The wooden heavy door creaked as Roland pushed it open, disclosing the bridal chamber dimly lit. A soft golden glow from flickering candles placed strategically throughout the room bathed the room.
Janet sat on the bed's edge with her fingers twisting a loose thread of her dress; her eyes darted towards Roland who entered, and she felt her heart pound in her chest.
Roland closed the door behind him, his gaze never leaving Janet's. He could sense her anxiety, and his approach was deliberate, slow, and reassuring.
As he reached her, he gently cupped her face with his hands, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks.
Roland smiled inwardly.
'Since it's a feast. I can finally lose my V-Card...'
Thinking about this, Roland sighed.
Why is his life so different from other transmigrators? By this age, they might have already conquered half of the world whereas he had yet to have his first time.
Janet felt Roland soft touch, blushed.
"Shh, it's alright," he murmured, his voice calm and soothing. "You don't have to be nervous."
Janet nodded slightly, though she was tense. Roland lowered his face and touched her lips softly with his own.
It was a not-deep and urgent kiss. It was a slow gentle kiss to convey comfort and warmth.Janet felt most of the tension dissolve when he touched her.
His hand cradling her face, his other moved to the intricate lace of her veil.
Gently lifting it away from her head, it slid softly to the floor. Then, fingers glided along her neck as they freed the complex clasps holding her bridal gown. The time between the undoing of each button felt as though an eternity was slipping by, yet all the while Roland remained still and controlled.
Once the dress was undone, he peeled it away from her shoulders, exposing her creamy skin to the cool air of the room. Janet shivered, partly from the chill and partly from anticipation.
Roland kissed her again, this time trailing kisses down her jawline to the hollow of her throat. His hands roamed lower, slipping the straps of her undergarments down to reveal her breasts.
There was no bra, rather it was a similar piece of fabric. As it fell down, two pairs of beautiful cups jiggled a bit.
Janet felt embarrassed and covered her breasts making Roland chuckle.
"Don't be ashamed, Janet. They are as beautiful as yours."
Janet averted my intense gaze making my thing harder and wanted to erupt tearing away the fabrics but Roland made sure to control himself so that he didn't scare away Janet.
Then bending, he opened her lips to lick the soft perky nipples.
"Uhmmmmm!"
Janet softly gasped as Roland's mouth closed around one nipple, his tongue flicking across the sensitive nub.
His teeth grazed lightly, a shiver of pleasure passing through her body. She arched into his touch, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
At the same time, his other hand began to caress the curves of her waist, moving lower till it reached the apex of her thighs.
"Nah…Not there…UHMM!"
It was there that he stopped, his fingers playing with the seam of her underwear. Janet's breath caught, her core already throbbing with need.
Without any other words, Roland raised her legs and slid her underwear down.
Then his fingers slid down the flower bud and widened it exposing the pinkish tunnel dipping with dew drops.
Janet's eyes widened and her chest heaved up and down, as her gaze lingered on Roland's fingers at her entrance.
"L…Lord.."She quivered and clasped her thighs in embarrassment but how can Roland let it go?
After such a wait,can't he admire it a bit.
After all, it wasn't less than any treasure.
People ruin their lives running after it.
Then with sudden movement, his fingers dipped inside her folds.
"UHHHHHH!"
Janet moaned as a shock shot up towards her spine.
She was already wet, her arousal evident. He groaned into her breast, his own desire rising as he felt her heat.
"You're so ready for me," he breathed against her skin, his fingers coming upon her clit and circling it slowly.
"Uh…AHHHHH"
Janet moaned, her back arching involuntarily as his touch sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. He kept teasing her, his fingers switching from light, barely-there caresses to firmer, more insistent strokes.
"Lord…"
"No, call me husband!"Roland asserted, increasing the pace of sliding in her out.
"Husband...husband." she whimpered, her voice breaking with need. "Please."
He slid one inside her, then another, and began pumping them in and out at a leisurely pace.
Janet's hips bucked against his hand, her breathing growing ragged. Her sounds of pleasure were music to his ears, driving him to push her closer to the edge.
"AHhhh...OOOOO!"
"AHHHH!OOOO!"
Janet started humping and twisting her legs.Her boobs bounced back jiggling around.Despite her voluptuous body, her breasts weren't huge but were quite firm yet fluffy.
With one hand, Roland grabbed and started biting her nipples while using the other to finger her walls, sliding in and out and in between, he would press her walls causing her to moan gasp for more.
And just as she was to reach the peak, he pulled back a little, his fingers retreating from her aching core.
"Huh!" Janet blinked in surprise as the feeling of pleasure drowning in her suddenly disappeared.
"Hushhhh…"
Janet cried out in frustration, her body shaking with the effort to hold back her orgasm. Roland chuckled softly, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her struggle.
"Not yet," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I want you to beg for it."
Janet's eyes widened and she looked at the devilish smirk of Roland who raised the finger glistening with juices tracing her face.
"So do you want it.."
"That…"
Janet felt a bit embarrassed.Her ragged breathing coupled with hair sliding down her wet neck made Roland body heat up.
"Say, do you want more...Or should we just stop it?"Roland teased.
"Lord.."
"Call me husband..."
Janet didn't know what to say but she didn't argue.
Instead, she did something completely unexpected that shocked Roland.
With a swift motion, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Their bodies pressed together, her warmth seeping into him.
Roland growled in surprise, but before he could react, Janet's hands were on his belt, fumbling with the buckle.
"I want it.....I want it..."
She reacted stronger than Roland expected her to be that startled him, but that made him smile.
In seconds, his pants unfastened.
A long thick rod bounced and slapped her left boob giving a jiggle.
Janet gasped, staring at the thick long cock that seemed to be swell on top. Veins protrude over it as if bursting apart.
She extended her hand like possess and unbeknownst to him, she held his cock in hand, stroking it with practiced ease. Roland gulped, his head backing as her tight grip drew him up to full hardness. Janet smirked and looked up at him like an enchanter.
"Okay now?" she said, her thumb swiping over the tip of his cock.
"Do...Do.."Janet paused a bit and then spoke resolutely...
"My Lord, do you need me to do it..."
Roland blinked, looking at her in stunned surprise.
'SHITTT!'
'How did the tables turned all of a sudden.'