Serena woke up after a few hours feeling some discomfort. Her mouth was dry and between her legs was sticky. However, she could not bring herself to move just yet.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Geoffrey's face. With his eyes still closed, and his breathing even, she took the time to appreciate his handsome features. Pale skin, black hair, and red lips. Was he the male version of Snow White? She tried not to laugh with her thoughts.
Earlier, before she entered this room, she was still feeling so shy and self-conscious. Afraid that Geoffrey might judge her if she were to act wantonly. Now, she could only shake her head with her own absurdity. Geoffrey was her husband. If not him, who else in this world should she show her real self to?
She looked at his lips again. The lips that moved to say and whisper sweet words and promises to her ears, and what makes them even sweeter, was that she knew that they were always true. If not yet, then he would make them come true. Geoffrey never says words that he does not mean, nor words that he could not do. Tentatively, she reached her hand out to touch them.
Geoffrey felt the feathery touch on his lips. Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw Serena who was looking at him, as if in a daze. He smiled.
Serena seeing his smile looked up and their eyes met. They smiled at each other. Albeit the sun has not risen, it was their first morning as husband and wife.
Serena nuzzled her face to Geoffrey's neck, "Did I wake you up?"
"Most pleasantly." Geoffrey replied as he kissed the top of her head.
For a few seconds, they stayed that way.
"Geoffrey? What makes you happy?" Serena asked as she kissed the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Not wanting to look at him face to face, afraid to break the magic of their first morning together with stale breath.
Geoffrey chortled knowing exactly why she's burrowing her head on his neck. It was almost absurd how conscious Serena was, but it's the first thing he learned about her as her husband.
Thinking of her question again, he became curious. "Why are you asking?"
"Well, I just thought that as your wife, I ought to make you happy. I mean, I want to make you happy."
Geoffrey felt his chest expand, hearing her words made him happy. "The knowledge of you, wanting to make me happy, already makes me happy as is." He answered.
Serena bit his shoulder playfully. His answer made her happy too. "Aside from that?"
Geoffrey caressed her hair, his manhood again growing to life. "You, loving me, is enough to make me happy for the rest of my life."
Serena pulled back to look him in the eye, as if saying, 'seriously?' Then, she processed his words again. What did he mean by that? Was it her, loving him, as in love? Or loving, as in making love? because she can totally feel his shaft hardening against her legs.
Geoffrey chuckled, then he pecked her lips. He didn't mean it that way, but then again, either way makes him happy.
Serena shook her head. She's thirsty and has an acute need to wash herself.
Geoffrey understanding her thoughts completely because he was feeling the same, rose from the bed. He first went to the table where a pitcher of water and two glasses were. He poured one for them each. Then, he walked back and handed one to Serena.
Serena who was not sitting on the bed, took the glass of water gratefully and drank. When she was done, Geoffrey took the glass back.
"More?" he asked.
Serena shook her head. "No, thank you."
Geoffrey placed the two glasses on the nightstand. Then, he collected Serena from the bed.
"Geoffrey! I can walk." Serena complained as he lifted her up for another bridal carry.
"You can still walk?" he asked.
Serena furrowed her brows. What was he playing at? Then, she realized what he meant. Gods! She should have known. Geoffrey was an even bigger pervert than herself!
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The Wiltshire palace was not the favorite summer getaway of the royal family for nothing. The inside boasted a wide marbled central staircase as well as charming, smaller stone spiral staircases. The drawing room and study offer ceilings richly decorated with carved and gilded bosses. The library was extensive and there were plenty of rooms to explore if one just wants to stay indoors.
However, what it was better loved for was its outdoor amenities. It has extensive gardens that features stone archways and gateways, littered with mature specimen trees, sheltered walks, herbaceous borders with lots of roses, greenhouses, water features and lawn areas. Even better, the coastal palace has its very own private beach where the sands were powdery and white.
Anyhow, on the 2nd day of their married life, Geoffrey and Serena spent the whole morning and afternoon cooped up in their bedroom. Even their meals were taken there. Now, don't think that all they did was getting to know each other's body better, though that was a big chunk of it, but really. After all the planning and the activity on their wedding day and night, they deserved a break.
On the 3rd day, the two ventured out of their room. Serena now saw Wiltshire palace in all its glory. They walked the gardens, had afternoon tea on one of the greenhouses, had dinner on the beach which Geoffrey asked the staff to arrange. It was beautiful and magical. Of course, the day did not end with just that.
Geoffrey, to Serena's utter delight, aside from being well endowed, has great stamina. His desire for her, almost insatiable.
The 4th and 5th day were also spent outdoors, looking around, just taking the sights in. Lying on the sands of the beach, taking a dip. No strenuous activity though, given Serena's condition.
On the 6th day, with nothing else to do outdoors, they decided to go in the library. There, Geoffrey realized, that although he pegged Serena to be an intellectual when they were in school because of her school performance, she actually hated studying. According to her, other than listening to and composing songs, she only liked reading romance novels which made him laugh.
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TBC