White Lies and Sweet Compromise( 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌💕)

Chapter 34

Deacon could not think of a better way to wake up than being nestled against the warm curvy frame of Wendy. He smiled as she stirred and snuggled closer into his aroused member. He felt her stiffen and knew she was now awake.

"Good morning beautiful," he said softly as he leaned in to kiss her shoulder.

"What time is it?" she asked as the bedside clock was on the bedside table behind him.

"Time for me to make love to you again," he answered leaning down to kiss her shoulder again but this time it was a series of hot wet kisses.

"I need to meet up with Gorgi and the Bridal Party," she told him making to slip from the bed but a hand sneak around her waist and stopped her progress.

"There is plenty of time for that," he told her letting his hand slip lower causing her to tremble in anticipation.

He felt her give up any notion of protest as his hand slip lower and he slipped a finger into her warm wet centre causing her to press against his probing finger.

He played with her until she was soaking wet and more than ready to take him. He lifted her leg and found her entrance but before he could guide himself in she reaches for him with her soft warm hand circling him with her palm.

She pumped him playfully and he knew she was turning the table on him giving her a chance to now to drive him out of control. He closed his basking in the pleasure and smile. He would enjoy her impromptu foreplay until he would once again take the upper hand.

"You like that Deacon?" she whispered.

"If you keep that up you'll have me coming all over your hand," he said on a husky sigh.

"That is not what I asked you," she said as she now ran her finger over the smooth sticky surface of the tip of his member.

"Yes I like it, like it a lot," he groaned as his involuntary thrust against her hand.

"Would you like if I straddle you and take you deep within me?" she continued but her teasing died when he gripped her hand and stilled her.

Deacon had to retain himself, Wendy was taking him to places he often fantasises about with her and with the reality now close at hand he was not sure he could last.

"Does that mean you don't want me to?" she said turning around to face him her face somewhat disappointed.

He felt his heart swell with his love for her and so did his loins as she was filled with uncertainty at the thought that he would ever refrain from wanting her.

He wound his hand into her hair and pulled her lips to his using the unspoken desire that raged through him to drive away any doubt or insecurity. He delves into her mouth with hunger as she opens her lips to let him in. He pulled her on top of him allowing her to do as she earlier suggested.

When he pulled from her lips and stared into her passion-filled eyes he told her that he wanted more than anything to have her do as she pleased with him.

He saw her smile timidly, but her smile gave way to a grin of pleasure when she took him inside her and he groaned with pleasure at the feel of her around him ready and warm.

She ignited all the embers of his need and as she rode him it blazed into the passion filled desire to lose himself deep within her. With his hands on her waist, he thrust into her as she circled her hips driving him further down the road of fulfilling pleasure.

He liked the way her breathy sighs of pleasure increased as he rode him. He stared at her astride him firm breasts with their hardened nipples damped with beads of sweat. She was a beautiful dark skin goddess that he was once again assured he would love for a lifetime.

He could tell that she was on the brink of letting go and falling into the arms of sweet release. She leaned down to him and claim his lips in a kiss that seared his soul as her paced increased.

When her ragged desire burst forth and she let go to flow down the escarpment of a body shivering release he drank in the sight of her. Seconds later he too gave himself over to the sweet serenity of love's fulfilment.

He hugged her to him their body still joined and their hearts racing in unison. If this was not meant to be nothing else was. He knew this was kismet. Wendy was his destiny.

As they lay there in the surreal aftermath of their blissful union without further hesitation he made to tell her that he loved her but the chiming of her phone's alarm rendered the words unsaid.

"I gotta get up babe," she said with a reluctant smile.

He smiled back loving the fact that she was not keen on leaving him. He did not know if she realized it but she was showing him in more ways than one that she was beginning to care for him and that was all the reassurance that he wanted.

With a quick kiss and a sweet smile, she left him laying there happy than he had ever been in his life. He watched her lovingly as she moved about putting a few things on the bed along with her maid of honour gown and a shoebox.

When she slipped into the bathroom he got up and walk to the window and stared out at the greenery ahead clothed in the newness of early morning.

He hoped that like Adam and Georgia he too would one day share a special day with Wendy. He wanted to be her husband and the one who forever holds her heart. He wanted no more lies or compromise.

He wanted also to tell her how he felt but would wait until after the wedding. He wanted no distraction when he revealed to her that he needed her to be more than a part of a plan to save Kylie and more than his bedmate.

When they return to Dresdale she would have no doubt where she stood in his heart and his life. She would have nothing or no one to fear or worry about as no other woman would ever make him feel this way.

He had never seen it fit to see himself in love or ever walking down the path that leads to love. His existence had never allow for that.

The Deacon Ffrench of the past would have ensured he set up only boundaries but the wonderful sensation of letting his guard down and giving in to sensational feeling was an added pleasure.

Life had been something that he just lived day to day on his terms and out of the bounds of his father's rules and regulations as he had gotten older. It was good to know it was a glorious feeling and that it was just as magical as Adam had said.

He turned from the window as Wendy returned to the room dress in a silky midthigh robe of white that had the words 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒓 written on the back. He hoped to one day soon having her clad in a robe that said 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆.

"See you at the garden," she said as she retrieved the contents she had placed earlier on the bed and when she looked over to him and saw that he was standing there naked and once again aroused her eyes widen and she bit her lips unsure of what to do.

He walked over to her gave her a lingering kiss then returned, "See you at the garden beautiful."

If only he knew she was tempted to stay a little longer but willed herself to leave and find Georgia's room where the Bridal Party would get ready for the big day ahead.

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