Chapter 370 - 367: Honeymoon IV (1/2)

When Serena entered the room, what welcomed her was Geoffrey sitting on the bed, his back leaning on the headboard, and his eyes closed. A blanket was draped over his lower body, but he was naked from waist up. Briefly, she wondered if he was wearing anything underneath.

Was he asleep? Perhaps he got tired of waiting. She closed the door of the dressing room. When she turned to look at him again, their eyes met.

His gaze was smothering and made the moisture between her legs become more uncomfortable. She bit her lip.

Geoffrey smirked as he saw her blush despite the dim lighting. He has been waiting for her for almost half an hour and his manhood which has been painfully erect since he exited his dressing room already turned flacid. Now that she's here, dressed in some flimsy attire which he had no idea women wore, his erection came back to life with vengeance. All he wanted to do was tear the sorry excuse of cloth on her body and savor her.

”Sorry to keep you waiting…” Serena said as she walked to their matrimonial bed.

Geoffrey shook his head as he smiled. Then, he placed his feet on the ground before standing up from the bed.

Serena seeing him do so, had to pause. Now she knew the answer to her question. He was stark naked.

With confident footsteps despite his state of undress and angry erection he strode towards her.

It took all of Serena's willpower to keep her eyes from looking down.

Geoffrey now in front of her pulled her to an embrace. Their body pressed together, her breast pressed to his chest, his erection rubbing on her body, it felt so damn good. ”It was worth the wait, my princess.” He whispered as he bent to pick her up for a bridal carry.

Serena's heartbeat accelerated as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She could not wait for the moment he takes her. With her position, she saw her nipples have already turned into hard buds. She wondered if he knew how much she wanted him.

Geoffrey gently laid Serena on the bed. He stood straight for a moment to take in the vision she presented. Her hair fanning on the pillow, her face flushed, her pink nipples erect and visible through her attire, her body, pale and white. Gods, if he were not careful, this night would end before it even began.

Serena could feel his eyes drinking her in. She knew he liked what he saw but she still needed confirmation. ”Do you… like this?” she asked, trying to sound innocent while pertaining to her attire.

Geoffrey took her hand and guided it to his shaft. ”What do you think?” he asked.

Serena's hand trembled. Gods, what would he think if she were to suddenly suck his engorged manhood?

Geoffrey's eyes mooned seeing her expression. Then, he climbed the bed and positioned himself on top of her on all fours. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear, ”Serena, my wife, my princess, I am your husband. Whatever you wear, say, or do, I will always desire you. I love you.”

Then, before Serena could say anything back, he kissed her. It was not a tender gentle kiss. It was ravenous, passionate, and fervent. As if his kiss would show her how much he desired her.

Serena arched her back, pressing her body closer to his. Gods, she wanted nothing more than to push him down and impale herself on his cock.

Geoffrey moved from her lips to her neck, licking, kissing, and nibbling. Wanting to leave his marks on her skin. She was delicious and she was now all his. He continued to move from her neck down to her breast. Without removing the lingerie on her, he took one to his mouth and sucked her pinkish nipple while softly squeezing the other.