Under The Moon And Stars

Chapter 4

The following evening Evie was out the door about two hours after sunset. She'd wanted to make certain that her parents were in for the night and that most of the servants would be retiring as well. She left the house calmly as though going for a nightly stroll. As soon as she was certain she was out of eyeshot from anyone who might be watching from the house, Evie took off in a run. She had been waiting for this since the moment she'd opened her eyes that morning. Dreaming of Eric, of his lips, his tongue. It was almost more than she could stand.

She'd wanted to spend the day alone worried that others would notice a change in her, but it wasn't to be. That morning at breakfast, her mother announced that they would be heading to the village for dress fittings. "We will be picking out a design for your wedding dress as well as an entirely new wardrobe. You'll need finer things now that you will be living in London. Isn't this exciting," her mother exclaimed. Normally this would be exciting for Evie. As wild as she was, she loved pretty clothes and her mother had already told her that she would be getting items far finer than any she'd owned before. Though this wasn't how Evie wanted to spend her day it would likely serve to pass the time quickly and she didn't want to dull her mother's excitement.

"I can't wait, Mother. When do you wish to leave?" Abigale smiled broadly at her daughter. "I would like to leave as soon as we finish with breakfast. Does that work for you?" Evie smiled back at her mother, "Of course. Just let me change into a nicer gown. This one I'm wearing is fine for the home, but I should put on something nicer for going to town."

Her mother nodded and said, "That is fine. I will order the carriage brought around while you are changing." Evie finished her last couple bites of food before excusing herself. She gave her father a hug and said goodbye before heading up the stairs and to her room and summoning Lucy. Once Lucy arrived, she assisted Evie in changing from her simple dress that had some small grass and dirt stains on the hem into a light green dress with matching slippers. She quickly twisted her already braided hair into a knot before placing a straw bonnet on her head. Evie grabbed a shawl and gloves and headed out the door. She reached her mother just as the carriage arrived.

The ride was nice. Evie didn't go into the village much, so each time was a treat. Once at the dress shop, though, the work began. Evie first had her measurements taken and recorded. Afterwards she looked at several wedding dress designs. This is where Evie realized she and her mother had a difference of opinion. Evie wanted a velvet dress but before she had the opportunity to say anything her mother began raving about how much she loved satin and asking Evie if she agreed. Normally Evie would give her true opinion but seeing the excitement in her mother's eyes, Evie decided to say nothing. Instead, she nodded in agreement. Evie did like satin, she just liked velvet more. She liked how soft it felt on her skin. But it wasn't worth disappointing her mother. Not to mention it was a summer wedding and velvet was likely to be too warm.

When the seamstress asked about color, Evie said that she'd like a blue wedding dress, the same shade as her eyes if possible. Blue was Evie's favorite color, and she always felt confident when she wore it. "Oh, but Evie," her mother exclaimed, "I had thought you would pick a pink dress. Pink is so pretty and reminds one of flowers. It's always been my favorite color. Won't you at least consider it?"

Evie couldn't stand to see her mother unhappy. And she'd never asked much of her. If this was important to her then Evie would agree. Most brides wanted to look beautiful for their grooms, but Evie had no idea what Alexander found beautiful, so she was already at a disadvantage. "Of course, Mother. If you think that's best."

"Oh good," her mother exclaimed. "I'm so happy you agree. Now let's pick a design. By now Evie knew to remain quiet and simply listen to her mother. Abigail picked the design and the wedding dress was settled. Now it was time to pick all the gowns for her wardrobe. Again, Evie deferred to her mother. Abigail was on cloud nine looking at designs and then fabrics. Evie was content to just sit and nod. Though her mother hated city living she had impeccable taste in clothes and Evie knew that even without her input and opinions the dresses would be lovely. By the time they were done it was well past noon, so Abigail suggested having tea in the village before going home. They had a lovely time together in an adorable tearoom on the same street as the dressmakers and then left for home.

Now with the day's chores behind her, Evie ran like the wind to the only place she wanted to be. She didn't hesitate this time and ran straight to Eric's door and knocked. The door opened quickly and Eric ushered her inside. "Miss Evie," Eric declared, "Is there something I can do for you this evening?" Evie blushed at his question before replying, "Just call me Evie, and I think you know why I'm here." Eric laughed out loud, "I do Evie, I do. But I also enjoy seeing you blush." Evie laughed in turn, "Well something tells me you'll be seeing me blush a lot. At least for a while."

Eric smiled, "And I shall look forward to each one. Now, Evie, would you care for anything to eat or drink? Or would you prefer to go straight to the bedroom?" "I could use a quick glass of water, but then the bedroom please," Evie responded. Eric nodded before filling a glass with water. Evie drank it, grateful after her run. The moment the glass touched the table however, Evie spun around took Eric's hand and led him straight into the bedroom.

Once there Evie said, "This time I want to do something for you. I want to take you into my mouth and return the pleasure you gave me yesterday." Eric looked at her with amusement. "Well, I certainly won't turn that down. Would you like me to lay on the bed? Or would you prefer that I sit in the chair, or stand?" Evie was taken aback. She had no idea it could be done in more than one position. "Umm...well, I don't know. When I witnessed it happening to another gentleman he was standing and the girl was kneeling on the floor. I didn't realize there were other ways to do it."

Eric laughed, "Oh my dear Evie, you will learn in time that there are many possibilities when it comes to intimacy. Some I'll show you, and some will no doubt be taught by your husband. But for this first time, would you prefer to do it the way you saw it played out?" Evie nodded and gave a nod. "Very well. Should I keep my pants on as well?" Again, Evie nodded, and sank to the floor onto her knees, the same way she'd seen Lucy. Eric unbuttoned his pants and slowly withdrew his member. Evie's eyes went wide when she came face to face with a man's genitalia for the first time in her life. It was long and dangled over his fingers.

She must have looked alarmed because Eric began to stroke her hair. "It's ok Evie. Just take your time. Seeing it at a distance is different from this. I understand. A man's member is soft in the beginning but as it becomes more aroused it will get bigger and harder. You don't have to put it in your mouth either. If you prefer to use your hand, all you have to do is hold it and pump like this." At that Eric demonstrated the movement for her, and to Evie's amazement it did in fact start to grow and stiffen. That made her excited and she gently took his member from him and into her own hand.

Eric had said she didn't have to use her mouth and Evie decided to just pump it with her hand. She was amazed at the change that came over it, growing fatter and longer with every stroke. Eventually it seemed to stop growing and was hard as a rock but the skin was soft as velvet. She pumped a little faster now that she was used to the movement. Eric must have been enjoying it because he began to gasp and moan. "Oh yes Evie, oh that feels great. Keep it up. Uhhh...Uhhh..." His affirmations emboldened her and she suddenly wanted nothing more than to take him in her mouth and suck him.

She moved her hand down closer to the base and before Eric realized her intention plunged his member into her mouth as far as she could without hitting the back of her throat. "Oh Yes! Oh, Evie you have no idea how good that feels!" Evie still pumped with her hand the way she'd seen Lucy do to Charles, but she also licked and sucked him as hard as she could. She appreciated how smooth his skin felt. Her tongue enjoyed the taste of him. She even whimpered a bit with the joy of knowing she was bringing him as much pleasure as he'd given her.

The harder she sucked the more Eric seemed to like it. He was panting and grunting while running his hands through her hair. Suddenly he gasped loudly and cried, "I'm about to spill my seed. If you don't want it in your mouth you need to pull off." Evie knew what he meant; Lucy had explained it to her. When the seed was released into her womb a baby could be created. But if she swallowed it, there was no risk. Evie wanted to swallow so she kept sucking. Eric was panting like crazy, when suddenly his body jerked and he cried out in a roar. That was when she felt it. A warm and gooey liquid shot out from the tip of Eric's member and hit the back of her throat. Unfortunately she wasn't prepared for the trajectory in which it came, and she began to cough and sputter. His seed began to spill out of her mouth and down cheeks and chin.

Evie was humiliated and felt like crying. Eric, however, acted as if it was no big deal. He asked if she was ok while tucking himself back in his pants. She coughed some more but nodded. Eric, kissed the top of her head and said, "Give me just a second." He left the bedroom but returned just moments later. He carried a damp rag and her water glass. Kneeling in front of her he quickly wiped her face, cleaning off every trace of his essence. Then he handed her the glass and told her to take a drink. She did, which calmed the tickle in her throat. When she could speak, she looked at him shyly, her cheeks red with embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry. I wanted to swallow it but...it wasn't as easy as I thought."

Eric laughed. "It's alright, Evie. I remember the first time my wife tried to swallow as well. She couldn't do it either." Evie couldn't help her curiosity, "Did she ever learn?" Eric nodded, "Yes, she did. But she wanted to learn. You are under no obligation to do that for me Evie. You can let go with your mouth and finish with your hand only."

"I want to learn Eric, I do. I'm hoping that I can learn some skills from you that will impress my future husband." Eric laughed out loud at that. "Oh Evie, you have nothing to worry about. Your husband will be very impressed with you. I don't predict any complaints about the bedroom from him. Now come and get on the bed. It's your turn, and it is very well deserved."

Evie got off her knees and climbed readily onto the bed. She pulled her skirt up and over her hips, spreading her legs wide. "I love that you are so eager," Eric said to her, a warm smile on his face. This time Eric lifted her slightly, putting her legs over his shoulders and his hands under her hips. He was on his knees when he leaned over and lowered his head to her mound. Evie sighed in contentment, thrilled to end her day in his bed. Eric kissed and stroked her with his tongue, teased her with his lips. He ran his tongue down the length of her and when he reached her opening he pushed the tip of it inside.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh Eric! Oooooh!" Evie hadn't been prepared for that as he hadn't done it the day before. Once his tongue was coated in her juices he pulled out and attacked her clit. Evie squealed in delight her breathing already becoming erratic. It wasn't going to take long tonight, not with the red hot need she felt. "Oh please Eric, Please! I need it! I...I need it so much!" Eric continued to plunder her with his mouth. He licked and sucked on her nub as though he needed her to survive. Evie's body tightened, and her toes curled. She attempted to gyrate her hips, though Eric held her steady. "I'm...I'm...I'm going to...Ohhh Ahhhhhhh!" Evie arched her back and screamed as she came. The overwhelming feeling of pure ecstasy took over her body and she shook and thrashed. Eric held her close, his face still buried in her folds, his lips still kissing and his tongue still licking. When her body eventually began to relax and her screams simmered to whimpers, Eric slowly placed her lower body back on the bed and with a kiss to each of her thighs released her.

"I guess I don't have to ask if you enjoyed that," Eric joked. Evie giggled. It was all she could manage at the moment. Eric sat up on the bed and took her hand, holding it while her body continued to recover from the powerful orgasm it had experienced. When her breathing became even and her eyes could focus she sat up. She leaned over and gave Eric a peck on the cheek. It was just a friendly peck, like the ones she gave to Natti, and he smiled at her before kissing her hand.

"I should be going. I'm exhausted after today and I'm ready for sleep." "Of course, Evie, do you want me to walk you tonight?" Evie shook her head, "No I'll be fine. Just like last night." She smiled before adding, "Thank you. That was incredible." Eric smiled, "It was my pleasure. Thank you as well." Evie laughed at their playful formality. She stood up and showed herself out.