Edward Seymour's bedchamber

She grinned too.

"Of course I know.. But you have every right if i will be too much."

Then she smiled softly.

"Actually I don't care about the rumours. But I don't want you to be in trouble. Let's see how the night will go."

"You know you are never too much, my lady. I enjoy your company more than anything these days." I smiled at her. "Yes you're right, let's just see where the night takes us."

She smiled like she agreed with what he said.

"How many kids do you want when you get married my lord?"

She asked suddenly.

I raised my eyebrows, never having truly thought of it before. "I suppose I would want two, perhaps three. It of course depends also on what my fiancee is willing to have."

She smiled.

"I am sure that God will give you healthy and clever children , Edward."

The wine started to show its effect. She was hoping that she wouldn't do something silly.

I entered Edward's chamber surprised that he was not here. The air smelled of a woman I opened the window letting in the summer breeze. I placed myself on his bed laying back.

I found Anne in my chamber, and smiled as I saw how comfortable she made herself on my bed. "I see you look right at home here," I said while smiling. The open window let in the scent of the flowers from the garden below.

I raised my head and smiled. Yes my love I am but shall this be our room when we are married because I was wondering if we should start a fresh new wife, new bed that sort of thing Jealousy now filled Anne's body questions that she never thought of came to her mind.

I nodded. "That can be arranged, if you wish." I saw a troubling look in her eye and cautiously went to her. "Are you feeling well?"

I sat up and nodded removing myself of the bed itself. Edward I can't stand the fact that I will never be the first to be intimate with you when I ccontemplate making love with you it floods my mind

I sat next to her and sighed, knowing this talk was well overdue. I placed my arm around her to comfort her. "I will not say the usual speech that 'men have needs' or any of that. I had suspicions of you and my brother Thomas...he has always been the charmer of the family, and when I heard you had been spending time with him, I withdrew myself from the situation."

I was even more confused now was he questioning my morals now. No how could you even think that I would lay with your brother he has been a great friend when you were ignoring me. Since you have doubts about me I shall retire to my bedchamber. I left a crying mess feeling truly heartbroken

"Anne, don't," I pleaded as I gently pulled her back to me. "You have to understand that the rumors circulated so strongly. I dared not ask you or Thomas of the truth and risk being hurt by the both of you. I don't know what I was thinking."

I pulled away from him again leaving him standing alone I had no intentions of telling him where I was going Or when I was coming back

After a week of not seeing my edward I went back to his room waiting for him outside his chamber

I was at the desk writing yet another missive when Anne came in. I looked at her with no expression on my face. "You ran off suddenly the other night."

"Of course I will go with you Anne, it wouldn't seem right if I did not go." I got up and sat next to her on the bed, taking her hands in mine and kissing them. "I know you're good for me. There is no one else I want."

"Truly?" I asked, feeling a very important appendage of mine begin to stir. "I wonder what you have in mind.." I brought her close to me and traced kisses along the side of her neck.

My breath shuddered as I felt her gentle touch on my member. I laced my fingers through her silky hair, feeling her breath on my skin. "You're starting off quite well," I whispered.

"Gladly," I replied, and had her stand up before me. Rising myself close to her, I took my time. Smiling, I released her hair from its coif, letting her chocolate-colored ringlets free to cascade down her white shoulders. I turned her around and untied the strings of her corset, letting her bodice loosen. The material sagged against her skin before falling into a puddle at her feet. Slowly I took in every part of her: her slender legs, curving hips and small waist. Her breasts were like ripe fruit wanting to be picked. I cupped one in my hand feeling the weight of it, the heat, and how her rosy nipple puckered. I put my mouth to it, tasting her, my other hand grabbing her firm buttocks.