Chapter Eighteen

"But I'll be much more attentive after some wine." I say with a smile.

"Mm." He moaned. "I suppose."

He gently released his grasp on my chin. He gave me a gentle smile then took the wine from the basket, opened it, and took a drink.

"No glasses, how curious." I take the bottle from him and take a few big drinks.

"I love a woman who can hold her wine."

"I like this wine." I say and look at the label. "Seems…familiar."

"It's one of the wines you picked for the wedding feast."

"You broke into our wedding wine?"

"I had them order extra." He said. He took the bottle back and took a long drink.

"How many extra?" I asked playfully as I took the bottle back and took a few big drinks for myself.

"Several bottles." He said. He took the bottle back and took another drink before I snatched it back from him.

"Good." I said and took another swig.

"I wouldn't have thought you'd be this much of a wine glutton." He said.

I smiled and set the bottle down, resting it against a tree.

"Are you complaining?" I ask and I lean in towards him.

"Not yet." He said.

I leaned forward and kissed him before he can do anything.

"Can't complain if your mouth is busy." I jest.

He smiled then pulled me to him. He planted a kiss on me this time. His tongue pried my lips open, it searched through my mouth as his hands roamed my body. He pulled away from me just slightly.

"What you do to me." Aidan said.

"I said no complaining."

The wine was starting to go to my head but I liked it. I cling to him and kiss him again. We kiss passionately as he pulls me up onto his lap. He spreads my legs, putting them on either side of his body as he continues kissing me.

"Ari." He says breathlessly as he pulls away.

"Aidan." I say, equally flustered.

"I-I can't-" He said in a flustered tone.

"No ones asking you to." I say in a provocative tone.

"You wanted to wait until our wedding night, and I respect that."

"Not anymore." I said then kissed him. He caresses my back as he unties his pants.

I prop myself up slightly so he can pull his pants down, his hard member springing to attention.

He puts his hands on my hips and pulls me back down to his body.

"Are you sure Ari?"

"I'm sure."

"Then tell me. Say you want me. That I'm not imagining it."

"I want you."

He lets out a moan as he slides inside me.

"Say it again." He urges me.

"Aidan."

"Please." He whispers.

I wrap my arms around him and lean in to hide my red face.

"You first." I say and he chuckles.

"Can't you feel how much I want you." He asked as he pulled me closer pushing deeper into me.

"Can't you feel me?" I ask.

"You are wet, but I think we can do better." He pulls me towards him and pushes me away in rhythm with his thrusts.

I let out moans as he continued to push inside me.

"Ah I want to strip you down and take you in the grass right now. See you, feel you, roll around with you." He had started to slow down so he could place kisses all over my neck, my chest, and my breasts.

"I want you." I say as I hold onto him tight.

He laid me down on the blanket and climbed on top. He pushed up my dress and slid back inside me.

As he started thrusting again, I wrapped my legs around him and grabbed onto his forearms.

He kept going back and forth until we both climaxed. He was out of breath as he looked down at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You're beautiful." He says.

I blushed and looked away.

"Don't look away." He moves my face back to look at him. "Don't be embarrassed, ok?"

"Ok." I say tentatively.

"I'm going to call you beautiful every day until you don't look away anymore."

I could feel my heart beat rapidly in my chest.

"Aidan." I say as I pull down on my dress.

"Don't say my name like that Ari." He says and kisses me. "Or we'll have to start this all over again."

"N-no." I say and shake my head.

"You're not…upset, are you?" Aidan asked.

"No…why?"

"You wanted to wait but I…I can't control myself around you."

"I-I'm not ashamed."

"Good." He said. He kisses me again; his kisses linger on until he finally let's out a groan and sits up. He pulls his pants up and ties them.

I sit up and pull my dress all the way down. He takes my hand and places a kiss on my palm.

"I don't want you to be ashamed or embarrassed. I want you to be exactly as you were."

"W-which was?"

He smiled. "You were demanding, unapologetic, and erotic. It was…" He let out a moan and squeezed my hand.

"I'll um, I'll try. It's easier with a little wine."

"Then I'll order the rest the merchant has for this kind." He says and picks up the bottle.