Fiance Next Door

She’s learning.

I caress her neck and her bare back as our tongues dance. I pull mine away and then push it back inside her mouth. When her tongue moves forward, I suck on the tip and then kiss her again. Again and again. At this rate, I really am going to be deprived of air, but I don’t care.

I trace her spine with my fingertips. My hands meet at her nape, at the strip of fabric that keeps her gown around her neck. It’s in the way and I want nothing more than to unhook it. Instead, I place my hands on Aster’s shoulders and pull away to look at her.

Her cheeks are more flushed now. Her lipstick is smeared. Her eyes gaze back at mine with the flames I ignited inside of her.

I cup her cheek. “If you want me to stop, Aster, now’s the time to say it.”

I don’t want to, but I’m not going to make the same mistake as last time. I’m not going to do this unless she wants it, too.

We both agreed to the marriage. Now, we both have to agree to the sex.

Aster doesn’t answer at once. When she looks away, I prepare myself for a no. She takes a small step back and places her hands on my chest. Her palms rub against my chest through the wool as I hold my breath. Then she looks up at me again.

“Not here.”

Don’t stop here at this juncture or don’t have sex in the living room? Either is fine with me.

Triumph rumbles in my chest. I let out an excited breath before scooping Aster in my arms. She squeals and hangs on to me as I carry her to my room.

I wanted to do this right after our wedding but the mood wasn’t right. Anyway, it’s still after our wedding.

And tonight may as well be our honeymoon.

When we get to my bedroom, I kick the door open with my foot. The bedside lamps automatically turn on. I kick off my shoes and lay Aster down on top of the maroon sheets. Her hair almost blends into them. Her gown looks even greener against them. The flecks of gold glitter against the light while her skin seems to have taken on its own glowing golden hue.

“Beautiful.” That one word escapes my lips as I look down at her.

Aster just looks up at me. I can still see some hesitation in her eyes, but I also see faith in me, just like I asked for. Warmth explodes across my skin.

I bend down to plant a tender kiss on her forehead first, then on the tip of her nose, then again on her parted lips. I kiss her cheek as I slip my hands beneath her neck to unfasten her dress.

After I’ve done that, I peel the top off so that it falls over her waist. My eyes are drawn to her bare breasts, perfectly round mounds of flesh with rosy peaks. Aster makes an effort to cross her arms over them to hide them from me, but I pin her hands at the sides of her head.

I lick one of her nipples and feel it stiffen against my tongue as Aster lets out a whimper. I blow on it softly and Aster gasps. I do the same with her other nipple, then I take that breast inside my mouth and suck. Her hands clasp mine.

I squeeze my fingers out from between hers to trace circles on her palm as I suck on her other breast. I tug her pert nipple with my lips and rub it over and over with my tongue. The friction draws another moan from Aster. This time, the sound goes straight to my crotch and my cock throbs.

I let one of Aster’s hands go so I can move mine below her waist as I tease her other nipple. As my fingers collide with layers of silk and chiffon, I feel tempted to rip them off. Instead, I find the opening between them and slide my hand underneath. My fingers brush against Aster’s thigh and she shivers.

When they come in contact with lace, I feel Aster tense. I move my head back up to capture her lips and keep them occupied as I start to stroke her through her underwear.

Aster kisses me back as her fingers grip my hair. When I slip my hand beneath silk to rub against her nub, she kisses me more firmly. She clings to me as she writhes beneath me. Her nails graze my scalp.

I continue to tease her nub. It swells against my fingertips. Just as I’m about to stop, Aster grabs my wrist. Instead of swatting my hand away, though, like I expect, she guides it between her legs and pushes my fingers inside her.

The move stuns me so much that my fingers stop moving for a second. Where did all this daring come from?