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The Reluctant Bride by Joan Russell - Victorian Erotic Romance. 12,995 words. Adult + After Bliss was arrested for participating in an Abolitionist Protest outside Parliament she was married off to the largest slave owner in Jamaica. Her battle to free the slaves clashes with her husband's desire to win her love. Contains: Bathtub sex, oral sex, anal sex, spanking, bondage, and more. All characters are 18 and over. Adult + SAMPLE "Good night m'am," she said just before closing the door behind her. To my dismay she had left me alone in the room to await whatever my husband determined. "Good ni...
The Reluctant Bride by Joan Russell - Victorian Erotic Romance. 12,995 words. Adult + After Bliss was arrested for participating in an Abolitionist Protest outside Parliament she was married off to the largest slave owner in Jamaica. Her battle to free the slaves clashes with her husband's desire to win her love. Contains: Bathtub sex, oral sex, anal sex, spanking, bondage, and more. All characters are 18 and over. Adult +
SAMPLE
"Good night m'am," she said just before closing the door behind her. To my dismay she had left me alone in the room to await whatever my husband determined.
"Good night, Phoebe," I managed, speaking to the closing wall.
My body was rigid with fear. My saliva caught in my throat. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears. My breath came in rapid, short pants as I stared at the door through which I expected Charles Beckford to enter.
When he kissed the back of my neck I nearly jumped through the ceiling.
"You do not have to do a thing," he said in that deep, warm voice that made my stomach clench. "Just be still and let me guide you."
"I really don't want to do this," I said in a small scared voice.
"Hold your judgment for a time," he whispered. I sat rigid as he kissed me again and again. Every bit of naked flesh that was exposed by the drape of my gown received attention from his lips - up and down my neck, along my firmly unyielding shoulders, across the rounded tops of my breasts. His breath coarsened and his kisses turned to gentle nips that did not hurt but seemed to lessen my tension. I felt the anxiety leak out of my body and eventually became aware of my own harsh breathing.
"You are such a beautiful woman," he said as his hands dipped into the deep neckline of my nightdress and cupped my breasts. Those hands were surprisingly rough they unexpectedly spoke of manual labor. I wondered what had roughened them in his life of privilege and wealth. His fingers played with my nipples teasing them to an erection that I had only experienced on cold mornings before the fires had warmed the chilly bedrooms. I felt an unfamiliar tingling between my thighs.
"I love your eyes, blue as ice and sparkling with life," be murmured between kisses. "You hair is a giveaway to your spirit. I am truly the luckiest man on earth."
I expected that he would take my lips under his once again, but he turned next to my ears, kissing them, sucking on them, exploring them with his tongue. A tingling sensation stabbed me in my lower belly and I felt my stomach and the muscles that lined the base of my body contract with excitement. A moan escaped from my throat that seemed to have its origins deep within my gut. It was a sound I had never heard myself make before.
Without warning he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the wide four-poster that stood awaiting us across the room. With all the preparations for my dreaded wedding night, I hadn't paid much attention to the furnishings in my chambers. Now I noticed the heavy, dark red, green and gold canopy and curtains, the satin sheets, matching duvet and pillows.
He placed me in the center of the bed on those lovely, smooth and glossy sheets with my feet facing the warmth of the fire. My white gown covered me from my shoulders to my ankles with a wide "V" in the center designed to expose my cleavage.
I did not know what to do or what to expect.
SAMPLE
"Good night m'am," she said just before closing the door behind her. To my dismay she had left me alone in the room to await whatever my husband determined.
"Good night, Phoebe," I managed, speaking to the closing wall.
My body was rigid with fear. My saliva caught in my throat. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears. My breath came in rapid, short pants as I stared at the door through which I expected Charles Beckford to enter.
When he kissed the back of my neck I nearly jumped through the ceiling.
"You do not have to do a thing," he said in that deep, warm voice that made my stomach clench. "Just be still and let me guide you."
"I really don't want to do this," I said in a small scared voice.
"Hold your judgment for a time," he whispered. I sat rigid as he kissed me again and again. Every bit of naked flesh that was exposed by the drape of my gown received attention from his lips - up and down my neck, along my firmly unyielding shoulders, across the rounded tops of my breasts. His breath coarsened and his kisses turned to gentle nips that did not hurt but seemed to lessen my tension. I felt the anxiety leak out of my body and eventually became aware of my own harsh breathing.
"You are such a beautiful woman," he said as his hands dipped into the deep neckline of my nightdress and cupped my breasts. Those hands were surprisingly rough they unexpectedly spoke of manual labor. I wondered what had roughened them in his life of privilege and wealth. His fingers played with my nipples teasing them to an erection that I had only experienced on cold mornings before the fires had warmed the chilly bedrooms. I felt an unfamiliar tingling between my thighs.
"I love your eyes, blue as ice and sparkling with life," be murmured between kisses. "You hair is a giveaway to your spirit. I am truly the luckiest man on earth."
I expected that he would take my lips under his once again, but he turned next to my ears, kissing them, sucking on them, exploring them with his tongue. A tingling sensation stabbed me in my lower belly and I felt my stomach and the muscles that lined the base of my body contract with excitement. A moan escaped from my throat that seemed to have its origins deep within my gut. It was a sound I had never heard myself make before.
Without warning he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the wide four-poster that stood awaiting us across the room. With all the preparations for my dreaded wedding night, I hadn't paid much attention to the furnishings in my chambers. Now I noticed the heavy, dark red, green and gold canopy and curtains, the satin sheets, matching duvet and pillows.
He placed me in the center of the bed on those lovely, smooth and glossy sheets with my feet facing the warmth of the fire. My white gown covered me from my shoulders to my ankles with a wide "V" in the center designed to expose my cleavage.
I did not know what to do or what to expect.
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