It began with a kiss (Completed)

Chapter - 48 Mr and Mrs Richardson...

Eva was standing in Liam's room. Well... it was their room now. Their home. She smiled.

She was standing near a large window in Liam's room looking out at the full moon. She was still in her wedding gown and was waiting for Liam.

Everything had happened with the speed of lightning, she smiled to herself. A week ago Liam had visited her parents with his grandmother and had asked for her hand in marriage. She had laughed at his nervousness but had admired him for the same. His small actions made her heart fuller with love for him and she wondered if loving him more than this could ever be possible.

As they had said there vows in front of the little crowd which included both the families and their friends. She couldn't help but smile adoringly at the man who had swept her off her feet. She could see her emotions mirroring in his eyes.

Their lingering kiss was met by cheers and whistles from everyone in the crowd. She could see the happiness on her parent's face. Finally she had the one she had always waited for. Her heart swelled with joy and closing her eyes she took a deep breath and said a name which now had become the centre of her universe.
" Liam..." she smiled.

"Missing me, my love?" a deep and husky voice sounded close to her ear and she turned around in surprise. He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him.

"Liam!" Eva gasped. Her voice filled with longing and love.

He touched her cheek with the back of his fingers.
"My beautiful, Mrs Richardson." he whispered as he lowered his head for a kiss.

His body was like a hard rock against her soft limbs. She could only cling to him as she gave  herself up to his passionate kiss. When they finally broke the kiss she found themselves standing in the centre of the room.

She noticed he had removed his jacket and was now in his white shirt and black trousers. She lowered her gaze  feeling shy all of a sudden.

He bent his head and ran a trail of small kisses from her jaw to her neck. A soft moan escaped from her lips which she couldn't recognise as hers.

While still planting small kisses on her neck Liam pulled down the strap of her gown and the next thing Eva knew was that she was standing there in front of him in nothing but her bra and panty.

Suddenly feeling ashamed of her nakedness she turned her back to him and folded her arms in an attempt to hide her bosom. She had never been naked in front of a man ever before. He was her first and he will be her last. And she knew it and was happy at the fact.

He took a step closer to her and his chest touched her back. He placed his hands on her slender shoulders and nuzzled in her neck as he whispered softly.
"Eva..." his voice sounded husky and that made her belly quiver and heart pound. Her name on his lips sounded like a sacred word.

He slowly turned her around but she still had her head lowered. Still not sure how to meet his eyes. Taking her small hand in his much bigger one he lifted it to his lips and slowly kissed on her knuckles before resting it on his chest.
"Why don't you help me with it?" his voice sounded so sensual.

She looked up at him and saw the need and want for her in his eyes. She had wanted this man since the day she met him. She loved him and he was all she needed, she admitted to herself.

Controlling her trembling fingers she started to unbutton his shirt and could feel his breathing deepen. Slipping her hands inside his shirt she pushed the fabric off his shoulders. She couldn't help but feel marveled looking at him. He was every woman's fantasy come true.

Slowly she brought her hands to his naked chest and touched his flesh with fingers as light as feather. He shivered at her small touch and his muscles flexed. His reaction excited her and now feeling more brazen she rested her hand on his wildly beating heart. His pounding heart felt in sync with her own. She placed a small featherlight kiss on his chest as she whispered," I love you, Liam."

His breath shuddered and the next instant he pulled her away from him and picked her up in his arms. He laid her slowly on their marital bed and looked at her with a slow gaze of appraisal.
"Exquisite..." his voice so thick with need and want that he himself couldn't recognise it.

His diluted pupils met with hers and she was paralyzed by the intensity of his gaze as he subjected her to a slow appraisal. Then he traced the upper curves of her breast with his fingers and that small touch almost stopped her heart. She sucked in some much-needed air as she wondered desperately how could such a small touch be so seductive.

He got on the bed and his thigh brushed closer to hers. Her body quickly responded at the touch as if it had developed a brain of it's own.

He  slowly pulled off her bra. Her breasts  felt swollen and her head as if floating in air. He splayed his long fingers to cage the fullness of the one breast as he lowered his head and took the burgeoning rosy tip of the other into the heat of his mouth while his fingers toyed with the other.

He repeated the same to her other breast. She felt her stomach curl. She gasped and moaned under his slow and seductive touch. Her back arched  involuntarily as he trailed a line of kisses from her breast to her lips.

"You are the most beautiful woman, Eva. You are my one and only." he whispered  against her lips before taking the possession of her mouth.

His large body loomed over hers. His fingers traced down from her swollen breasts to her stomach and further down.

She felt lost. Lost in heat of passion. Everything except for the man in front of her and the things he was making her feel became blurred. She writhed beneath him. Her body feeling hot.

She reached for his broad shoulders and the feel of his smooth skin delighted her. He took her mouth again in a kiss.

A moan escaped her lips as he touched her wet core. Her hands curled into a fist on his chest.

"You want me?" he asked. Even though he knew her answer but he still wanted her to say it.

"Y- yes." she moaned. "Please." She begged.

He lifted her and in one fluid movement thrust into her. He stilled as he heard   her cry of pain.

He covered her mouth with his and kissed her long and deep.
"Trust me, Eva. I'll never hurt you." he husked softly against her mouth while his long fingers teased the tip of her breasts.

Surprisingly the pain subsided and she could feel a new wave of pleasure. He slowly started thrusting into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him as though he were her world.

When her body started accepting him he increased his pace and then with one deep, powerful thrust he sent her over the edge. She cried out his name and heard his answering cry as his great body shuddered violently with the powerful force of his own orgasm.

They consummated their marriage. Now she  was finally his and he was hers...

(This was the most beautiful image I could find on internet. Now look at it and sigh cz that's what I'm doing right now 😅🙈)

Special thanks to SuMia202 who named this chapter.