Post by Anthony Bridgerton on May 24, 2021 2:05:31 GMT
Tag: i will
ALWAYS PROTECT YOU
Anthony tried to play it calm, cool, collected. The family was gathering at Aubrey Hall and with all the siblings present, would come the inevitable game of Pall Mall. This time, Kate was not here as their guest . . . but rather, his wife. And so, pleasantries were out the window -- not that he had been too kind to her the last time they played. This time however, there were even less restraints. He had every intention of beating her, and he would do so with the mallet that she'd stolen from him last time -- not technically but still. HIS mallet. One that he would claim. But, it seemed he was not the only one of such a mind.
Him and Kate had practically raced there, both gripping the mallet. The competition turned to teasing. The teasing turned to flirtation. And the flirtation led to . . . well, one did not have to wonder for long. The shed door was just barley closed, and he knew the risk of any of his family members coming in his great. But it was not enough to stop him. His desire for Kate was quite insatiable and the playful banter -- something that existed so easily between them -- added a heat and intensity to the physical intimacy. Anthony currently had his wife pressed against the wall of the shed, moaning into the kiss and he devoured her lips, his hands scrambling to lift her dress.
The mallet was long forgotten as it had fallen somewhere amidst their actions and Anthony in this moment, could not care less. All that he could think of was how much he wanted, and needed his wife. As one hand bunched up her dress, the other went to the fastening of his trousers, hurriedly and impatiently undoing them, as he bit her bottom lip, sucking it between his own. He didn't even wait to full lower them, he only need free enough of himself before he guided his length to her, and without a moment's hesitancy, pushed his hips forward as he let out a grunt of pleasure, fill her completely in one powerful thrust.
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Him and Kate had practically raced there, both gripping the mallet. The competition turned to teasing. The teasing turned to flirtation. And the flirtation led to . . . well, one did not have to wonder for long. The shed door was just barley closed, and he knew the risk of any of his family members coming in his great. But it was not enough to stop him. His desire for Kate was quite insatiable and the playful banter -- something that existed so easily between them -- added a heat and intensity to the physical intimacy. Anthony currently had his wife pressed against the wall of the shed, moaning into the kiss and he devoured her lips, his hands scrambling to lift her dress.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖
The mallet was long forgotten as it had fallen somewhere amidst their actions and Anthony in this moment, could not care less. All that he could think of was how much he wanted, and needed his wife. As one hand bunched up her dress, the other went to the fastening of his trousers, hurriedly and impatiently undoing them, as he bit her bottom lip, sucking it between his own. He didn't even wait to full lower them, he only need free enough of himself before he guided his length to her, and without a moment's hesitancy, pushed his hips forward as he let out a grunt of pleasure, fill her completely in one powerful thrust.
