The Duke's Masked Wife

351 Pain and pleasure (2)

“Aren’t you going to-” Alessandra bit her lip, groaning from the sudden intrusion of Edgar’s length inside of her. How eager he must be if he wasn’t going to prepare her slowly for what was to come.

Alessandra rested her head against his shoulder blade while he continued to push himself inside of her. With this position, Alessandra felt like all the air was knocked out of her body as she felt the entirety of Edgar’s length.

Edgar placed a hand on her bare back, waiting for her to get accustomed to it or settle what she was feeling from them being connected. He didn’t mind her hardened buds, thanks to the cold air from the opened window, pressing against his chest.

“You, you just woke up. How could you be so ready for this?” Alessandra mumbled against his skin.

“Just woke up? I try to wake up before you so I can get a glimpse of you sleeping so peacefully in my arms. This morning it was torture to watch you sleep while I awaited what you have planned for today-”

“You were awake that long?” Alessandra lunged back, accidentally pushing herself further down the rest of Edgar’s length.

Edgar hissed, leaning his head back before looking up at Alessandra. Both of his hands went back to holding her waist so she could not catch him off guard again. “Yes, I was awake that long. It is the day I have been waiting for. Now, must I take control or will you?”

Alessandra subconsciously licked her lips. The last time they were here when Rose arrived, it was Edgar who took control. Using all the confidence she prepared for this day Alessandra replied, “Since it is your day, I will take control.”

Edgar relished this moment with her not shying away from what he was expecting. He released her waist, once again spreading his arms along the edge of the tub so he had the perfect view of her exposed chest, her face, a view of where they were connected, and her semi-wet hair which started to glue to her body.

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He was quickly reminded of the stories from the men at sea who spoke tales of beautiful women who live in the water and would seduce men. If these tales were true, Edgar believed Alessandra must secretly be one of those women.

“You must tell me if I am not doing to your liking,” Alessandra said, placing her hands on Edgar’s shoulder as she lifted her body, already light-headed from the pleasure of him slowly sliding out of her.

“It is already far beyond my liking,” Edgar replied honestly. Just touching her was more than enough. “I’ve said how you torture me so have a bit more confidence in what you do. Fuck,” he cursed from the impact of her going back down his length faster than she lifted herself.

That water in the tub rose and went over the sides, splashing onto the floor because of her movement.

Alessandra continued to lift and push herself back down Edgar’s lengths, using him as she liked for her pleasure. She didn’t know the reason for it but hearing Edgar curse made her desire him even more. She liked when he didn’t watch his words around her and his current expression which showed that she was doing it right.

Alessandra noticed how his fingers fidgeted like he was fighting hard not to reach out and touch her. Having an idea, Alessandra stopped just as she lifted herself.

Edgar frowned, not in the mood for them to stop right now. “What is wrong?” He asked.

“We should play a game. Do not move your hands from where they are now,” Alessandra smiled, enjoying that this might be the one time she would be able to get the best of him.

Edgar was stunned that she was taking the lead in playing such a game right now but that shock quickly went away as he looked forward to what she had in mind. “And if I move them?” He asked but kept his hands in the same position not wanting to lose whatever she was planning.

“You will become a disappointed birthday boy if you do. You said that I could take the lead,” she palmed his face. “So you must do as I say and not touch me,” she whispered against his lips before taking the initiative to kiss him.

Alessandra continued to take charge with their kiss, being the dominant one of the two at this moment while Edgar followed behind her. She truly meant for it to be a sweet kiss to savor the moment but it quickly changed to one full of desire. The first chance she got, Alessandra, slipped her tongue inside to change the intensity of their kiss.

The sweetness of the cake lingered in Edgar’s mouth which was a shame she would not get to try it herself as the water must have ruined the cake by now. Alessandra pressed her body against Edgar as much as she could because she knew how infatuated he was with her breast. Just like him, she had been paying attention to what he liked to know how to tease him.

Amid their heated kiss, Alessandra continued to ride Edgar’s length but this time she increased her speed and each thrust was sharper when she settled herself back down on his lap.

Alessandra’s moans became muffled in between their lips. She opened her eyes for a second to make sure Edgar had not moved his hands but the sight of his muscles appearing more prominent because of his restraint caught her off guard. As if there wasn’t enough about Edgar to make her knees weak and her stomach full of butterflies.

Alessandra pulled out of the kiss, and a mixture of their saliva appeared on their lips before falling into the water when she pulled back far enough. From this angle, she could see the desire in Edgar’s eyes and how much it was killing him not to reach out and touch her. As fun as it was to mess with him, Alessandra wanted him to take control to help her reach her end.

“Edgar,” she pleaded for him, letting him know her game was over.

Edgar didn’t waste a second taking his arms from the edge of the tub to once again hold her waist. Each time she stopped moving, she gripped and squeezed the hell out of him inside of her. Like she was begging him to release his seed deep inside of her. Edgar couldn’t help thinking that if she wasn’t already pregnant she would be by the end of his birthday as he planned to give her all that he could.

Edgar took back control by lifting her and meeting her with a thrust when he pulled her back down. He attacked her breast with his tongue as they had been taunting him the moment she got undressed and were deserving of punishment. He snaked his arms around her waist to hold her tighter as his thrust became relentless and he needed her right as she was.

“Edgar,” Alessandra cried out when he found that one spot that made her body tremble.

It was his cue to continue thrusting right there to bring her to her end. Edgar ignored her nails digging into his back as she clung to him. He didn’t mind it and never would. There was something to enjoy about her doing so. A little pain wasn’t so bad.

Alessandra became undone first and shortly after she felt his warmth inside of her, filling her up as always. She panted, continuing to rest against his shoulder to catch her breath. Her body was still on a high as Edgar continued to enter her with slow thrusts while he filled her with his seed.

“There are many things I would love to do to you in this bathroom but first, I would like to see those gifts you spoke of and fill your stomach with food before we continue,” Edgar said, lifting her in his arms ae he stood to take her to the kitchen.