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09.Jul.18, 07:35 AM
“No,” she said softly, offering the same small smile back at him. She didn’t think he’d be okay with making her miserable for his own happiness, but she also didn’t think that he would put her happiness above his own. Maybe, someday, the other’s happiness would come before their own, but for the present, Xyliah understood the need to look after one’s own emotions before the person they’d been shacked up with. “Thank you,” she said anyway. He might not be doing it for her, but he wasn’t forcing her to do something that terrified her, either, and that was more than enough for Xyliah. He was such a good man!
That happy thought was interrupted by his mouth doing wicked things, and she thrust her chest up at him, moaning on a soft breath as she squirmed under him, feeling her body erupt in desire, flaring up hotly and running up and down her back, making the small hairs along her arms and neck stand up on end. “Good,” she said softly, laughing, though a pout formed on her lips when her breasts were forgotten in exchange for his playful verbal teasing, and then his promise to write letters and have secrets kept. Honestly, she felt kind of terrible and wicked keeping such a secret from, well, everyone. But it was better that way.
“You’re so good to me,” Xyliah said softly, her voice thick with affection and appreciation, the fingers of her right-hand brushing gently along the edge of Jalazmar’s jaw before she buried her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth back down to her own, nipping playfully at his bottom lip and sucking it between her teeth. Emotionally, she felt better from their little talk and his reassurances and plan of action, but he’d also lit the fire in her, and she needed that taken care of, before they finally set off to eat their dinner. She didn’t want to upset their staff by ignoring a good meal!
Hands freeing themselves from his hair, she lowered them to make quick work of undoing his pants and shoving them a few inches down his legs, enough to free him. Xyliah had taken to sex with gusto, and it had surprised herself as much as it had surprised Jalazmar; she was still modest and demure around anyone but the man she had married, but she had quickly learned (from the first night) that being forward and open was a lot more enjoyable than whatever she may have been like if not for that damned drink. Faranth praise Azrin for his delightful wedding gift!
Xyliah giggled as she wriggled out of her loose sleeping gown; she’d changed for bed after her bath earlier, as she hadn’t been feeling up to making herself known at dinner, and certainly not in the mood to play the role of Lady of the House! Gloriously naked – except for her panties – Xyliah smiled coyly up at Jalazmar, playing with him delicately, fingers stroking gently.
That happy thought was interrupted by his mouth doing wicked things, and she thrust her chest up at him, moaning on a soft breath as she squirmed under him, feeling her body erupt in desire, flaring up hotly and running up and down her back, making the small hairs along her arms and neck stand up on end. “Good,” she said softly, laughing, though a pout formed on her lips when her breasts were forgotten in exchange for his playful verbal teasing, and then his promise to write letters and have secrets kept. Honestly, she felt kind of terrible and wicked keeping such a secret from, well, everyone. But it was better that way.
“You’re so good to me,” Xyliah said softly, her voice thick with affection and appreciation, the fingers of her right-hand brushing gently along the edge of Jalazmar’s jaw before she buried her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth back down to her own, nipping playfully at his bottom lip and sucking it between her teeth. Emotionally, she felt better from their little talk and his reassurances and plan of action, but he’d also lit the fire in her, and she needed that taken care of, before they finally set off to eat their dinner. She didn’t want to upset their staff by ignoring a good meal!
Hands freeing themselves from his hair, she lowered them to make quick work of undoing his pants and shoving them a few inches down his legs, enough to free him. Xyliah had taken to sex with gusto, and it had surprised herself as much as it had surprised Jalazmar; she was still modest and demure around anyone but the man she had married, but she had quickly learned (from the first night) that being forward and open was a lot more enjoyable than whatever she may have been like if not for that damned drink. Faranth praise Azrin for his delightful wedding gift!
Xyliah giggled as she wriggled out of her loose sleeping gown; she’d changed for bed after her bath earlier, as she hadn’t been feeling up to making herself known at dinner, and certainly not in the mood to play the role of Lady of the House! Gloriously naked – except for her panties – Xyliah smiled coyly up at Jalazmar, playing with him delicately, fingers stroking gently.
