Part 3:- Love and Marriage. (Part 3. Complete.)

Chapter 1

Looking out of the car window, Jo waved frantically to Grace and James and all the other guests who had come to see them off on honeymoon. Paul wrapped his arms around her shoulders as they settled into the car. Jo looked up at him, smiling. He kissed her softly.

"Well Mrs McCartney, how does it feel to be married at last?"

"Well. all things considered, I like it Mr McCartney!"

Their honeymoon destination had been kept secret from everyone, including family, in order to ensure that the press didn't find out. After several hours, the car pulled up in front of a small but cosy looking stone farmhouse. Paul lept out of the car and hurried round to Jo's door. He opened it and once more swept her into his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Carrying my bride over the threshold, as tradition dictates. This is, afterall, your Scottish home now!"

Giggling like a fool, Jo allowed herself to be carried into the house. The driver of the car, whom both knew well as he worked for Paul, followed with their luggage. Once he put his bride down, Paul tipped the driver and shook his hand in thanks.

Finally they were alone.

"Welcome to Scotland Mrs McCartney." he said softly. 

Jo gave him a smile, feeling suddenly shy.

Suddenly he grinned. excited once more, He grabbed her hand. "Come on, I'll show you around!"

It didn't take long for him to show her the entire cottage.

"Oh Paul, it's gorgeous! I love the place!"

"Do you? Seriously? You don't wish we'd gone somewhere exotic instead?" He looked anxious.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. "This place is beautiful," she told him, "and I can't imagine anywhere I'd rather be with just you. Here we'll be undisturbed. Just you and me. It's perfect Paul!"

He returned the kiss and then taking her hand once more, he led her through to the kitchen. He gestured for her to sit down.

"Mrs McCredie, one of the ladies from the town, keeps the place clean and aired for me. She's left us some food and from the smell of things, something cooking in the oven."

On the kitchen table was a vase of flowers with a white envelope stood up against it. Paul opened it. It contained a card. He smiled as he read it then passed it over to Jo.

"Congtaulations to you both. I've stocked the fridge and there's a casserole cooking. Morag McCredie."

Jo watched as Paul opened the oven and lifted out a large dish. it didn't take long for him to serve them both. He sat opposite her and once more they chatted as they ate. Suddenly Jo stifled a yawn.

"Boring you already am I?" Paul smiled.

Jo shook her head. "Just tired. It's been a very lovely but very long day Paul."

He stood up and took her hand. "Come on then," he smiled, kissing her hand, "Bedtime Mrs McCartney."

"The dishes...."

"Leave them. They can wait."

Once upstairs in the tiny bedroom, Paul reluctantly helped Jo out of her wedding dress. He sighed as she slipped it off. "It's such a simple yet beautiul dress," he said wistfully, "It's seems such a shame to take it off."

As Joanne stepped out of her dress, he took in the silky cream and lace lingerie she was wearing underneath. He eyes widened and he stepped closer to her. "However, looking like you do now, I do admit, I prefer you out of it instead. You look very beautiful Mrs McCartney."

"Do I Mr McCartney?" she asked coyly.

Once more he nodded then kissed her softly. He slipped his finger under the strap of her bra, allowing it to fall from her shoulder. He traced  the line down her body to the cup on her breasts. Gently he stroked her skin through the fabric. She gasped as his fingers brushed against her nipple and pressed herself closer to him. He stroked her more, teasing her nipples now through the silky cloth covering them. Jo groaned as desire swept through her. She reached up for his tie and fumbled in her eagerness to undo it.

"Why the rush?" he teased.

"You know why!"

He took her hands in his and pulled her to him. "I thought you were tired."

She shook her head. "I'm never too tired for you Paul, you know that."

He began to kiss her neck and shoulders, knowing how much this turned her on. Groaning against him now, Jo began to undo his shirt and run her finger through his chest hair.

"Ahhh!" Paul moaned, his arousal now pressing against Jo's thigh through his suit pants.

Swiftly picking her up, he carried her to the bed.  His hand and his mouth explored her body in a way she had never experienced with him before. Slowly he moved down her body until he stopped at the junction of her thighs. He stroked her underwear, pressing her with the soft fabric. Jo found herself ready to explode. He continued to touch her. Then, at the crucial moment, he stopped.

"NO!" she shouted, "Oh Please No!"

"You want me to do it again?" he teased.

She nodded, breathless, "I was ready to...." She stopped, flushed, embarressed.

Paul gave a soft chuckle. "Oh baby! You never cease to amaze me! We've been together for nearly 5 years Jo. You can't be embarressed by what we share when we're in bed together!"

Jo blushed again. "I can't help it..."

He silenced her with a kiss, invading her mouth with his tongue whilst his fingers returned to their previous position. It only took a moment to bring her to the brink. She shouted his name as her orgasm hit her. Paul watched as she calmed. Smiling up at him,. Jo lay there, flushed with pleasure.

"Feeling better now?" he asked her gently.

She nodded.

"Good."

His head dipped down as he slid her underwear off. His tongue moved to her this time. He explored her once more, causing her to moan loudly as she drew closer to her climax. Paul continued his pleasuring. Feeling her wetness, he moved in a swift rhythmn. She bucked her hips to meet him, shouting out his name. He could feel how close she was as he continued. This proved her undoing. Paul could feel her pulsating against him and she cried out once more.

As she quietened, he moved back up her body and pulled her closer to him. He felt tears in his eyes.

"Oh Joanne I love you so much.  I never imagined I could love anyone as much as I love you!!"

He kissed her deeply then, as the passion grew once more between them, he slowly made love to his bride, sealing the promises that they had made to each other earlier that day.