A Wedding In Springtime(118)

“You want for me to wear your wrap?” asked Grant.

Genie laughed at the idea, her skin prickling with the cool air and the need to be touched.

Grant removed his coat, waistcoat, and cravat. Genie’s heart skipped faster with every piece of clothing he removed. Soon, the shirt was gone, and he was naked save for his breeches. With these, Genie felt compelled to help.

“Would you care to join me on the bed, Mr. Grant?” she asked.

A dazzling smile lit his face. He walked to her and she put her hands on his hips and drew him to her as she sat on the bed. She slipped her fingers under the waistband of his breeches and slowly undid the fastenings. Grant groaned.

He closed his eyes and put his hands on her shoulders more to support himself than to caress her. He actually trembled when she slid his breeches and unmentionables down. She breathed in the power of making such a man vulnerable before her.

He opened his eyes and Genie gasped at the strength of raw desire within them. He bent down and kissed her, soft, hard, fast, tender, until her toes curled and her breath came in gasps. He raked her with his eyes, and wherever he looked, his fingers followed, caressing, smoothing, messaging, teasing, until it was simply impossible to sit up any longer.

She moved back with a smile and slipped under the soft covers. He followed with hungry eyes. He joined her under the covers and took her hand, kissing her wedding ring. “It does not have large jewels, but it is from my family. The three bands represent you and me and God.”

“God?”

“Biblical. Cord of three strands. What God has joined together… something like that.”

“Last time I came to you. I wanted you, but I knew in my heart it wasn’t right. Tonight…” She lifted her hand with her ring and pointed to the three intertwined strands. “To be joined with you in matrimony before we are joined together in bed, that is perfect.”

“The ring is only meant to be given to one’s true love. That is what you are to me. My one and only love.”

“I have been afraid to love you,” whispered Genie. “But I confess, I have loved you ever since you made me laugh before the queen.”

“Shall I ever be forgiven for that indiscretion?”

Genie shook her head. “I fear you shall have to do penance every night for life.”

“And what shall my penance be?” This was the seductive Grant. He snuggled next to her on his side taking full advantage of exploring her body.

“You shall be required to make me smile every day and every night.”

“Let me see what I can do to bring a smile to your face.” He covered her with his own body like a blanket and kissed her until she felt a tightening in her stomach. She wanted more. With deft hands, he massaged places that brought a wide smile to her face.

“I see I am doing my job. Let me see what I can do to increase that smile.” With gentle movements, he joined with her, man and wife. Her smile did increase as he gradually increased his speed and pressure.

Something coiled within her, and she moved with it, searching for release. She held him close, urging him faster. He responded with a growl and then a groan as his body clenched. The coil within her released sending waves of pleasure spinning through her.

He collapsed next to her, still holding her in his arms, unwilling to let go. “Did you smile, my love?”

“I doubt I’ll stop smiling for a week,” breathed Genie, still trying to catch her breath. “But do not think for a moment I will allow you to shirk your duties.”

“I shall accept my fate with abandon.” Grant closed his eyes and his breathing began to steady.

Genie rested her head on his shoulder. “Oh dear!”

Grant was jarred awake. “What? What is it?”

“I just thought of something. Where are we going to live? Your parents are home now, and we cannot live in bachelor’s quarters. Perhaps we could rent a cottage in the country?”

Grant relaxed back into the pillow. “A cottage? My dear, my family has multiple country estates. We may visit them all and you can choose your favorite.”

Genie was silent for a moment. “Are you very rich?”

“It is ‘we’ now, and I suppose so.” Grant yawned.

“Then we can provide housing for all the urchins,” said Genie happily.

“Yes, yes, I told you one of our estates actually provides a home for orphans.” Grant closed his eyes and snuggled closer. “The boys will go there.”