Warning: smut content.

I caress Alexander's chest, wondering if I'm supposed to go all the way like this. It's getting difficult. The blindfold allows me to see the shapes, but without the details, I fear I'll make some mistake.

I reach his abs with my hands, and I move on his chest with my lips. My husband doesn't stop me, so I slowly move down. I push him back, but he doesn't accept lying on the mattress.

Instead, he grabs my wrists and blocks me under him.

His knee is between my legs, pressing up to split them.

«Wife,» he says. Just that.

I can tell he's aroused by the hoarse tone of his voice. Is it because of me? I didn't do anything much.

Not yet, because he prevented me. And now, I can't move.

His teeth sink in my shoulder, and I don't keep my complaint low in volume.

«What is this for?» I inquire. «I've done my best!»

«This is your reward,» he replies.

«I don't like it. I want another reward,» I pout.

He kisses my neck and blocks my wrists together. He ties them over my head without blocking them on the headrest.

«Don't move,» he says before disappearing from sight. Disappearing from the shadows that I can see, more precisely.

His hands split my leg, and I sigh when his lips land down there. His kiss is daring, hot. And too much for my blinded self.

I can't stop moaning, and I clench the sheets as much as the tie lets me. Alexander said not to move, so I can't lower my arms down. I can't reach out to him and play with his hair.

«A-Alexander,» I stutter. He's not trying to finish it like this, is he?

«Call my name louder, my love,» he says. His breath hits my secret part while he talks, and he returns to his diligent work. His tongue explores every part of me, and his fingers tease me before slipping inside.

I do as he told me, and I call his name loud enough for him to hear. Maybe a bit louder than that.

When I'm so close to pleasure that I can almost touch it, so much that my body is tense in expectation... Then, he stops his ministrations and kisses my belly instead. He's moving up, and I can't repress a groan of dissatisfaction.

He whispers directly to my ear while my legs circle his waist. He guides my thighs so that it's more comfortable for both before thrusting inside.

«Are you complaining, wife?» are his evil words. «But I see you followed my wishes.»

He doesn't reach out to untie my wrist, nor does he move the blindfold away. He grabs my bottom and pushes me on him. Yet, he doesn't move an inch. Are we going to stay still until I surrender?

«Should I go away?» he continues. «You seem quite unhappy about something... Is it related to me?»

I'd hit him. If only my arms weren't tied. And my legs are busy.

I move my hips away from him and then closer, making him skip a breath when I squeeze my muscles.

That simple advice was worth gold. It's enough to make my unmovable husband sigh!

«You've stopped calling my name,» he notes.

«It's because I don't have any reason to,» I point out. I'm not panting in pleasure right now since my hubby decided I didn't have to feel it.

«Oh, Thea, you're driving me mad,» he murmurs.

I? He's the one playing with me. What else does he need to feel pleased enough to finish the job?

«Alexander, please,» I say. I can't stop my lips from saying the words, but it's not a wise decision.

Has begging ever helped me deal with this husband of mine?

«You're so collaborative,» he says. «Please what? What do you want?»

Do I have to say it? For real?

«I want you,» I murmur, turning my head to the side.

Not to hide my eyes but to expose the skin of my neck. In fact, his lips land there, and his tongue explores, looking for a place where to leave his mark.

«You already have me,» he says, accompanying his words with a rough thrust.

I arch my back and moan in ecstasy. If only it wasn't this difficult to make him do this...

«Tell me, how do you want me?» he continues.

«Any way is fine,» I say, quick. As long as he doesn't leave me here, like this.

«Should I be gentler? Is my delicate wife suffering right now?»

I'm suffering, but not in the way he means.

«No,» I sigh. «Not gentler.»

«Then rougher?»

«Yes,» I say, nodding my head. «Be rougher.»

«But will my delicate wife run away later if I do that?»

«Your delicate wife is asking you,» I remind him, exasperated. What does he want more than this? A signed declaration?

Oh, such a document would end in his personal treasure. Better not write it down.

He fulfils my request with his next thrust, and I scream in pleasure. The wave spreads from my lower belly to the rest of my body.

«Don't stop,» I plead. «Continue like this.»

I clench the sheets until my knocks become white, and I offer my lips for a kiss that is soon given along with a few bites.

«How can I say no to my beloved?» he murmurs. «Especially when my dear wife demands it with so much despair...»

Despair? He wishes!

But I don't correct his declaration. I don't have any energy left for further discussions or negotiations.

As we reach the peak of pleasure together, I have to stop kissing him because of the panting. Alexander sinks his head next to my ear, and I can hear his moans and sense his breathing.

As soon as his semen fills my womb, my muscles contract. My feet curl, my arms tremble. My whole body is crossed by shivers, and my blind eyes are welcomed by fireworks.

«I love you,» I say.

For once, I'm the first among us two to speak the words.