XXVII. Keeping Secret

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"Tell me what, Ian?" Emily asked as she was uncrossing her arms, walking the distance that separated her from her husband. Ian seemed flustered but to her, he always seemed that way after she returned from Molftus Market. Perhaps, it was because of the missive that I sent him rather than telling him that I wanted to go out yesterday, Emily thought as she was biting her lower lips before putting her hands on his hard chest. Ian was looking at her, his amber eyes were turning to pure obsidian whenever his inner Demon was close to the surface. Emily smiled as she was hugging Ian, waiting for him to tell her what he needed to tell.

After all, they made a promise that they would never keep secrets between them anymore. Not after Emily almost went away when Ian told him about his darkest secret. And now, Emily was holding her darkest secret as well.

"Well? Will you tell me or not, my love? I'm waiting," she whispered as she was crushing her breasts against his chest. Ian was drawn to that erotic touch as Emily was brushing her hands around his nape as she was gripping his hair.

"You know, this is rather distracting when I was about to tell you something, my love. And I don't want you to think that I only look at you when you're naked," Ian whispered as Emily smirked. Then, she brushed her mouth against his ear.

"But you look at me just the same when I was fully dressed, perhaps you are wishing that you could undress me by then. But alas, I am naked now and maybe you can have your fun again if I was reading the situation correctly," she said as she was brushing her stomach against the eager tent that was forming between her husband's thighs. Ian chuckled softly as he was brushing his mouth against her ear.

"You are such a wicked, naughty lady, my love," Ian said before he was crushing Emily to his body by dragging her waist with his hands as he claimed her mouth. Emily moaned as she was gripping his hair tightly before Ian pushed his tongue into her mouth, playing with her tongue as he was tasting her mouth. Ian moaned as she tasted divine well as her lily scent filled his nostrils. Then, Emily broke their kiss as she was rubbing her naked body against his robe.

"I need you, my love. Now," she whispered huskily, untying his robe before pushing it off his shoulders. Ian carried Emily in his arm bridal style as she was kissing his jaws and throat. Then, she was biting her chin as she was rubbing against his cock.

"Patience, my love. We will be having our fun soon enough," Ian whispered as he put her on the mattress, crawling on top of her as Emily was rubbing her hands all over his muscles and sinew. She was fascinated with them as Ian was kissing her neck and breasts. Then, he took one nipple into his hot mouth as Emily was arching her back for him.

"Oh, Ian, my love," she purred huskily, wrapping her legs around his torso as Ian was rubbing his palm against her wet, inviting core. Her nectar was filling the air of their bedchamber before Ian released her nipple with a pop. Then, he moved downward as his mouth was leaving a trail of hot kisses all over Emily's naked glory.

"Spread for me, my love," Ian said, pushing her thighs wide when her core was exposed to his amber stare. Emily felt giddy when Ian was kissing her inner thighs, moving upward toward his final destination. She gasped when Ian was rubbing her slit with one finger. Then, he sucked on that finger as his amber stare was locking with her eyes. "Delicious, my love, like nothing else," he whispered before his head was between her legs. Emily moaned his name as Ian was licking her core with his mouth before plunging his tongue deep inside her.

"Ian!" Emily gasped, moving her pelvis with his rhythm before Ian was pushing his hand against her stomach, wanting her to be still. Then, Ian was kissing her core before sucking and licking her clit. Emily was gripping his hair tightly, not wanting Ian to leave her alone when she was in paradise right now. Then, Ian was finger-fucking her with one finger. Then, he added another one as he came up from between her legs and looked at her face.

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