The white Beautiful lace dress, flowed down, moving along with you. As you walking down the long aisle, the skirt bushing up the loses pink rose petals with each step you took. Hugging to your form perfectly. The large bouquet of Dusty pink roses, maroon peonies, White calla lilies, Burgundy carnations, Thistle, and green English ivy cascading over your hands that you held on tightly. It was a dream come true. You never thought this day would come and go. And now here you were with the man you loved. With his boyish looks, dark hair, blue eyes and sharp jawline.

        Even if you currently couldn't see him under the layers of fabric, as he desperately tried to find your heated core. Desperately ready and willing to devour you. He had tossed you on the bed like a rag doll. Climbing his way towards you. Kissing you fiercely, passionately. His full body weight on top of you, as he lifts the sides of your dress upward, before he moved back down. His hot lips burned a trail of kisses along the inner thighs making you squirm. You gasp with ever kiss he leaves, each kiss getting closer and closer to his destination, until he passes where you want him most to leave the same amount of kisses on the other thigh.

        "Thomas, please." You moan bagging him to use his lips where you need him. You were already wet before he started. Hearing his boyish chuckle as he position his face.

         His breath fans over your folds making you whimper and wiggle around. Your hands found the bedding as they fisted into the blanket. When his tongue darted out swiping along your fold making you moan, arcing your back. Each pass she got closer to the bundle of nerves. Working you over. He sucking hard on your clit, the absurd noises he made against your womanhood was drowned out by your moans and soon screams. When he pushed two long digits inside your heated core. Curling them just right to finding the spot that has never been touched until today. It was enough to send you over the edge. Coming over his lips and fingers. He hummed in approval.

         You woke up with a start, it was early morning the sun hasn't ever rose. Looking over there was no signs of your husband. With a sigh you throw on your night gown to go find him. You knew where he was. He hadn't been able to sleep at night after the loss of his sister Lucille. It was like she still haunted him. Taking the elevator up to the attic where his workshop was. You found him tinkering away on his toys. You loved watching him work. Your hand ran along his newest toy as you pressed the lever making it move. Thomas popped his head up seeing you, smiling as you watched the toy move.

       "Sorry darling I hope I didn't wake you?" Thomas pulled you away from your distraction. You walked towards him.  He turned on the stool to face you fully.

       "You didn't wake me. I woke up to look for you. Maybe play with something other then one of your intentions." You bit your lips as your hand moved over his torso, bending down just enough to rub over his now grown length. "I've grown out of simple toys like that and moved on to bigger and better one." You kissed Thomas lips before pulling away fully.

        "You wanna act like a big girl?" Thomas hissed. Grabbing your elbow before you could walk away. Standing to his full hight. "I'll fucking treat you like a big girl. Bend over."  He pushes you over the table you He was just working on. You were all to willing to bend over for him.

          Your white night gown not hiding much as he could see right throw the thin fabric. His hands moved over your ass and down your thighs. Before pulling the fabric up and over you backside. Exposing yourself to him. His hand then moved back over your now bare ass. Pulling the straps off his shoulders that held his trousers, freeing his aching cock. His hands moved back between your thigh. As he pushed them wider. He could feel the heat radiating off of your wet core. Before you knew it his cock pushed against you. As he leans over you.

         "I think, I like you in this position in this room. All ready wet for me." He whispered. Making you shiver. His cock now rubbing itself along your dripping folds. Giving your ass a good smack. He thrusted into your core with enough force to make you yelp again. Taking your rather roughly. It hurt a bit but it was a wonderful pain that caused you immense pleasure. You were screaming his name before long. You looked over your shoulder to watch your husband take you. But something caught your eye, a woman staring at you. Her features looked ghastly. But what was disturbing was you could see right though her. Her face was in shock then in uncontrollable rage. Just as Thomas got your to come along with him. Filling you with rope of his thick seed. You couldn't deny that you felt even more turned on. Never looking away from her as your Eyes became hooded and you screaming moans of Thomas name left your lips. Praising him over and over. Know that his dead sister is watching him taking his new lover, his poor wife that came from just being his and lucille's servant.

        You woke up with a start. Looking around the room. You were on the couch, of the Library, one of Lucille's romantic novel lying on your chest. Your chest was heaving. Your hand rubbed along your face pinching the bridge of your nose. It was all a dream. A very hot dream. If only you sighed heavily. Settings the book down. The grandfather clock chimed, making you looked over to see it was midnight. You stood up. Turning around to see none other then Thomas standing there in the door way.

          "It must of been some dream. Care to tell me?" Thomas Smirked. Your eyes widened. You looked down shaking your head no. Thomas always had this thing where you couldn't lie to him and it was not going to end well this time. "Come on my darling y/n tell me?"

        "I had a really weird sex dream about you and I'm not sure how I feel about it, honestly." You managed to mutter out. Never once looking up at him.

        "Perhaps, you should stop readying those ghastly romance novel. Or maybe you do need me to bend you..." Thomas paused with a chuckle, as your head snapped up eyes wide as plates. Visibly trembling not in fear but in pure want. "Over that couch, have my way with you." He smirked wickedly before walking out the door.

             "You can't just say that and disappear!" You scoffed not sure if you should run after him or not. But your body was filled with so much want that you went after him. Only to come to an abrupt stop. Thomas stood there in the Hall waiting for you. He took one stepped towards only to push you against the wall. His lip crashed against yours. You didn't hesitate to move your lips against his.

          "I think I will take you over that couch." He he groan before pulling away from your lips. "Meet me in two hours. Lucille should be sound asleep. I wouldn't want her to find out about me having our servant girl now would we." He hummed. You could feel his hard cock pressed firmly against your lower half. His hands gripping hard into your waist before be fully pushed away. Leaving you breathless and shocked. "Dont for get dove two hours in that room." And with that he left you against the wall completely aroused.