Gentleman's Guide 02 - His Contrary Bride) (30 page)

Her waist was slender and her hip gently
curved out to long shapely legs. He had planned on moving very
slowly tonight but Sabrina’s appearance in that gown was making him
uncomfortable in his own clothing and anxious to be in her. “My God
you are beautiful.”

Sabrina let out a sigh.

Marius stepped back and gestured to the
door. “Shall we retire?”

Picking up her glass from the side table
Sabrina walked past Marius into the main chamber. He followed,
admiring her from behind. The embroidery was on the back was as it
had been in the front and completely hid her behind. The modiste
most definitely knew what she was doing.

Sabrina paused at the table and poured more
of the contents in her glass
.
Marius stopped beside her and
emptied the bottle into his own glass. Took hers and placed it on
the table.

Turning her in his arms, he lowering his
mouth to hers. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, tasting
her completely. Sabrina wound her arms around his shoulders to be
closer to him and for the added support. He had kissed her before,
but this kiss was more powerful than she had ever experienced and
her legs threatened to give out on her. Still, she met his kiss
with the same passion and eagerness that matched his as he pulled
her tightly against him, molding his hands around her bottom.
Sabrina could feel his desire, though he was still clothed. There
was no mistaking what was molded against her belly and a thrill of
excitement ran through her. She tightened her arms around Marius,
flattening her breasts against his chest. They couldn’t get close
enough to the other.

Groaning deeply, Marius broke their lips
apart and began kissing her cheeks and neck as his hands strayed
her shoulders and he began sliding the satin straps down her arms.
Sabrina let her head fall back, lost in his kisses and the
delicious sensations traveling through her body. Marius’s kisses
traveled further and soon he was clasping them around a swollen,
erect nipple that had been exposed in his slow undressing. Sabrina
gasped and held tighter to his shoulders. This experience was
incredible. All concerns evaporated and Sabrina lost any coherent
thought.

In the back of her mind Sabrina noted that
Marius was no longer kissing her, but a hand was cupping her
breast. Lifting her heavy eyelids she found him looking at her with
a strange look on his face. He seemed so stern with his jaw
clinched and she wondered if he was somehow displeased. Opening her
mouth to speak, he swept in before any words could be spoken and
was kissing her deeply again as he lifted her hands from him so he
could slide the gown off her body. In the back of her mind Sabrina
was aware that her gown was gone but couldn’t find the will to
protest. She would agree to anything when he kissed her this way.
Perhaps it was best to keep that knowledge to herself.

He had pushed the gown over her hips and
took a step back. Sabrina stood still, slightly uncomfortable at
his assessment. She felt her skin heating but didn’t know if it was
from her own embarrassment or the burn of his eyes. There was no
mistaking that look and it no longer frightened her. Finally, their
eyes met and he held them there as he began to unbutton his own
shirt. Sabrina forced her eyes to remain on his though she wanted
to view what he was uncovering.

One of her friends said not to look until it
was over. She didn’t say why, though Sabrina had asked. The advice
had come from Juliette, she thought, though her wedding day and the
advice she had been given was beginning to blur at the moment.
Trusting what she’d been told, Sabrina kept her eyes on Marius,
wishing he would hurry and begin kissing her again.

Throwing his shirt aside, Marius pulled her
into his arms again and began kissing her with the heightened
passion, barely restrained. The feel of his bare chest against her
breast sent bolts of excitement through Sabrina and in no time she
was clutching herself to him again, completely forgetting she was
unclothed. Marius scooped her up in his arms and deposited her in
the middle of the bed. Standing, his hands slid to his pants as he
began to unfasten them. Still, Sabrina looked up into his eyes. He
was about to reveal what she really did want to see yet, she would
wait.

Tossing his pants aside, Marius joined her
on the bed and began kissing her. His lips strayed over her face,
neck, and breasts before they moved to her hips, belly, and legs.
Sabrina returned his kisses, but her hands remained on his back.
She was afraid to touch him anywhere else, not sure if she should
or if he even wanted her to. She was also partly afraid of what she
would find and decided if she wasn’t supposed to look until it was
over then she probably shouldn’t touch either. That was her last
coherent thought as Marius’s hand slid up her thigh and cupped her.
Nobody had ever touched her in such a manner and Sabrina was lost
in the unbelievable pleasure.

Sliding his fingers forward, touching her,
Marius and Sabrina moaned together. Hers was pleasure. His was
pain. Marius knew the minute he touched her that Sabrina was ready
for him. As much as he would like to continue pleasuring her in
this manner he was afraid his body wouldn’t allow him to, bring the
joining to an end before it could begin. Gritting his teeth, Marius
concentrated on keeping control of his passion but it was in
control of him. Rolling onto her, he kissed her eyelids, cheek, and
finally lips as he found her entrance. Sabrina had instinctively
opened to him and slowly Marius entered her. He groaned at the
incredible tight feel of her as she gasped in surprise. He wanted
to see her reaction to their coming together and lifted his head.
Sabrina looked up at him with passionate wonder. He only stopped
moving when he felt the barrier.

“I love you Sabrina and you will always be
mine.”

Marius studied her, worried that he had hurt
her more than necessary, yet he had been as careful as he could.
Kissing the tears away, he looked at her again and Sabrina gave him
a hesitant smile. “Are you all right love?” He asked tenderly.

Sabrina nodded her head. “So much more than
simply all right.” She choked.

Marius was worried. She was still crying,
but she was smiling. Was she in that much pain and trying to be
brave? He needed to move, but he wouldn’t allow his body to until
he was sure her pain had passed. “The pain?”

“Gone as quickly as it came.”

Marius realized that his incredible wife was
crying because of the emotion of their lovemaking and not from any
pain. He began to move. Sabrina gasped in surprise. His wife’s
willing and loving acceptance of him drove Marius over the edge.
All control he had fought to contain disappeared. In just a few
movements he was spilling his seed into her, amazed at the force of
his own release. Holding himself above her, he dropped his forehead
to hers and closed his eyes, breathing heavily.

So this is what making love felt like when
one was in love. Though he had found pleasure with other women, it
paled considerably in comparison. He now understood why his friends
never strayed from their wives. Nothing could replace this. In
fact, it could only get better, if he could control himself.

Groaning again, Marius rolled to his side,
taking her with him as he wrapped an arm around her and held her
close to his side. Now that the heat of his passion had passed, he
couldn’t believe he had disappointed her as he had. Not since he
was much younger, and new to this act, had he lost control and
found his release so quickly. Worse, it had been years since he had
failed to bring a woman pleasure. He just prayed Sabrina wasn’t too
disappointed. “I am sorry.”

Sabrina’s head lay had been on his chest but
she tilted it back to look at him. “Of what?” Confusion was etched
on her brow.

“This wasn’t very pleasurable for you and I
wanted it to be. I promise to make it up to you and control myself
in the future.”

Sabrina snuggled around it. “I thought it
was very pleasurable.”

Marius chuckled in relief. His wife had no
idea what she was missing. He knew he could bring her release. Her
reactions to his touch alone convinced him that she would be able
to find the pleasure he had. “Sabrina, it will be better for you
next time.”

She tilted her head back looked at him
strangely. “I am not sure that is possible, except there will be no
pain.”

Marius sighed. She wouldn’t understand until
he showed her.. “How are you feeling?” He asked while stroking her
hair.

“Sticky.”

Marius chuckled. At least she was honest.
“Let me get a cloth and water and tend to you.”

Sabrina pulled away horrified. “You can’t
wash me.” She jumped out of the bed and went to her adjoining
chamber. A few moments later she returned wearing a light dressing
gown and crawled back into bed and Marius pulled her into his arms.
Sabrina once again rested her head on his chest and fell asleep in
a matter of moments. Marius held her, not willing to let go.
Comforted by the knowledge that he had a passionate wife to share
his life with. For the moment he would let her sleep, but their
night was far from over and his wife needed to learn exactly what
pleasure was. He smiled to himself as he conjured up all the ways
he planned on pleasuring her once she had rested.

*

The clock above the fireplace ticked,
filling the silence of the room. Marius had lain with Sabrina in
his arms for close to two hours, not once drifting off himself. Now
it was time to wake his charming wife. He couldn’t wait much
longer, Marius was throbbing with need. Slowly he slid her away
from his body, careful not to wake her. Sabrina’s hair framed her
face and the pillow. He robe was gapping, revealing part of her
left breast. One leg had escaped and Marius’ eyes feasted on the
shapely limb. Gently he reached over and undid the knot around her
robe. Next, he pushed the robe open, slowly, revealing her perfect
shape to his eyes. The rest would have to wait as he didn’t believe
he could release her arms from the robe without waking her. Now, to
wake his wife.

Sabrina was having the most delicious dream.
Marius was kissing her neck and breasts. He was caressing her belly
and thighs. Then his hand cupped her there, in the one place she
never dreamed would bring her pleasure. He was moving his hand and
fingers in a way that had her aching. He hadn’t done that before so
why would her mind imagine it now. She knew she was waking, but
didn’t want to leave the dream and the feelings it evoked. Moaning,
she turned her head, willing herself to remain in the sleep state
until her mind began to register that it wasn’t sleep at all that
was bringing the assault to her senses, but her husband. Slowly she
opened her eyes, noting the top of Marius’ head as he suckled one
breast. His fingers were doing wicked things to her below. This was
a most pleasurable way to awaken and she must let him know so he
could join her as he had before.

Marius looked up at her and Sabrina held her
arms out to him. “Not yet love. It is your turn.”

“Turn for what?” She asked groggily.

“I failed you the first time.”

“You did not fail me.”

Marius grinned. “Trust me. Just lay back and
relax. Feel what I do to you.”

Sabrina didn’t have much choice because the
pleasure was building and she felt her buttocks and legs tensing,
wanting to meet his hand.

Marius murmured against her breast. “Let
your body move as it would like Sabrina. Fight nothing.”

So she did, closing her eyes she felt,
gasping at surges, moaning with pleasure. Her hips moved as if they
knew what was sought. Sabrina arched as her body exploded, crying
out his name before collapsing back on the bed, panting in wonder.
Marius was over her in a matter of seconds. Sabrina welcomed him
into her body and arched to meet him, still feeling the after
effects of her own release.

Marius kept himself in check, watching to
see if her pleasure would rise once again. She showed no signs of
that occurring, though she moved with him instinctively, meeting
his thrusts, taking him into her. In the past he had known a few
women who were unable to accomplish a release through this manner
and wondered if perhaps Sabrina was one as well. It was still too
soon in her experience to tell.

Unable to hold off his own release much
longer, he reached between their bodies, caressing her as he had
before. Sabrina splintered before him almost immediately and Marius
followed her over the edge. He had pleasured her twice and his own
release had been even stronger than the first.

Rolling onto his side he looked down at her.
Sabrina’s eyes were glazed with wonder and the aftermath of
passion. “The first was pleasurable. This was incredible. Poor Lady
Davies, she has no idea what she is missing.”

Marius laughed, rolling onto his back and
pulling her with him. They would work on the other pleasure later.
For now, he was tired, as he was sure Sabrina was. He had made love
to her twice tonight so he should finally be able to sleep in
peace.

That peace lasted about three hours when his
body woke him again with wanting of his wife, who was curled up
around him. Marius tried to remind himself that it would be unfair
to Sabrina to make love to her again. Chances are she was tender
and she did need her sleep. Still, his body would not let him rest,
urging him to join with her again.

Sabrina was awakened to a hand on her inner
thigh. This time she woke quicker and knew what to expect and let
the feelings wash over before her husband joined with her once
again. This time it lasted longer and was more pleasant than all
the others. She enjoyed feeling the power of him move within her
and her body met his instinctively. She hoped she brought him as
much pleasure as he brought her.