Linger in love

(26) Attempts

Pen laid in Tommys arms fast asleep. He pulled the cover up for a moment to appreciate his woman's form under the covers.

She moaned with a yawn "What are you doing?"

"Can a husband not admire all of his lady?"

She giggled. Which aroused Tommy so much that his hand slid up her leg.

Pen gasped loudly "How many attempts should we have to produce an heir?" Her breath loud.

"As many as possible I would think"

"Oh dear. We should definitely start now"

He nodded in agreement. His fingers gliding over her then met their target, and pushed firm. Her hands on his back, trying to move him closer. Then with a thrust she gasped again. Her hips motioning for more. He climbed on top of her. While still thrusting his fingers. He watched her coming undone before him. The way her lips opened and her eyebrows furrowed with pleasure.

He took his fingers out and lined himself up. Pen moaned defeatedly. He whispered he loved her into her ear before he thrust. One large thrust, letting her have him fully. Her eyes stayed on him. His eyes looked at her pleading her to enjoy every inch of him. He quickened, before kissing her heard and passionately. His hand gripped her inner thigh, widening her more.  He looked down on Pen's firey hair so curly and wild. How he would dream of that hair against his pillow while he slept and night. Now here she is. A siren.

Her moans and gasps quickened as she became closer to completion. She moaned his name and she was done. Tommy finished, letting out a large growl before collapsing on his back and panting.

Pen turned to look at him, he looked back with a large smile. Pen raised her eyebrow "Again?"

"You will be the death of me" he smiled. The words hung in the air like a dead weight for a moment.

That was it. This is what he needed. He was certain that if his illness wound not take him, then death between his wife legs would be a rather pleasing notion.

"What are you thinking Tommy?, you have gone dreadfully quiet"

"Apologies, just in my thoughts. Would you like me to ring for breakfast" he looked down at Pen, she looked rather exhausted but her enthusiasm was commendable "Perhaps it will give us some much needed energy"

Two months had passed and Pens courses had stopped. She did not want to tell Tommy yet. She wanted to wait to what ever constituted as a good time.

He was busy in the study making sure his affairs were in order. She smiled watching him write.

"I can feel your eyes on me, Lady Fairaway"

"Did you want me to help?"

He looked up from the ledgers "That is kind but I have almost finished" he bit his lip "Do you fancy a swim?"

Pens mouth dropped open, it was raining this morning. But the warm sunshine was now out.

"You wish us to swim?" She looked confused.

"It is still morning!"

"What is your point?" He grinned mischievously.

"Do you not require food! You have been up for hours and have not eaten"

He smirked "It is not food I'm hungry for"

Pen looked so red, it rather matched the shade of her dress she was wearing.

"I take it, that is a yes"

He crossed the T's and dotted the i's before walking over to hold Pen's hand. He gave her a kiss on the lips. He leaned into her so her back was against the door frame. She moaned into the kiss. He used that to his advantage, squeezing her bottom hard. So her moans got louder.

"My Lord" she slapped his arm.

""What were we doing again?" He teased

"Going swimming!"

"Ah yes. That was it. Get changed, you will be happy to know that after our first meeting, I have learnt to swim. So I won't require a rescue. Unless you want to reenact?"

"You" she pointed her finger accusingly "Are mad"

"Indeed. Mad about you"

They got changed and made their way down to the Lake. Pen wore a long white swimming dress, which Tommy was looking forward to hoisting up any chance he could get.

Pen didn't care for her modesty when it was just her and Tommy. So she decided on avoiding long socks, and to go bare footed down the green. She called Tommy. He walked down the stairs. She nearly passed out.

"You are naked!"

"I am!"

"I thought we were going swimming"

"Oh we are. We are also the only ones in the house and there is not a soul for miles"

Pen shook her head "Well, I'm still wearing this!"

"Very well"

They walked down hand in hand. Pen was finding it hard focusing on anything other than the attractive man's physique.

Once they got into the water. Pen, was relieved she could focus on his shoulders and face.

"This is nice"

The blossom trees surrounded them, looked almost like something from a dream. Tommy edged closer to her.

He kissed her long and hard. He pushed her back so she was on firm ground against the bank.

He slowly hoisted her dress up above her knee. With a swift move lifted her so her legs went around her waist.

His kisses were full of passion and need. He squeezed her bottom and thrusted hard and fast. Not caring how loud they were while in the moment. Even if they had an unwelcome visitor, there is no way Tommy would stop. Once he release himself into his beautiful wife. He stayed still for a moment. Admiring her. Kissing her softly.

That morning before seeing Pen, Tommy felt it was to be a bad day from the moment he woke up. He kept coughing blood up. He did not want to disturb or worry his wife. So he spoke to the housekeeper Gavin, informing him that he needed to have this day without any staff around. Gavin had been there since his parents passed and knew of his lordships condition.

He agreed, but told Tommy that if for any reason he felt too weary and sick to send his wife to fetch help from the Collthorp's. Who only lived less than an hour away.

Tommy agreed. He needed to show Penelope all the passion he possessed. Deciding that if this was to be his last day on this earth, then by god, he wanted Pen to never forget it.