Chapter 26 #3
He continued to kiss her as though she were the answer to an argument he’d been losing for a long time. And she kissed him back and thought, distantly, that this was going to make everything considerably more complicated, and found she could not bring herself to care.
The carriage rattled on through the dark London streets around them, entirely forgotten as she took her leg and wrapped it around his, surprised at her daring.
He pushed her leg down quickly, and for a moment, bile rose hot in her throat. He stopped kissing her and looked at her, which caused Anna to look down at her lap.
What have I done wrong?
She gathered the strength to look up at him, but saw nothing that resembled disgust or disappointment. On the contrary, he looked at her as if she were the most delicate pastry in all of Paris, and he was going to devour her.
She inched herself back into the seat slightly, looking up at him as he leaned down over her. She felt her heart race, her blood pulse throughout her body and causing the sweet spot between her legs to ache with need.
Yet, she was so inexperienced. She had no idea what to do with a man in such a situation, for she had no mother to guide her.
She bit her lip.
“Oh, no, no, sweetheart,” he said as he brought his mouth to her ear and nipped her earlobe gently. “Do not bite that lip. That is my duty.”
“Oh?” Anna said, her cheeks hot and flushed. “I—”
“You have no idea the restraint, the sheer control I have had to exercise since the moment you walked in my house in that muddy bridal gown.?”
“I… I had no idea I had such an effect on you.”
“Didn’t you? I think a part of you has known for a long time, oh how you have bewitched me.”
“Even if that could be true, I do not know what to do with all this—”
“Let me worship you, Anna. You need do nothing.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“You will be mine tonight. Do you understand me?”
A tidal wave of emotions crashed over her as she looked into his dark amber eyes.
“Yes—” she cried as she let herself be hit by the wave. He took his hands on each of her thighs, rubbing them and spreading them. “But… what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to make you feel good, sweetheart. And I’m going to enjoy every drop of your pleasure. Trust me. I’ve dreamed of this for a long time.”
He rubbed her legs up and down until she acclimated to his touch, then he slowly brought his fingers down and lifted her skirts.
She shifted in her seat as she grew impossibly wet, both so eager and nervous to experience whatever it was Frederick was to do with her.
She found herself putting her arms above her head and looking down in awe at the man beneath her.
This tall, large man was on his knees. For her.
“This is what I need,” he said as he took a finger and began rubbing the soft nub between her legs, so slick and tender. “This is everything, Anna.”
He continued to slide his fingers up and down the outside of her sex, until she bucked her hips up. She wanted to badly to feel more of him, more of his touch.
Almost like he sensed this, Frederick took one finger and began to work it in and out of her in a perfect rhythm while his other hand continued to massage the soft nub that drove her mad in the best possible way.
“Frederick… Oh, this feels… Oh my,” she cried out as she bucked her hips up more, and he inserted another finger.
“So ready for me. Let me show you a bit more of what I can do, and I can get that taste I so badly need.”
He lowered himself down and kissed her inner thighs, trailing his lips closer to—
“Oh!” She cried out, self-consciousness coming over her in waves as she realized what he was to do. “This cannot be what you want—”
“Lay back, Anna. That is an order.”
Something in the tone of his voice and the heat of his eyes as he looked up at her made it impossible to disobey. He lowered his head once more and trailed his tongue along her soft flesh, lapping slowly as he continued to use his finger inside of her.
She began to tingle from her toes to the top of her head, the backs of her eyelids growing starry as she leaned into him. He began to suck on the nub and quickened his pace, punctuating his thrusts so hard, but all she thought was that she needed more.
“Yes,” he rasped. “My perfect Anna… This is for you. Now come for me like the good girl you are,” he growled as he fingered her and sucked her until she could not think.
She felt like she was floating in the sky looking down at herself.
Surely this cannot be real.
“I assure you it is real,” he said as he slipped another finger inside.
“I said that out loud?” She all but yelped. “Oh Frederick!”
“Say my name again.”
“Fred-er-ick,” she cried out as he brought her over the edge, her body feeling sensations she had not dreamed were possible.
“That’s it,” he said through gritted teeth. “I’ve got you.”
After she had unraveled, he brought himself up to his seat and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, but Anna could not miss how he licked his lips.
She also could not miss how he adjusted his pants, and how generous the bulge in between them seemed.
He embraced her then, holding her in a tight hug as he lowered her skirts and kissed the top of her head.