Page 18 of Alessandra (Chisholm Manor #1)

Over the next few days and nights, Edward and Alessandra indulged in further getting to know each other.

It wouldn't be long before they would both be engaged in their ongoing learning about efficiently running the estate together.

The prospect was frightening to Alessandra, but she already knew that Edward's mother was accepting of her, and a patient and kind woman.

That knowledge helped reduce Alessandra's fear of expectations about her.

Each night, the newlyweds eagerly awaited the time when they could go to their room and pleasure each other.

Always it was the same, but for those first few nights, it was enough.

On the fourth night of their marriage, Edward entered the room, expecting his wife to be in bed as usual.

At first sight, not seeing her there, he was alarmed.

When he turned his head he saw her, standing in her nightgown in front of the fire.

He walked up to her, concerned something might have happened.

"Are you well, my love?" he asked.

He saw Alessandra turn to look at him with such an intense passion that he was overwhelmed with his desire for her.

"Edward, will you look at me?" Alessandra asked.

Edward was confused as to what she meant.

When he didn't reply, but only gave her a look of not understanding, she continued.

"We have started to know each other's bodies, but we have not completely seen each other.

Will you look at me?" she asked again.

Edward nodded, still not entirely certain what she wanted, but sensing it was important to her.

"Will you remove this?" she asked him, holding one section of her nightgown.

Edward felt his throat and mouth go dry as he finally understood what she wished for.

He moved forward and kissed her while taking the fabric in his hand and starting to lift it.

Alessandra pulled away from him slightly and lifted her arms, providing him with the opportunity to lift the nightgown completely from her, until she stood before him, naked.

She had thought about it, and had not been certain how she would feel, being in such a vulnerable position.

With the way he was looking at her, she felt confident and not afraid at all.

Edward drank in the sight before him.

He had never seen the female form naked before.

He was overcome by an intense longing to touch, kiss, and explore.

As he moved closer to hold her and kiss her again, she welcomed his hands and mouth moving over her.

His hands explored her breasts and touched her nipples, making Alessandra moan.

It thrilled Edward to realise that he had found another pleasure point.

He guided her to the two-person seat near the fire, and lowered her so he could kneel in front of her.

Once she was seated, he began kissing her everywhere. Her neck, her breasts, her nipples, and over her belly all received his attention. His lips needed to touch everywhere on her body. He kept kissing downward, even to the inside of her thighs. Tentatively he tried to kiss her where she had guided him on their wedding night with his finger. As soon as his mouth touched her there, she seemed to melt completely, with her legs spread wide. He could feel himself stretching with a level of hardness he hadn't experienced before.

"Yes," he heard her moan as his mouth pleasured her.

It wasn't long before he felt her explode as his lips were still on her.

He realised he had just found new things about her, and a new way to give her pleasure.

Taking his time, he kissed his way back up her body, particularly enjoying her breasts again before kissing her on the lips.

Alessandra had thought the pleasure from his finger was joy enough.

As strange as it was to feel him kiss her in such a private place, it was also something of a new level of pleasure for her.

When she was recovered and kissing him, she turned her mind to him, knowing he was also highly aroused.

She pushed him away and invited him to stand up with her. She pulled his nightshirt up and over his head until he was standing before her unclothed. They moved together, embracing for the first time completely naked. She marvelled at his shoulders and chest, touching him all over, and learning that he too liked his nipples to be touched.

She did to him as he had done to her - edged him back until he sat on the seat.

His arousal stood up fully, looking different in the light of the fire rather than in their bed.

She acted as he had, kissing him around his neck and over his chest, hearing him moan as she kissed his nipples, and working her way down until she, too, ventured to pleasure him with her mouth.

As soon as her lips touched him he moaned. She didn't hesitate to move her mouth right down over him, enjoying the exploration.

"Oh, Alessandra," she heard him say, pushing her on to keep kissing him like she was doing.

After a few minutes, he spoke again.

"Oh, it is going to happen, my darling.

Remove your mouth or I will fill you."

Alessandra did not know whether it was safe to drink his fluid or not, so removed her mouth and touched him with her hand.

In only a few seconds, he was climaxing, groaning heavily in relief.

She looked up at him and watched his face change from the tautness of the climax, to relief.

She then saw him open his eyes and look at her. After relaxing on the seat beside him, they kissed passionately before Edward stood up and held out his hand to her.

"My darling wife," he said, pulling her into a standing embrace.

"I wish to sleep with you like this, without our nightgowns.

Your body enflames me, and I want to see you like this when I wake in the morning."

Alessandra walked with him and climbed into bed.

Instead of going straight to sleep, Edward instructed her to lie back while he moved over the top of her, kissing her everywhere, again and again, well into the night.