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When Mary had thought about what her honeymoon would be like, she didn't picture herself being as horny as she was at the end of it.
After Mary and Tom finally, after waiting two whole months, said yes to each other, the small group of people, who celebrated the happy couple, gathered at the Gardiner's house. There, although it was nice, having all these people here for her special day, Mary had only eyes on her new husband.
He was laughing in a corner with some uni friends but his eyes would wander to her from time to time.
After a while, it was time for the newlyweds to go on their honeymoon.
It wasn't a long drive.
Initially they wanted to go back to the lakes and climb scafell again, this time uninterrupted. But the weather wouldn't be as merciful for the happy couple as they wished it would've.
So they decided to go to a beautiful village with a picturesque view just outside London.
When they arrived, it was already dark outside and normally Mary would have been tired from the day but pumped with adrenaline, her mind and body could not think of sleep.
‘You can go and freshen up while I manage our baggage.’ Tom said when they went up to their room.
It wasn't big at any means but it wasn't small either.
Mary went into the small room attached to the main bedroom. It had a bowl and a pitcher with water inside in one corner. On the other, leaned a mirror and in the middle of the room was a small chair.
After splashing water on her face and cleaning her body from the road, Mary went back out to get a nightgown from her trunk.
Tom had stepped outside to get some super for them to have before going to sleep, so Mary was completely alone.
She opened the trunk. Her hands were already on a nightgown she wanted to wear, when her eyes landed on some red fabric.
It was another nightgown. Mary had never seen it before. Her aunt must have snuck it into her trunk when she wasn't looking.
It was dark red, short and had lace as straps. She put it on and realised only then that it had a slit on the side going from her leg to her waist.
Right as she thought about changing into another one of her gowns Tom returned with some fruit and cheese on a plate. He hadn't looked at her when he opened the door.
‘The cook was already in bed, but one of the maids gave me some things we could eat. I know it's not much but it's better than…woah’
‘You like it? I was thinking about changing into something more decent,’ Mary said with an undertone that suggested that she had no intention of doing any of that.
‘No, don't do that!’ He said, moving closer after putting the plate down. ‘You look gorgeous’ his hands landed on her waist but one kept travelling down to her butt.
‘You look like a goddess. I don't know how I deserve you’ with those words kissed Tom her hungrily and manoeuvred both of them over to the bed.
After hitting the bed with her heels she slumped down on the bed and moved up so she was slayed out for Tom to admire.
‘You don't know how many times in the past three months I have pictured this exact moment. How many hours I've spent imagining you on our wedding night. Those times are nothing compared to this.’ He said slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
‘But you haven't seen much of me yet’ ‘Trust me I will. But we'll go slow. I want to savour every minute I have you in this state.’
With those words he pulled off his shirt and climbed over her on the bed.
Mary's hands went up to play with his hairs on his chest. He didn't have much but enough for her to twist her fingers around them. Her hands went up to his shoulders, which were surprisingly strong for a barrister. Tom had to work out in some way, Mary couldn't explain it otherwise.
Lastly her hands moved to his forearms, the one thing on her mind ever since the time they played graces together.
When she looked up, Tom's eyes were watching her. Scanning every inch of her and remembering exactly how beautiful looked.
‘Do you know what comes next?’ He asked. ‘Well I have four sisters who are married and talk a lot and I read about it. So I know my fair share but not as much as you do.’ She said truthfully. ‘I do know though that it will hurt the first time.’ ‘Don't worry, I'll go slow’ Tom said as he moved lower and kissed her gently on the lips.
At that moment Mary felt completely loved and ready for whatever Tom had planned for tonight.
Tom's hot lips moved from her lips to her neck. It felt like little lightning strikes when he kissed and sucked on her sensitive skin. Mary felt her stomach warm up.
Tom moved more downwards. First to her collar bone, which he licked with his tongue. At that Mary made a small voice that could only be deceived as a whimper.
At that point her nightgown had been tossed to the floor. Now she was lying there completely naked. Tom's gaze burning on her. He moved his attention first to her right breast. His tongue swirling over her nipple and slightly biting it while his hand massaged her other breast.
By now moans left Mary's mouth and she didn't know if she could keep on going and he hadn't even touched her core that was pulsating like crazy by now.
When he moved his attention to her other breast she was done for. She was withering beneath him and moaning his name.
‘Your breasts are extremely sensitive, my love. I'll remember that for the future, but I can't have you come undone before I tasted you.’
With that he moved down to her legs and opened her legs. All of her was displayed now for him to see. Mary was sure she was dripping on the sheets. For a while Tom was just sitting between her legs staring her up and down. Although Mary knew Tom loved and desired her she felt shame being so in the open for him.
But her thoughts were silenced by him. ‘You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Mary Hayward.’ With those words did he lowered himself down to her core and opened her legs impossible wide.
Mary didn't know what was happening but didn't have time to think about anything when she felt Tom's tongue on her.
He flattened his tongue on her and ran it through her folds. It felt electrifying. Mary had imagined what it would feel like but nothing could have prepared her for this.
Tom moved to her clit. First he circled it and Mary cried out. Then he sucked on it and without doing it voluntarily, she shoved his head even more to her core. She needed the sensation to stop but didn't want it to stop. It was too much.
She shivered and withered on the bed while Tom added a finger and pushed it inside. Mary didn't think she could feel even more aroused.
By now she was screaming his name for the whole hostel to hear. But she didn't care. All of them should know who she belonged to. Who gave her this much pleasure.
Tom added another finger and kept pushing them in and out driving Mary up a climb she was desperate to find release from. When he curled his fingers and hit a spot inside her that she didn't know she had, her vision went black. She lifted her back from the bed and threw her head back into the pillow. Her hands kept digging into Tom's skull and her legs shaked uncontrollably as she chased her release and fell into oblivion.
She fell slack into the sheets after and Tom rose back up to her. Mary was breathing so much, she thought her heart would give up.
‘What did you think?’ Tom asked her while caressing her skin with kisses.
‘Nothing could have prepared me for this.’ She said. ‘I don't know how you will top this.’
‘Well I dont know if i can but i will try.’ He said.
He moved from the bed and opened his belt. Mary only now saw the bulge between his legs. He opened his pants and stripped down.
Although Mary had done her research on the Male anatomy nothing could have prepared her for how huge his member was. It had veins running down to his balls and the top was glistening with precum.
He didn't say anything while he climbed back on top of her. While aligning himself to her he looked her into the eyes searching for any sign of regret or resistance. All he found was lust and anticipation.
He rested his head on her entrance and waited for her to be ready. When she nodded he entered her. First slowly inch by inch for her to adjust. It felt strange having him inside her. He filled her out completely and kept stretching her as he filled her even more. When all of him was inside her he backed out and pushed back inside slowly.
As he did both of them moaned in synchrony. When they found a rhythm, Mary started to relax around him.
While Tom kept speeding up Mary started to enjoy him slamming into her. She liked how it felt, how she pulsated around him and how it felt when he filled her completely.
She saw how Tom had to restrain himself from going faster to make this as pleasurable as possible for her but it was too slow for Mary. She wrapped her legs around his hips and kept pushing him deeper. ‘Faster…harder…please!’ She managed to say between moans. A deep growl escaped out of Tom's mouth and he obliged her immediately. He slammed himself inside her over and over, speeding up while grabbing her breast and massaging them.
By now Mary found herself chasing her second orgasm of tonight while Tom kissed her hungrily. When she finally found her release she felt herself pulsating around Tom's member. She heard him release a deep moan and sank slack onto her. She could still feel him pulsating in her.
She savored this moment. It didn't bother her that he lay on top of her. She liked how his weight pressed her down and his member grew soft inside her.
When he rolled off of her and took her face into his hands she smiled up at him. ‘Was it how you imagined it, my love?’ He asked, still out of breath. ‘No. It was better.’ She said truthfully.
‘Then I'm glad. I feared you would enjoy it. Some women find no pleasure in the marital act.’ ‘I heard that too, and I must say I don't understand them. It was extremely enjoyable.’ She said. ‘I thought so. After the sounds that came from you I would've been shocked to hear you didn't enjoy it at least a little bit.’ He said and Mary's cheeks started to burn up with shame.
She buried her face into his neck and mumbled. ‘I tried to be quiet’
‘I don't ever want you to be quiet. In any way. I want you to be loud and open and express yourself however you like.’ With that he cupped her face and kissed her lightly on the lips.
After they held each other for what seemed like hours Mary's stomach broke the silence.
‘It seems like our activities made you quite hungry, my love. I'm glad I brought up some supper right after we arrived. ‘Quite fortunate indeed.’ Mary said and watched Tom as he stood up and brought the plate with fruit and cheese over to the bed.
‘You know strawberries are the only fruit that have their seeds on the outside? Well actually they aren't even a fruit. They are part of the nut family.’ Mary told him while holding a strawberry.
With every bite she told him another fun fact about the fruit she was eating and how cheese was being made. Most of them Tom already knew but he didn't have the heart to tell his beautiful wife that. And he didn't want her to stop. He loved listening to her mind. He loved how every time she thought about something she scrunched up her nose. It looked adorable.
After they ate. Mary was laying on her back. Her feet near their pillows and her head resting on Tom's leg. He was sitting with his back on the bed post while absentmindedly caressing one of her breats. He was reading to her. One of his favourite poems. She loved listening to him. Although she didn't quite understand the vastness of the words he was reading, Mary enjoyed his deep voice and the way he kept explaining to her what the words he read meant to him.
When he was finished with the poem she shifted. ‘I love when you read to me. When I read them myself, I never understand what the words mean. But when you read them out loud I can see the beauty inside.’ She said. It was true. She never understood the hype about poems but when Tom read them to her she could see how the words transformed themselves for her to understand.
Tom smiled. He took a strand of hair that had come loose between his fingers and played with it. ‘And I love it when you tell me about new facts you read about.’ He told her.
After a while Tom spoke again. ‘It is late. Maybe we should try and find some rest for today. What do you say, my love?’ ‘Well if you want to sleep we can do that but I wanted to try something my sister was talking about when she thought I didn't listen.’ ‘So? And what would that be?’
Mary just smiled temptingly and pushed Tom down into the sheets. His member had been growing during their conversation and kept on growing every second. While Tom made himself comfortable, Mary lowered himself until she was inches away from his nearly hard member. She glanced one last look up at Tom who was watching her with anticipation and finally took him into her mouth. It felt strange and she tasted his sweat on her tongue. But she didn't mind. She wanted to do this. She wanted to bring her pleasure like he did prior. So she breathed deep and took him deep into her throat. She heard him whimper and wither below her. When she moved back up and down, now taking him in even more than before he moaned so loud, she didn't think it came from him. She repeated the motion until her eyes started to water and she gagged every time he hid the back of her throat. She felt him starting to find his release, when he stopped her. Out of breath did he pulled her from him and stopped himself from coming altogether.
‘Did I do something wrong? Wasn't it pleasurable for you? Lydia said Wickham liked it when she did it.’
‘No on the contrary. I liked it a lot. I just didn't want our night to finish quite yet.’ He said still out of breath.
He took her hands and guided her up to him until her core was right above him. She looked at him and when he nodded did she lowered herself onto him.
Both of them moaned as she slid over him and buried him deep inside of her.
After adjusting herself she started moving her hips and he started pushing himself upwards.
She had to support herself on the wall before collapsing. She managed to stay on top of him and started riding him faster and faster. She liked having control. Even though he held onto her hips, she was in control of how fast they were going.
From up here she could admire her beautiful husband. How his smile stretched from one ear to the other. How his freckles sparkled with sweat. How he withered with lust and how his iris sparkled dark with desire as he chased his own release.
When both of them finally reached their climb she fell slack on top of him. She still felt his pulsating member inside while he covered her head with kisses as she rested on his chest playing with his hair.
‘I think I'm ready to sleep now.’ She said innocently. She heard him laugh and felt his chest vibrate. ‘Well I'm glad I could still your hunger, my love.’ he laughed. ‘You really did.’
‘You know we do have a whole week for us alone and it doesn't seem like the weather is going to change in the foreseeable future. We might have to find other ways to entertain ourselves.’ She said. ‘Don't worry, I have plenty of things I want to try with you. Luckily we don't have to leave this bed for quite some time.’ He whispered.
And they didn't.