XXII. FAITH & LOVE

CHAPTER 22. FAITH AND LOVE

I lift my head from Louis's shoulder. He gets up, stepping out of the carriage, and offering me his hand.

I take his hand, thinking he would help me down, but he pulls me down to him, and picks me up, making me gasp.

"Louis!" I squeak out, as a laugh escapes me.

He just chuckles, and makes his way to the house, which was surprisingly empty.

"Is there no staff here?" I question, as he carries me through the door.

"I think Mother didn't have time to employ anyone." He replies, as he carries me up the stair.

"You really should put me down." I tell him, looking up at him. "You might stumble."

"I'm wounded, Diana." He replies, continuing to carry me up the stairs. "You have so little faith in me."

We reach the top of the stairs, and he pauses, as we look at each other.

"I do have faith in you." I tell him, softly. "I just don't want you to be hurt."

"As long as you are with me, I can't imagine what will hurt me." He replies, just as soft as me, slowly putting me down.

A smile makes it's way to my face at his words, as I stand in front of him, pulling his collar down, to connect our lips.

Our arms wrap around each other, as we pull ourselves as close as we could. My one hand goes to his neck, as I move backwards, pulling him with me. My back hit a door, and he turns us around, turning the handle, and we stumble inside, still connected at the lips.

I feel complete bliss, as we move our lips with each our, making excitement bubble in my stomach.

He softly pulls away, looking into my eyes with concern.

"We do not have to do anything you do not like." He tells me, sincerity.

I give him a soft smile, as I pull him back towards me, our lips close, as I look up at his eyes, with nothing but love in mine.

"I have a feeling, I will like everything we do." I reply, pulling him to me once again.

He moves forwards, as I let him guide me to the wall behind me. My back hits the wood, softly, as his arm moves to my waist, resting there, as he bunches up the fabric in his hands. My both hands move to his neck, as his lips move down to my neck.

I sigh in pleasure, as he removes the cloth from my shoulder, sucking on the skin, as he nibbles and bites on it. I pull his face back to me, while his hands travel to the back of my dress, undoing the hooks, and pulling the dress off of my shoulders, making to slide down and gather at my feet, with me just wearing  the corset and petticoat.

I move forward, stepping out of the dress, as I tug at his coat, making him take off his hands from my body, as I remove the coat. His hands snake back around me, feeling warm against the skin that was exposed between my corset and petticoat at the back. He moves his hands upwards, resting on the curve on my breasts, as I take the braces off his shoulders, my hands undoing the buttons of his shirt.

His hands, that were on my waist turn me around, as his fingers undo the strings of my corset. His lips come back to my neck, as the string is pulled out, slowly, as it opens, exposing back, which hits his chest, as he pulls me closer, my eyes fluttering shut, while my hand moves up to his head, my fingers in his hair.

I turn around, as his finger delicately tug at my corset, but he pauses, looking at me.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" He asks him, his voice heavy and low.

I continue to stare into his eyes, as I take his hands, and move them to my shoulders, making the strips on my corset move off, and the corset to fall. He looks down at me, with love and adoration, as he waits for me to say the word he is looking for.

"Yes." I whisper to him, and his lips are immediately on the middle of my chest, my eyes closing shut, while I let out a soft whimper, as his lips move along the shape of my breasts.

He guides me to the bed behind me, but we don't stop moving, as our legs hit the side of the bed, making us fall to on it. I let out an unexpected gasp, as I was anticipating we would stop near the bed.

"Oh, sorry." He breaths out, as we turn to each other, laughing lightly.

His hand caresses my check, pulling me into yet another kiss, as we move on the bed, where I lay down and he's on top on me.

"I love you." He breaths out, in between kisses, making a wide grin come to my face.

"And, I love you." I tell him, smiling as his fingers tuck my hair away from my face. He sits up, pulling me to his lap, as I give him a small kiss. "My heart is yours's, and always will be."

"And, I promise I will protect it." He replies, and I put my hands on his cheek, smiling.

We lean in, our lips joining again, and I pull his shirt off of him, while his fingers undo the buttons on my petticoat.

My hands are on his chest, as he pulls the petticoat, and I move up so that he could remove it. As the thin fabric is pulled off, I sit in front him, without anything to hide. With a blissful look on his face, his eyes move over my body, as he looks as me, as if it was everything he ever needed and everything he will ever need.

"You are so beautiful." He tells me, laying me down again. "Whatever did I do to deserve you?"

I just give him a soft smile in return, as we kiss again. My hands move down, and undoes the hook of his pant, and he takes over, and pulls them off. My eyes fall down on him, as I let out a shaky breath.

"This might hurt." He tells me softly. "We can stop anytime you like."

"I know." I tell him, smiling up at him, as he positions himself, and thrusts.

I let out a quivering gasp, as I close my eyes tight, getting used to the pain.

"Are you alright?" Louis asks me softly, as I nod at him.

"I am." I tell him, as he start to slowly move, making me moan out.

I look at him, as he moves slowly in me, moans coming out, as I pant with a knot forming in my stomach.

"Louis." I breath out, gasping as he continues to move. "Oh, my."

He looks at me, as he groans, both of us panting with each other, as my moans grown louder, making him move faster.

"I-" I breath out, forgetting all the words I was about to say, as I was on the edge.

"Diana." He groans out, as I release, reaching my climax, as I feel him reach his.

My chest heaves, as he pulls out, softly dropping to my side, as I catch my breath, turning to look at him. He reaches his hand to my face, his fingers pulling my hair away from my face, as his hand rests on my cheek.

We both smile at each other, as his other hand grabs my waist, pulling me close. I turn, resting my head on his chest, as I close my eyes, I feel his hand tighten around my waist, as he softly kisses the top of my head.

A/N

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