Ian found the words falling out of his mouth before he even realized. The declaration shocked both him and her at the same time.
The first time they had consummated their marriage, he had ’proposed’ and now, he was confessing? It looked like they were about to have another memorable time together.
’Did I just say that? Have I ever said that to my Elfin?’ Most importantly, Ian tried to think if he had ever said those words to Aliya, the only woman who had been able to move him so much that he had nearly neglected his very being and essence until Shelby had appeared. He tried to think back but his mind was not really functioning as it should.
The thing was, even if Ian had ever said those words to Shelby in the recent past, something about the way he said it on this particular evening had Shelby’s heart skipping multiple beats like she had a heart problem of a sort. She felt as if her heart had dropped out of her rib cage as she stared at him a bit foolishly, making her look cuter. His eyes confessed way more that his words did.
Ian traced the bangs that rested just above brows, drawing them away and out of the way and he leaned and gently kissed Shelby’s forehead.
Ian smiled, interrupting her words,
"You’ll be the death of me!" he added, looking so deeply in her eyes that Shelby felt as if he was staring deep into her soul. She felt something stir deep within her. This love confession had just been too sudden! Yet so perfect!
Her slightly swollen lips parted slightly as she panted lightly in his arms. Ian’s hands ran down the dress, over her contours, especially because she seemingly had nothing underneath the simple white dress ... again!
Ian did not want to even think of her figure. It was so seductive and enticing at the same time! It beckoned to him, and he responded readily.
He swooped down again and there was no softness this time around. She instinctively responded to the kiss, sucking on his lips while Ian played with her tongue . Shelby tasted the wine, and she couldn’t tell whether she was getting intoxicated from the wine or him.
For Ian, the beast in him had been awakened, and there was no turning back from that. That kiss was already out of control for both of them.
Their rings pulsed, a bright light fleeting all around them. In the room, only the small moans were heard from the two of them, creating a very ambiguous atmosphere.
Shelby’s body seemed to be on fire just from the intense kiss. The large hand that pressed against her, wound around her tiny waist, eliminating all gaps between them. His male fragrance mixed with that slight wine scent caused her to wiggle on his lap, wanting more of him, while at the same time, she wanted to retreat.
However, at that moment, Ian deepened the kiss even more, refusing to allow her shrink back. His fanatical and passionate kiss made her confused out of her head, her mind emptied of all thoughts, as she grew weaker with all those emotions fighting for attention in her.
She let go and allowed Ian to do whatever he wanted with her body.
Ian retreated just a bit, his grey pupils hot with passion as he looked at her in his arms. It was as if he had never had his way with her. All the emotions coursing through him felt so new and unexplored.
His eyes moved from hers down to her lips, which were very reddened from all the havoc wreaked on them.
Those lips enticed and invited him at the same time, but this time, he did not return to them. He followed the light rising and falling of her chest and leaned down. Ian used his teeth to hook up to the zipper in front of Shelby’s dress and slowly unzipped it just enough for the dress to loosed up and drop from her shoulders, barely reveling the beautiful twin peaks hidden underneath it.
Ian slipped one hand of the dress down. His eyes narrowed with pleasure at the flawless pink mound that teased his eyes. Her nipple was already taunt, standing stiff and erect baiting him to touch and that is precisely what he did. Ian moved his hand to cup the fleshy mound, focusing so intently on it. He jiggled it as if oblivious to the sensations going through her. Shelby pushed her chest lightly forward for him and closed her eyes.
Ian supported Shelby’s back and moved his fingers expertly over the teasing nipples as if he was playing a musical instrument.
"Hmmm.... Do you like it?" He teased as he leaned over and started kissing around her neck. He bit on the soft flesh and then soothed it by licking and then kissing it. It was like a soft and cold approach that triggered minor pleasurable tremors in her. She gripped his top and an involuntary moan escaped her.
Shelby felt on fire, but the problem was that Ian was concentrating exclusively on one breast only!
The other breast tingled as if it also wanted attention and a pool gathered in her nether regions as well. Shelby unconsciously tried to turn a bit to give him room to alleviate the pressure that was building in there. Ian chuckled at that action and the started twirling the breast in his palm. In fact, her breast settled comfortably in his palm as if it was meant for it. Ian loved playing with it and made no secret about that.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise as Shelby whimpered, took the other neglected breast in her own hand and started to massage it to bring her relief. It was not the same, but it was better than nothing to Shelby. However, that was only temporary, as he let go again!
"Good girl," he whispered and then swooped down for her already reddened and very swollen lips.
The kiss was frantic as he had a core need that needed to be satiated asap. For Shelby, her brains blew out. She kneaded her breast and responded to his kiss at the same time. Her mind was a mess, and only one thing was clear. This was the man on whose lap she sat.
He continued ravishing her, and she melted totally in his arms. This made him smile in satisfaction. Ian felt so contented just because of the way she was in his arms. He was in an emotional serenity of a sort. He moved back slightly and pecked her lips under his hooded gaze.
"What am I going to do with you?" He said in a helpless voice. At that moment, his heart constricted and overflowed with emotions abound. He wanted to express those words but had no accurate words to fully and wholly express how he felt then.
Ian felt that a simple ’I love you’ would never suffice, and he had already said those words. He had no idea how he had gotten to that state, but Ian knew one thing: Shelby was his world and would do everything he could to cherish and protect her.
He did not even care that she had not said those endearing words to him that night. For one, he felt that even if he had not said anything, Shelby could feel the depths of his feelings for her... and he was right.
However, this scared the shit out of both of them especially when they felt their growing feelings for each other with each turn of the clock. It was all that bond at play and there was little to nothing that they could do to stop it but go with the flow.
Another thing was that Shelby wore her feelings on her sleeve, and that melted his heart. She did not need to say the words, because he knew!
When she slightly moved to get a better position, he hissed and let out a groan due to a certain impatient guy poking at her bottom.
"Ngggg!" He let out the moan instinctively and stiffened only for a fraction of a second. Ian then lifted her slightly. The intention was for her to get a better position, but only to realize that she was bare-bottomed when her dress rode up. He had suspected initially, but as his hand passed over her bare butt, he whispered,
"Naughty girl! Just the way I like it."
He slipped one hand between them and started to tease her wet, open entrance.
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