Edward Seymour's bedchamber

"Truly I am luckier," I said, my hands sliding up and down her back. I watched as goosebumps appeared on her skin. I undid my pants, letting them fall to the floor just before taking her into my arms and kissing her with all the passion built up between us.

There was a fire in her that matched my own. I lay atop her and opened her legs, fitting perfectly between them. I was at her entrance when I whispered: "This might hurt." Slowly I slid inside her, she was warm and moist. I felt the barrier of her virginity give way as I eased my way fully inside. I let out a breath as I felt how tight she was around me and I moved in short strokes to let her get used to me.

"You feel so good Anne." I managed to say between breaths. She opened to me like a flower, her silky skin pressed to mine. I leaned down and kissed her hungrily, pushing her legs up farther and pinning them with my arms to allow her to feel me more deeply within her.

I loved the way she was so passionate, opening beneath me and ready for more. I pushed in with a little more force, my teeth grazing her neck as I felt her nails dig into me. I rolled us over so she was on top of me, my hands on her hips as I moved her on top of my member.

"Ride me, Anne," I whispered hoarsely. I fondled her breasts, reaching up and kissing them as my hands stroked her back and my fingers tangled in her hair.

"What you look like is a woman who needs to learn to let go," I whispered. I sat up so our bodies were crushed together in passion. "Tell me what you want, Anne.."

The softness of her breasts, the dewiness of her slightly sweaty skin, her perfume..all these elements hypnotized me and as she moved faster on top of me I thrust up into her at the same time, grabbing her plump bottom. I kissed her neck, my lips finding the hollow of her collarbone. I tried hard to keep myself from exploding within her warm depths. "After this time...I promise...we will have the whole night to teach you everything you want to know," I whispered between groans of pleasure.

My breathing intensified as she moved quicker, her hips rhythmically pounding against me. Seeing her in wild abandon I could resist no longer. Pulsing against her I let myself release within her, holding her hips still as I groaned beneath her.

"I agree," I replied, breathing heavily. I rolled us over so we were laying next to each other. "Is tomorrow too soon for you?" I asked with a smile.

I was about to give a reply when suddenly I felt Anne's mouth on me and then there were no words. I lay back and let her please me, unable to suppress a groan of pleasure as she worked my member back to life. I threaded my fingers through her silky dark hair and relaxed. "We'll have to get a priest," I managed to say.

I didn't want to think about priests anymore; it was ruining the mood. I forced Bishop Fisher out of my head and returned to the present moment. "There are many things you can do that will please me," I offered. "Do not stop what you were doing before." I swept her hair over her shoulder so I could see her pleasuring me.

I leaned back and sighed as she took me into her mouth again. "Do be gentle, sweetheart," I whispered, placing my hands on the back of her head, threading my fingers through her thick black hair.