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2014-08-13
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Her Knight In Armour

Chapter 2

Summary:

I hope that we can go and finally have out well deserved sleep!

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All Anne could think now was to take the rest of his armour off. That was the only thing she wanted the most. She wanted to see his body. There was a need to feel it, feel him. Sometimes she could not believe how powerful love could be, and how will love will make you want and desire another person without limits.

Anne thought of it as she helped Richard out of his armour. He told her that he had missed her, and that it was an horrible thing to be four months away from her for nothing, but Anne after she undid his breeches, told him that there would be time to talk about that. That now, the only problem that mattered was that they had not made love in four months.

Richard smiled at her and after he undressed her, he carried her to the bed.

Anne could already feel his hardness against her thigh. She had done nothing, only undress him, but she had kissed him and she was now caressing her hands against his back.

Richard undid the tresses that held her long and soft hair together, and kissed her hair. He was the only man who could see her like that. Her hair lose, and her porcelain body naked against his.

He found that his lips had traveled from to her hair, to her lips, to her neck, and now to her breasts. He had missed those breasts of her, and by judging how quickly both of her nipples became arouse, he could tell that they had also missed both his lips and his fingers.

Anne begged him to take her already, that she did not needed her body to be kissed like he usually did, but changed when he pressed his lips down on her hips, licking her hip bones. The way her body arched, told him to keep going for she was enjoying in, so his lips traveled to her thighs, and from her thighs down to her knees.

Anne begged him for the teasing to stop, that she wanted him inside of her, so Richard, who had thought of doing the same on her other leg slid a finger on her womanhood, as he pressed his lips in the little bud that he had discovered that made her go easy. He kissed her there, as he added another finger inside of her, making Anne moan while she held his head in her womanhood, enjoying the pleasures that he could make her feel. 

With Richard’s lips there, he could always make her climax, but he did not wanted that. He wanted her to feel her euphoric pleasure while he was inside of her for some selfish reasons: that was the only way he would also feel his pleasure. There was just something spiritual of it. He feeling her. Her, allowing him to enter her body, to become one, to almost be one person. 

Richard gave a last kiss inside her thighs, and then pulled her legs farther apart that they already were. With a single thrust, he could feel himself almost there, he knew that he would not last long. No longer than maybe a minute so with his hand, he helped her to feel her pleasure first, and he started to rub in the little bud that he had kissed before.

It was not that he was not skilled, but Anne always took longer if he only thrusted her, so with his hand, Anne was already close.

Richard smiled against her now sweaty chest when she started to implore God, and his Holy Son. 

And then it hit her.

“Oh!Oh!Oh!”

Her walls clamping around him did not do much help to him, he found himself almost now thrusting harder and she felt a fire inside her womb, and Richard just felt as if he was about to die.

And then his pleasure came, his words where her name. He fell on her chest, and then turned to the side. Sliding his arm under her back, Richard pulled his blushing wife to his chest, resting his hand on her waist.

“I . . .–”

“I really like it when you wear your armour.” Anne whispered, making Richard look at her and smile with his eyes closed.

“I know. Why do you think I was the only one wearing it?”

Anne looked at him and elbowed his ribs.

“And you thought you were the seducer.” Richard laughed, “When I was actually the seducer.”

“Was I?” Anne asked.

“My love. Ever since that day at Barnet, I saw those eyes of yours, and every time I train with little Ned, you come with such hunger to bed. I know you my dear wife. Just as I know that you are about to sit on my hips, and not let any more minute go to waist after four months.”

He was right, with passionate kisses, their love making was about to start again.

 

Notes:

All this started because of this:

http://tinaferraldo.tumblr.com/post/94863633438/im-so-bad

shame on you tina!