My Wife, My Rules – 15. chapter

Aiden sat in his chair with a book, just as Tess did across from him. But while she read, he watched her and thought. In the days they had spent together, her panicked fear had perhaps almost completely faded. He could do nearly anything now. Tess no longer flinched at unexpected movements. She was not afraid of him. Clearly, because in the intimacy of their chamber, away from other people, she behaved completely normally. She laughed, communicated, had needs, moods, even demands. She knew how to voice her opinion, even put her foot down with him, or squabble a little. It did not bother her when he teased her now and then. She even threw it right back at him.

Except when it came to sex.

The moment it did, Tess changed. She became utterly yielding. Whenever he wished for something, her gaze shifted. It turned humble, receptive, devoted and aroused. He needed only begin, and in that very instant her eyes filled with submission and desire. Clearly, everything he thought of pleased her. She reacted sensitively to everything, perhaps every touch. Before the pearl necklace of her orgasms scattered, he still had to work his way to the first, but each time it grew easier. He knew with certainty that if he asked her for anything, she would do it at once. And that obedience drove him mad with desire. The moment she obeyed the first command, she did so with such absolute natural ease that he was instantly hard, ready. She controlled him like a puppet. One look from her, and he would have done anything to take her. And she never resisted.

He knew these thoughts could end only one way.

He wanted her again.

“Stand up,” he said suddenly.

Tess did so at once, book still in her hands, clearly finishing the line she had been reading. Then she straightened and gave him a light, curious look. Of course, blood rushed into his trousers.

“Undress,” he continued gently.

Pleasure flickered in her eyes. She set the book aside and began to fulfill the wish. One button after another. Her fingers were calm, her movements learned. She did not need to look down. Her gaze remained fixed on Aiden. There it was again. That devotion, that joy, that invitation. She knew long ago that the more obedient she was, the more aroused he became. And now she let him know, smiling, that she knew it, and that now was the moment she was taking him into her power. He felt it at once. The rush of blood into his loins did not surprise him, so he merely sighed aloud.

There was an extraordinary harmony between them. A strange mutual sequence. In this moment, her body ruled his entire being. Yet he could decide exactly what he wanted. Because he knew she would give it. And she gave it because she knew he was utterly dependent on her whims, and her only whim was to please him.

He stayed seated a moment longer, watching her movements. The fabric sliding from her shoulders. Her hair falling forward as she bent to untie the ribbon. When she stood naked, he allowed himself a few more looks. Then he rose, stepped to her, slid a hand into her hair and kissed her.

“Today, I’m going to give it to you in the ass,” he whispered.

“All right,” she nodded gently. A fierce wave of arousal tore through him. He saw in her eyes that she did not truly know what it meant. But she would do it. Another rush of blood to his dick, and Aiden gasped with arousal.

“You drive me insane,” he said, and kissed her.

“Lie on your belly on the table.” He nodded toward the large dining table they rarely used for eating. If anything, they knew it was too high for Tess. Exactly the height of his dick.

She obeyed exactly. Walked to the table, braced herself on the edge, leaned forward, laid herself on the cool polished wood. When she spread her legs, only her toes touched the floor. Aiden approached and knelt behind her. Gently parted her thighs, stroked her hips, leaned in. His mouth met her skin with the tenderness she deserved. He was careful. Slow. He knew her body. Knew exactly where to touch her with his tongue to make her shiver. And when he did, Tess sighed.

Her body yielded to the first burst of pleasure quickly. He did not stop. Did not pause. His tongue was gentle but relentless. Tess tensed again, stronger this time, nowhere to hide from the wave moving through her whole body. He held her firmly, knowing she would otherwise try to escape her own pleasure. He did not let her. Until another rush of bliss seized her body.

Then he rose. Freed his hard dick from his trousers. Stepped close and slid into her the way she knew. Gently. Briefly. Just a few strokes. Then he withdrew. With his hands he parted her soft cheeks and pressed the tip of his penis to her back hole. Normally he would remind a woman to relax. With Tess it would have been pointless. Like pouring water into the sea. She was always ready for whatever he did to her. The realization made his dick harden even more. He leaned closer to Tess, barely holding himself back from driving into her.

“I need you to tell me if it hurts,” he whispered carefully.

“All right,” she nodded.

“You must say it. I don’t want you to just endure it,” he insisted.

“All right,” she repeated.

He pressed in. Slowly. Each inch deliberate, searching, unyieldingly tight.

Tess made not a single sound. Not once did she try to pull away. She lay still, yielding, her body open, as if pain passed her by. It felt too easy. But without moving or any unwilling tightening of her body, she lay calm until he was fully inside her. He stopped. Let her body adjust. But he was already losing control. Once again, Tess had managed something new for him with complete serenity.

He began to move very slowly. Even so, the tightness drove him quickly toward the edge. Tess sighed. He let it happen. Moments later he was shooting into the newly conquered hole.

Almost at once he decided he was not finished. Not even close. His desire deepened. He kept her against the tabletop, did not withdraw, and went straight for another. Harder now. Faster. Despite his worry, Tess began to moan. Encouraged, he continued, still careful with the force of his thrusts so he would not hurt her. His second peak approached. He quickened slightly. Tess’s sounds grew louder, and for her sake, more than his own, he gave her even more.

He could not hold back. He felt that any moment he would shoot inside her a second time.

Then suddenly Tess’s body clenched sharply around him. Her fingers dug into the edges of the table. She went rigid, shaking, and cried out. His surprise was so great that he stopped moving for a moment.

An orgasm?? This way??

He had no time to decide anything. He began to come hard.

When his second release finally faded, he remained inside her, pressed to her back. Head lowered. Breath heavy.

And now I am the master of this territory too.

Tess did not move, but she breathed fast, forehead resting on her arms.

Aiden closed his eyes.

I love you, the thought came again. As so many times before. When would he finally say it aloud? He sensed she would not answer the same. He was still giving that time. He believed she might come to love him. But for now, he did not want to put her in an awkward position, if he said it and she did not know how to react.

So he stayed silent. Again.