Page 74 of Alessandra (Chisholm Manor #1)

The ship at Dover was postponed overnight due to bad weather, leaving Alessandra and Edward stranded in the port overnight.

It already seemed like a long day, having travelled there from their home, but when they found a room for the night, that did not stop them racing to fall into each other's arms with vigour and energy.

Their idea to try and not cause the creation of a child, so far appeared to be working.

Even their first day in Bath, before they had talked about it, did not seem to have been fruitful, as Alessandra had bled since then.

When they had first married, and at different times since, they had refrained from joining, and both had been happy with alternative ways to pleasure, but Alessandra felt particularly close to Edward when they were moving together, joined.

She relished the new possibility of doing so without conceiving. It was liked so much by Alessandra and Edward that sometimes he felt like he simply could not get enough of her.

"We must sleep, my love," he smiled at her fondly, feeling exhausted after their journey and active lovemaking.

"Come, settle here in front of me with your back to me and let me hold you so you cannot tempt me further with your lips," he said in amusement, but with determination to be refreshed for their journey on the sea the following day.

"I love you, Edward," he heard his wife say sleepily before he felt her start to relax, her back to his chest.

"I love you, too, my beautiful Alessandra."

"Oh!" Alessandra exclaimed as she felt the first movement of the sea when the ship began to leave port.

She looked at her husband and saw excitement mirrored on his face.

They laughed together at the new sensations, neither having been on the water before.

Soon they were well away from the land and enjoyed feeling the salty wind on their faces, with neither in any hurry to go indoors.

After a light meal, they went to the cabin that was theirs for the one night.

Once settled in for the evening, both found themselves curious about how things might be in closeness with the ship moving as it was.

It fuelled Edward.

He undressed himself and his wife quickly, using his initiative and hunger without waiting for any sign from her.

Alessandra recognised his level of passion and let him lead the way.

She happily lay back on the small but comfortable bunk and welcomed him inside her.

As he moved, Edward concentrated on the different feelings the ship movement produced in him.

There was a sense of not being in control, as their bodies were moved slightly this way and that.

It excited him greatly.

Looking at Alessandra's face, he could see that she too was finding it a new source of excitement and pleasure. He took his time, pulling out when he needed to, but stopping her from touching him when he did, before he moved back inside her for another short period of time until he would pull out again.

"Oh, Edward," Alessandra breathed out as she felt him move back in once more.

It was the first time he had moved in such a way - filling her up for a time before removing himself.

She felt like she was undergoing an entirely new experience.

"I think we could do this all night," she said.

Edward laughed and kissed her before sliding back in again.