ALBERT’S DECLARATION OF LOVE

Albert pressed Annabelle's body between old books and parchments that had a distinctive aroma in his senses. Albert's lips devoured her greedily, it was because they hadn't touched each other in a long time. Albert's lips pressed together, as if to make the sound of drums beating Annabelle's chest. Not only because of Albert's treatment, but also because this was an open place that people could enter suddenly, a new challenge for Annabelle.

They shouldn't be doing it here, it's very rude. But Annabelle began to forget that courtesy when Albert's touch left her unable to think but to enjoy what her husband gave her.

Albert's hand brushed Annabelle's dress between his lips. His hand rubbed the inside of Annabelle's leg and awakened her passion. What Albert did, quickly got his core wet.

Annabelle was surprised when her husband turned his body so that his back was to him. Albert tugged at the straps of her dress which was knotted behind her back, releasing it and revealing Annabelle's beautiful back. Albert's eyes lit up at the sight. Quickly, he untied the knot and left Annabelle's back fully exposed. That's when Albert's lips showered Annabelle's back with hot kisses. Making the sigh that Annabelle had been holding in, finally just let go.

Annabelle's hands had to hold onto the front of the dress, so it wouldn't slide down because of the open back straps. Luckily there was still a corset holding Annabelle's dress, so it didn't open completely. Unfortunately, with agility, Albert pulled the corset and freed it from Annabelle's body.

"Albert, what are you doing?" Annabelle asked in a slightly harsh tone.

"I told you, I don't like it when your beautiful body is tortured by this corset.

After being satisfied with showering Annabelle's back with his kisses, Albert returned to face Annabelle with his face. Their eyes stared at each other, Albert's golden brown eyes drowning Annabelle's blue ones. Albert's head lowered and pressed his wife's lips again, while Annabelle's hands were already hanging beautifully around Albert's neck.

The sound of their screech echoed throughout the library. Bouncing a louder voice entered the ears of both of them. As if the natural music created so naturally on the stone walls of the library. I was so carried away with Albert's lips, without realizing that Albert had brought Annabelle to a large wooden chair located behind a marble table that Albert often used when reading his books.

Albert sat on the wooden chair with Annabelle on his lap. Annabelle's hands cupped Albert's face and her lips now dominated their speech. Albert smiled happily when he found out that his wife had fallen into his trap.

Albert's hand slipped under Annabelle's dress, tugging at Annabelle's core shield. Pass it and throw it carelessly. Likewise, Albert quickly lowered his pants.

"Raise your body, My Lady. My shoulders can't move freely yet," said Albert.

Following her husband's orders, Annabelle lifted herself up. It was then that Albert prepared his own to be able to merge with his wife.

"Put yourself down," Albert said again, to teach his wife something Annabelle had considered disrespectful. Annabelle's eyes looked at Albert with doubt, but Albert's gaze was more dominant than his wife's. Until finally Annabelle was submissive and followed her husband's direction.

Annabelle is indeed not the type of woman who easily submits to what people tell her to do, if the order is something that is not in accordance with her principles and ideology. But Albert always found a way to subdue his wife.

Slowly, Annabelle lowered her body right on top of her husband's. The union was slowly happening. Annabelle's head was tilted upwards, staring at the ceiling of the library, which was full of exquisite ornaments and paintings, as the union took place. Soft sighs and short grunts of breath, escaped from Annabelle's slightly opened mouth. A first union that has a different feel, because Albert's belongs completely to it.

"Move, My Lady," whispered Albert giving Annabelle a chance to dominate their union. It was then that Annabelle's body began to move. Annabelle's body trembled as she felt a sensation she had never felt for the first time. Albert teaches Annabelle to move even faster.

"Albert your shoulder," said Annabelle who still had time to worry about the condition of her husband's shoulder in the middle of his movement.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Albert replied.

Annabelle's strands of hair began to fall off one by one from her coils due to the movements she made. Excited by the hair, Albert's hand was raised and removed Annabelle's hair bun which finally fell completely on his wife's white shoulder.

Albert's hand lowered the front of Annabelle's dress. Instantly a beautiful sight, unfolded before his eyes. Beautiful hills with challenging peaks, spoiling Albert's eyes. Albert's hand quickly cupped it, while Albert's lips tasted the hill that was free from his hand.

Getting a kiss from Albert's hot lips made Annabelle's movements even more intense. The sound of their movements, Annabelle's sighs, Albert's squeaks and the creaking of the wooden chairs they sat on, became a beautiful blend, accompanying Annabelle's body movement on top of her husband's.

Albert's moans began to sound as Annabelle brought him to great pleasure. Albert was always pleased with Annabelle's every move, always beautiful and indulgent. Annabelle's hand gently caressed Albert's injured shoulder.

"Tell me if I hurt or hurt you," Annabelle said.

"You're not making me sick, keep moving," Albert replied. Hearing Albert's words that were not bothered by his movements, made Annabelle look for his release. His movements began to pound and intensify, making his core wall throb, just as Albert's also bulged, filling his own.

Not long after, a loud scream came from the mouths of the two as they exploded together. The scent of their union pervaded their senses. Annabelle's head fell onto Albert's unharmed shoulder. Both of them gasped for breath. Albert's hand went up to rub Annabelle's exposed back.

Annabelle's current appearance was very messy. Albert scrambled it in such a way. It was always like this when she was with Albert, Annabelle often lost control of herself, even her behavior always violated boundaries and norms. If people saw her current appearance, they would definitely look down on her, because what she did not reflect her as a Lady, much less a Duchess.

"Stop that thought of yours!" said Albert who seemed to know what Annabelle was thinking.

Annabelle was stunned to hear her husband's words. She immediately lifted her head and looked at her husband. "Can you read my mind?"

"I know what you're thinking, Annabelle. Be my Annabelle without thinking about what people think of you. Just think about us, what makes us happy. They do not feel what we feel, they will not understand let alone care about our happiness. You are not only a Lady or a Duchess to me, you are more than that because I love you."

Annabelle's body froze when Albert told her he loved her. The word seemed to keep echoing on the library walls, so she could hear it constantly in her eardrums. Annabelle's eyes immediately clouded, she was just a poor Lady with a debt piled on her shoulders. She came to Albert with a myriad of problems. Annabelle only hoped for protection from Albert and the honor she could hold back.

Unexpectedly, Albert gave her love. The feelings she had felt for her husband for a long time she dared not express.

"I love you too, Albert," said Annabelle who then wept in the crook of her husband's neck, spilling all her emotions there.

A wide smile, painted on Albert's lips knowing that he was not one-sided. Aware of all that had happened to him, Albert didn't want to hold back his feelings anymore. He wanted Annabelle to know that he loved her.

Threats will always come to him, death can come at any time. He didn't want to die without Annabelle knowing that he loved her. Knowing each other's feelings, they ended their activities by kissing each other's sweet lips. They smiled as their lips parted, their foreheads together.

Albert draped his leather coat over Annabelle's body to hide his wife's appearance. With a jog, they sneaked into Albert's main room which they had never stayed in during Albert's illness. Tonight is going to be a long night for both of them.

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