Chambre du Anne Bassett

Louis smirked, "Then please-it is late," he said and turned her round so that she had her back to him, "Allow me to help."

His hands began to unlace the back of her dress, as his mouth touched the side of her neck.

Anne gulped softly as he unlaced her dress, her hands going to pull her arms out of the sleeves but her mind was distracted by him. His kisses on her neck made her knees weak, and she slowly pushed the dress off and it slid off her body. In the shift, nothing was covered and her curvy body was completely exposed to him.

At that thought, Anne's keeps flushed and the flush travelled down to her chest as well and she bit her lip softly.

Louis brought her near to him and kissed her jaw, his hands on her stomach. He smelled the sweetness of her perfume and smiled at the soft curls of her hair, brushing against his face.

He could feel an arousal of desire within him, a warm dancing spark in his chest.

She pressed back against him her hand going to his neck softly and she stroked it "Je veux que ce." she whispered to him softly and she gulped "Je te veux." Her words were filled with want and lust, yet her eyes portrayed deeper feeling and she nudged her nose softly against his.

Louis grumbled deeply and moved to face her. He paused a moment before embracing her. The shape of her body could be seen through her shift; the warm tone of her skin, the ample curve of her bosom.

His hand reached forward and moved from her neck, to her chest were he stopped. He stepped closer and closer to her-his eyes now firmly fixed on hers.

Anne looked to where his hand was firmly planted on her chest and she ached for his touch. She smirked at him before withdrawing him his touch and she stepped over closer to the bed, before turning her back to him and she let her shift fall from her body before looking over shoulder at him "You are still clothed." she remarked.

He walked after her and shrugged and said simply, his arms outstretched, "Je vous ai aidé..."

Anne turned around, her full body on show now and she walked over to him slowly and she began unlacing his doublet with nimble fingers and she gulped softly.

Louis smiled and kept his eyes on her body, grinning to himself.

Anne continued unlacing the ties of his jacket before pushing it off his shoulders and she unlaced the ties of his chemises before her hands travelled to his doublet and she began unlacing them, her hands a little shaky.

He held onto her hands, noticing her quiver and kissed her shoulder, "Se coucher," he said softly.

He waited until she lay down before getting on the bed. He rested his hands by her neck as he positioned himself on-top of her.

Anne looked up at him, rather unsure what to do. Her dark eyes were glazed over with fear of the unknowing yet a willing desire to find out. She took a deep breath as she calmed her unsteady nerves.

Louis sighed and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, "Are you a..."

He paused and waited for her to finish.

Anne blushed and she nodded before gulping "Yes, this will be my first time." she whispered softly and she looked up at him and she widened her eyes "Is that a bad thing?"

Louis rolled over and shook his head, "No."

He looked over to her and touched her breast, "Though, you shouldn't be beneath me...not this time, you can control it a bit more if you're..."

Anne understood his words and she gently manoeuvred herself so she was on top and she gulped as she leaned down and she kissed him softly, her desire for him still not quenched and she sat up again and bit her lip as she raised her hips up before slowly, sliding down on her manhood and she stilled a moment in pain.

Louis stirred as he felt her move and moaned as he felt her warmness. He rose and wrapped his arm around her back and so that he may look into her eyes, he kissed her neck while his other arm wrapped around her small waist.

Anne was engulfed by nothing but pain as she slowly slid down and she stilled as soon as she reached the base of his manhood and she let out a puff of breath that she didn't even know she was holding it and she finally raised her hips again before sliding down again and she felt a string of pleasure go through her.

Louis grinned to himself as he heard her sigh-he assumed in pleasure but when he glanced up her noticed her pained expression. He held her chin and whispered, "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?"

Anne looked at him and a smile came to her angelic features "No." she whispered to him and she bit her lip "I don't think you could ever hurt me." she admitted to him and she kissed him softly as she raised her hips up again, before sliding back down the pain slowly etching away.

With a delicious smile he brought her closer to him and moaned, sweetly and deeply and held her hips-moving her up and down slowly.

Anne moaned sweetly as she continued moving, her hips moving in a slow delicate pace and she felt pleasure rip through her at such ministrations. It was lip a passionate dance, one she enjoyed "Louis.." she whispered, seductively and almost lovingly.

Louis growled as she said his name and rolled her onto her back, thrusting himself deeply into her as one hand travelled down her body.

Anne stared up at him and she moaned out, her mouth formed a silent 'o'and she closed her eyes as she was bathed in pleasure before opening them again and she bit her bottom lip.

Louis pushed himself harder into her as he could feel a searing pleasure course through him, his tongue circling around her breast, his hands pined her arms down..