empty. Angel had escorted her to one of the bathrooms on the main floor that had the
packages she had purchased that morning. Her stomach flip-flopped as she realized just
what would happen tonight. She was giddy and nervous, curious yet a bit frightened. It
took her a moment to realize it was her wedding night and smiled widely. She had
changed from her wedding gown to a white flowing long satin gown. She chuckled a bit as
she remembered what Amy had tried to make her wear, a corset-garter belt combo, which
she did buy, as she blushed, but not for tonight at least. She moved out of the study,
wondering where her husband had gone. She moved across the room and opened the
closed door and stepped onto the cold marble floor.
To her delight, she found a trail of red rose petals. She was a bit cautious at first,
worried that someone might see her, but then remembered what Angel had told her. He
had sent everyone to sleep at the large cottage on the other end of the estate, leaving the
entire mansion alone for both of them.
She walked at ease as she reached the large stairs and walked up each step that
was covered with petals. Her heart began to beat quicker, her nervousness heightened as
she reached the top and turned to the east wing were the petals continued. She let the
gown drag a bit on the floor, her mind preoccupied on more important things. Willow
walked down the hallway seeing a faint light glow in the middle of the hallway. She licked
her lips in anticipation of what would come. Before she reached the room, she vowed not
be scared, to not be nervous for she was about to be made love to by the man she loved,
by the man who loved her, by her husband. She turned and pushed open the half closed
door. Her eyes watered as she saw the surprise that awaited her. The large master
bedroom was filled with candles, imitating a soft glow to fill the room. Her bare foot took
a step inside, stepping onto the white soft carpeting, looking all around her. The trail of
the soft red petals stopped at the foot of the bed, where both nightstands held a wonderful
bouquet of long stem red roses, as well as on each other table in the elegant large room.
She looked at the king size canopy bed and saw the red petals scattered on the pulled
down covers. The white sheer curtains that hung from the top of the polls swayed as a
cool breeze entered the room, making her shiver. Her attention moved to the open French
doors to the terrace, that she was sure held a wonderful view. She walked deeper in,
uncounsiouly headed towards the bed as she looked around the room, looking at the
wonderful impressionist paintings hung, to the small fireplace that offered the only source
of heat in the room. The tables, sofas and chaise chairs only complimented the already well
adorned room. She froze as she heard the door close behind her, not sure what to do.
She turned around slowly and found him staring at her intently. She blushed as she
looked him over. She tried to smile, not sure if what he saw before him was of his
approving. He moved closer, his gaze never leaving hers.
“Do you want this? We can wait...”
“No, I want...I want you to....,” she tried to reply, her nerves getting the better of
her.
“I love you so much,” he said as his hand touched her cheek, feeling its cool
texture.
Willow smiled, wanting to tell him how much she loved him, but his cool lips
stopped her as they pressed against hers. There bodies remained apart, the only contact
between them where their lips, a kiss that Angel ended too soon for her.
His hands moved down her neck, down to the curveness of her shoulders, his
fingers gracing over the straps of her gown. He softly pulled each one down slowly, his
lips placing feather light kisses where his fingers had just moved over. He pulled down the
tiny binding down her arms, his lips leaving a trail all the way to her fingers. Contented
with the sensations Angel was provoking in Willow, his hand moved back up to the
material that kept her bosom covered. Willow opened her eyes, looking on as to what she
knew would come next. With a delicate pull, Angel pulled down the satiny material,
revealing her perky breasts to his hungry view. His hands pulled the material lower, letting
it fall into a pool around her feet. Angel looked up at her and stared, smiling as he looked
back down to take in her complete beauty.
Willow felt nervous, embarrassed by her nakedness. Her arms moved up to cover
her breasts, but were stopped as Angel took hold of her wrists and guided them to his
semi open blue robe, placing them under the light material. He moaned a bit as Willow’s
palm touched his chest, leaving them alone, letting her made the decision.
Willow bit her lip as her palms touched his chest. Her warm hands moved across
his collarbone, sneaking beneath the material, her fingers grabbing onto the it as they
moved up and over to his shoulder, revealing his wonderfully sculptured chest and arms.
She looked up at his penetrating gaze and smiled, her lips finding their way to his chest
and placed kisses were here mouth could reach.
Angel tried to remain in control as her fiery fingers touched his cool skin. Her
innocent kisses sent his already hard manhood to escalate to a much more pleasurable
pain. As soon as the robe fell from body, her wrapped his arms around her and crushed his
lips to hers, conveying all his desire, passion and love through. The exquisite friction they
felt as they naked flesh touched made them moan into each other’s mouth. Angel lifted his
wife into his arms and carried to their bed where he laid her down carefully. His mouth
reluctantly pulled away from hers as his body did the same, already missing her warmth
against him. He moved over her, his body leaning against her side, as his hand touched her
cheek, bringing his lips to hers.
There kiss began soft, his tongue invited into the warm haven of her mouth. His
hand left her cheek, moving down to her neck, stopping at her shoulders as there kiss
turned urgent. Willow gasped as she felt his hand begin to move lower and cupped here
breasts. Angel broke the kiss, letting her take the air her lungs needed. His mouth trailed
down her jaw to her neck, leaving long wet open mouthed kisses in its wake. As his mouth
nuzzled her neck, his fingers lightly pinched her harded nipples.
Willow moaned, letting the sensations he evoked in her body control her.
Unknowingly, she arched her chest to his eager hands. Angel suckled lightly, biting down
a bit, leaving his mark at her most sensitive spot, then moved down her body. His tongue
flickered over one of her rosy tips, making her moan his name. His other hand trailed
down her body, parting her legs in order to move between them. Willow complied
willingly, his kisses, his touch so much wanted, so much needed...so acheingly familiar.
Her nerves disappeared, as her hands left his hair and moved down his back, her fingers
grazing just below the waistband of his boxers. Angel tensed a moment, then began to
suckle on her breast quicker, his hands moving down to the lace of the panties that
concealed the warmth he wanted to bury himself in. Willow arched her hips, wanting more
contact. Angel’s lips left her breasts, and moved up to claim her lips in a searing kiss as he
crushed his body to hers. Willow took the opportunity and slipped her hands lower down
his back, pushing down the material that covered the firmness of his well curved ass. As
Willow squeezed his cheeks down to grind her hips against his, Angel moaned in her
mouth. Willow’s arousal beckoned him as his lips left hers and his hands moved to help
her take off the restraining garment from his body.
His lips made there decent, leaving a trail of kisses behind, his hands tracing the
outline of her panties, enticing her to things to come. He left loud wet kisses on her belly,
his tongue circling around her navel, teasing her, until in dipped inside briefly. Her moans
were his siren as his hands pulled down her underwear, his eyes looking intently at her.
Willow lifted her hips, helping him take the unwanted material off. She closed her eyes in
anticipation as his hands moved underneath her and lifted her to his waiting mouth. Angel
took a moment to smell the sweetness that was Willow.
Willow nearly arched off the bed as his tongue tasted the ripeness of her fruit. Her
moans grew louder, as he tasted her length, then suckled on the sensitive nub. As his
fingers stretched her tight passage, she screamed his name as her powerful orgasm
overcame her. Angel’s hungry mouth lapped up her juices as his fingers remained in her,
enjoying the feel of her shaking walls around them.
He moved up her trembling body and kissed her tenderly, his hand reaching out for
her and guided her to his throbbing shaft. Her eyes widened as he saw his need reflected
in hers.
“I need you,” she pleaded as she moved him to her entrance.
Angel growled as her entered her slowly, thrusting softly, but not deep. He pulled
their hands up as his other hand took hold of her free hand and kissed her tenderly,
whispering the words with all his heart.
“I love you.”
Her eyes glistened as she whispered back his words, then kissed him passionately
as he entered her fully. She muffled a sob against his mouth as her fingernails dug into his
hand.
Angel remained still, the tightness and warmth around him the most exquisite
feeling he had ever felt before in his long life. As much as he wanted to move in her, his
worry for her overran any thought he was having. He pulled away from her mouth and
looked down at his love, his mouth moving to place butterfly kisses on her nose, eyelids,
chin, forehead and cheeks. Willow opened her eyes to see the worry and love in his. The
pain passing, she smiled up at him and squeezed his hands, letting her know she was ready.
As he began to move slowly in her, Willow’s body was filled with shots of complete
pleasure. Urging him further, her hips began to move against him, meeting him thrust for
thrust.
It took all of Angel’s will not to cum. She was just too tight, too wet. Each thrust
was complete ecstasy. Willow hold on his hands tightened as her body tensed, signaling
Angel of her orgasm. His thrust grew quicker and harder, willing her to consume him in
her delight.
Willow screamed his name as her walls constricted around his hard shaft, bringing
him with her over to edge to complete bliss. They fell in each other’s arms, they’re love
for each other soothing their trembling bodies.
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