The Devil's Good Intentions (12 page)

“
You know, I meant to steal you away at the last event” he had the sudden need to confess. “Even though my visit in town was specifically to retrieve you, I had no idea I would meet up with you at Lord Danvil’s ball.”

“
Then why were you there?”

“
To socialize with business associates. I figured I would take advantage of my time in town and put a few things out of the way, before I came to get you. I saw you come in. I knew right away it was you and watched as you watched everyone else. You seemed eager to leave only moments after arriving. I’d see you duck into the shadows as recognition for various faces would register. It was strange to watch. You were the most beautiful woman in the room and by societies standards had all the rights to be there, yet you stood there on the outside looking in. I could see regret and even a touch of loneliness when you would recognize an old friend, determination when you brushed aside your pride and took the food that you needed to survive and then the need to flee and shelter yourself from a world that had moved on without you. I was so close to following you outside and throwing you over my shoulders while I escaped with you into the night. I very much felt like an evil pirate.” He chuckled.

She sat there watching the scenery outside the window with a touch of sadness across her features. He did not intend to make her sad but felt the need to demonstrate to her that he saw through her beauty and recognized the person who she really was.

“
Kat” He called her name gently to pull her back into the conversation.

“
I’m sorry. Attending those events was harder on me than surviving the cold winters.”

He would have thought that would have been her cue to cry, but she did not. She squared her shoulders and shrugged her sadness off.

“
You will never be on the outside again Katherine - never.” He declared, feeling very protective of his beautiful flower and never wanting her to experience pain like that again.

She only smirked at him and returned her gaze to the scenery outside. She was shutting him out. He didn’t like it but couldn’t be so selfish as to expect her to pay all of her waking moments dedicating her attentions to only him. It was an attractive thought, but not realistic.

They sat in silence for sometime before he couldn’t take it anymore. Now that he had her, he wanted to hear her voice, touch her and even taste her. He wanted to cocoon her into his arms and never let her go. The sun was starting to go down and they had about another two hours before they stopped for the night. He would not sit in silence for two hours, nor did he think he could hold back his desire for her for that long.

He held out for another five minutes and then lost his patience. Without a word, he pulled her onto his lap and caught her gasp with his mouth, sliding his tongue inside her mouth and savouring her taste. It didn’t take long for her hand to slide to the back of his neck and return his kiss with equal passion. Running his hand up her inner thigh, he growled into her mouth when she tried to snap her legs shut. When his thumb gently traced over her under garments, she let out a seductive moan that he could only take as surrender. Gripping his fist into her hair, he tugged her head back, leaving her neck fully exposed to him. He nuzzled his lips into the sensitive spot on her neck and beamed as her body shivered to his touch. Pulling her even further back, he traced his tongue along the exposed cleavage that her dress allowed.

“
Unclip your dress” he breathed out hoarsely as he licked his way back to her neck and held a firm grip in her silky hair.

“
This isn’t proper” She gasped out as he gently nipped at her neck.

He could only guess that she was referring to their current location. She would soon learn that desire held no such proprietary.

“
Unclip your dress or I will rip it off of you.” He gave her a warning, fully intending to follow through.

She moaned and lifted her chest as she reached behind her to unclip her dress. When he saw that the material held enough slack, he pulled her dress down just enough so that her bare breasts were exposed but her arms were held confined in the dress. With her arms trapped underneath her, his mouth watered at the sacrificial vision on his lap. Her breasts were thrust up into the air and her nipples were hardened into tight peaks, just beckoning for his attention. He smothered his face into their perfection and allowed her squirming that only fed into his excitement. He lifted the hem of her dress as he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He thought about forbidding her from wearing under garments, not liking the barrier it presented between his searching fingers and their goal. He gripped them tightly and yanked them down to her ankles and then found what he was so desperately in need of. Slipping two fingers inside of her, he rubbed her bud with his thumb. She moaned and squirmed beneath him, feeding his dark need as no other could.

He drove her to the extreme, not giving her the release she needed until she was panting and frantic in her own desire. He watched her face as the orgasm took over and grinned his satisfaction. Cutting her orgasm short, knowing it would keep the flame going, he picked her up off his lap and bent her over the seat across from them. Her cheek kissed the bench and her shoulders rested on the edge. Her perfect breasts hung loose and ready for his attention. Her panties hung lose around her ankles and her arms were sufficiently trapped behind her back.

He undid his pants and jerked them down. Flipping her skirt over her back, he groaned at the overall vision of her. Could she be any more desirable? He wrapped an arm beneath her hips and lifted her to him. Opening her legs wider with his knees, he drove into her with out any further preliminaries. She cried out with what sounded like music to his ears. The sound of himself slamming into her wet pussy over and over as she panted beneath him drove him to even wilder depths of erotic fantasies. Envisioning the many ways he intended to have her as he played out this fantasy, he quickly smacked her butt cheek when she tried to sit up. She gasped at the sting but then pushed herself further back, causing him to go deeper. With his other hand he fondled her thrashing breasts and pinched at her nipples, delighting in the sounds he was producing from her. He knew there was a mixture of pleasure and pain that drove both of their needs and he found himself drowning in it. With the exception of one woman prior, he had always had to hold back his darkest desires. Katherine not only embraced his needs but relished in them as well. She was his perfect partner.

He slipped his hands from her breasts and reached down to strum his fingers over her bud. Her pussy clench around him and her body started to tremble as she cried out against the intense orgasm. He picked up the pace of his thrusts and reached down to grab a fistful of her hair. She cried out his name as he pulled her head back so her neck was straining. This time he wanted to see his seed christening her. He pulled out and slipped his lower thigh between her legs, resting her mound on it while keeping her lifted. He jerked off, watching his seed spill onto her perfect rump and down the slit of her anus.

When he was able to see straight again and cease his body from trembling, he slowly lowered her knees back onto the floor but kept a steady grip in her hair. Using his cock, he spread his cum over her backside and across her anus. As the tip of his cock briefly pressed against her tight hole, she cried out in protest and tried to move away. Again his hand came down hard on her butt cheek, causing her to cry out. He continued to tease her pert little hole with just the tip of his cock and continued to spank her when she would protest. His shaft grew from semi-hard to its full length at the thought of sodomizing that particular hole, but knew that today would not be that day. In the meantime, they had nothing but time on their hands and he was ready to go for a second round.

This time he slowly thrust himself into her. He circled his hips and would tease her bud with the tip of his cock.

“
Salvador! You’re torturing me!” She moaned out as he dipped inside her again. Resting her forehead against the bench, he could see that sweet mouth of hers slightly opened as she breathed in and out. He loved the sound of his name on her lips, especially in the throws of passion.

“
Too slow for you love?” He purred to her as he slowly grinded himself into her, filling himself right up to the hilt.

She moaned out her response with an exasperated “Yes”.

Again he slipped out of her to bathe his cock in her running juices along her slit.

He felt her pussy clench as he again brushed his cock against her nub.

She panted out the most erotic of sounds as she tried to hold herself together.

“
Do you like it when I am rough with you, my sexy kitten” he purred out again, as he continued to tease her bud, but keeping her just out of reach of her release.

She moaned as her pussy clenched in a spasm, but she did not answer him.

He reached down and pinched her nipple. She cried out and tried to jerk away from him in response, but was rewarded with a smack on her rump.

“
Answer me!” he growled out.

“
Yes Salvador!” She cried out as she jerked from his hand, feeling the sting starting to spread throughout her butt cheeks.

When he spanked her again, he slammed himself into her at the same time. They both cried out and then he started pumping at her without haste. The small mewing sounds that she was making fed his hunger while her pussy clenched and unclenched around his shaft. He wanted her to cum hard with his name on her lips while doing so. He ran his finger over her exposed anus, causing her to clench her self around his cock and cry a sound of protest. He liked it. He slipped in the tip of his finger and wiggled it around. She continued to clench herself around him, only now she was struggling to free her arms, no doubt to try and stop him. He would have none of that. He spanked her back into submission and then brought his finger back to that tight neglected hole of hers. He reached around her with his other hand and mimicked the action across her hard bud and just like that she came, hard. As she exploded around him and cried out “Mercy Salvador!” she milked the seed right out of him and he joined her cries of ecstasy.

When he came back to his senses, he had fallen over her and had his face buried between her neck and shoulder blade. She was slumped below him and he instinctively knew that the orgasm was too intense for someone of her innocence, causing her to pass out over the sensory overload and pure exhaustion. It was not a bad thing, not many men could do that to a woman and he knew for a fact that if given the choice, she would do it over again.

After cleaning them both up, he dragged her across his lap again, letting her continue to sleep on him while he held onto her as though he would never let go.

One of the things he was quickly learning about his new wife was that she is an incredibly deep sleeper and not a morning person.

They had stopped off at an Inn about an hour after she passed out and he had managed to bring her out of the carriage, cradling her into his chest like a child, through all the noise of the tavern, up the stairs and into the bed without her so much as flinching. He had undressed her, taken a soaped up damp cloth and cleaned her and himself up before slipping between the covers and falling into an exhausted sleep himself.

When he woke the next morning, he could have sworn she was in the exact same position as she was the night before - and still deeply unconscious. If it wasn’t for her occasional murmurings and slight movements he would be worried, but as it was he chuckled. He would like to take credit for this deep slumber and felt that it was his due. He had thoroughly pleasured his wife into oblivion. Getting up, he readied himself for the day. He laid out a change of clothes for her and packed away her dress from the previous day. He decided this time to leave the under garments packed, just in case they felt frisky again - which was more than likely. He had always had a healthy sex drive and now that he had Katherine, he relished in the thought of not having to stifle that hunger for lack of company and even felt that sex drive intensify the more he got to know her.

He left her to sleep for just a little bit longer while he went downstairs and requested from the kitchen to prepare a breakfast for them as well as some bread, cheese and lunch meats for the road. They still had half a bottle of wine left and a buckskin of water that he had refilled that morning. Henry was just finishing up his breakfast when Salvador came downstairs; he said he would bring around the carriage and pack everything into it while Katherine got ready.

Salvador appreciated Henry’s discreetness and was grateful that he made no outwardly signs that he suffered through the sounds and rocking of the carriage the night before. For himself, he couldn’t care either way, but the last thing he wanted was for Katherine to suffer through the embarrassment, especially if he planned to have a repeat performance.