by Kari Miller
“You wouldn’t have me any other way”
She sighed out heavily and turned to give him a disapproving glance.
“I prefer to bathe alone you know. I don’t even allow for the maid to assist me in this detail.”
There was no way he was letting her hide anything from him.
“I am your husband and if I want to bathe with my beautiful wife then I will do so. Now stop fussing and get into the tub.” He commanded, giving a light tap to her perfectly rounded rump.
Admiring her from behind, he thought of the countless lovers he had gone through who had no butt at all. He liked that Katherine’s butt cheeks were firm and round. While thrusting into her from behind, he loved to see the waves in her butt cheeks as he slammed against them. Too many women had no butt cheeks so therefore nothing much to look at. And the sound that her cheeks made when he spanked her was music to his ears. Just thinking of it made him hard.
He quickly undressed and joined her in the bath.
She looked so relaxed as she leaned back and rested her head against the side of the tub.
“What did you think of Charles and Rachel?” He enquired as he lathered up the soap and picked up her leg to wash.
“They are very nice” She responded huskily. “You were right about Rachel; she is very easy to get along with.”
“I knew you two would get along. But you both have a devilish streak and I fear that may get the both of you in trouble.” He said a little darkly as he started to wash her other leg.
She laughed lightly and shook her head.
“With the law? Don’t worry; we will try to restrain ourselves.” She chuckled out.
“I meant with your husbands. Believe me, you would have a better time facing the law than facing Charles and I if we catch you too wenches up to no good.” He cocked his eyebrow at her.
“What possible trouble could two ladies such as Rachel and I get into? Seriously Salvador, you need not worry so much.” She grinned and then gasped as he pulled her across the tub and onto his lap.
“I’m serious Cara, if you ever find yourself wondering if I would approve of something that you are doing, chances are I most likely will not approve. Stay out of trouble, little one.” He gently scolded her as he ran the cloth up and down her arm.
She sighed and leaned her head back on his shoulder.
When he got to her breasts, he dropped the cloth into the water and held her to him while fondling them.
The peaks of her nipples broke through the water, creating an erotic vision that burned into his brain. He groaned as she shifted on his lap and her butt cheek brushed against his rock hard shaft.
Releasing her when she tugged on his arm, he watched her through hooded eyes as she scooped up the cloth and lathered it up. She proceeded to slowly wash him from head to toe. When she reached his shaft, she boldly wrapped her fingers around it and slid them from the hilt right up to the crown and then back down again. He groaned, involuntarily thrusting himself into her fist.
She chuckled as she kissed his lips and backed away. He tried to get a grip on himself as he watched her exit the tub and towel dry herself. Grabbing the other towel, she held it open for him in invitation - he grinned and complied.
She blushed as he emerged from the tub and her eyes widened as she quickly glanced over his swollen shaft.
He approached her, standing in front of her with a cocked eyebrow. His sweet sweet Katherine was trying so hard to seduce him, which was humorous considering the fact that she could seduce him in her sleep.
Walking around him, she started towel drying him. She squatted down to dry his bum and the back of his legs then continued around to the front of him, kissing his chest before proceeding. Her hair flowed freely around her body and he suddenly needed her to be naked. Reaching out, he ripped off the towel and threw it to the side, causing her to jump and then laugh at herself.
He grinned as she continued to squat down in front of him, resting on her knees as she moved the towel over his skin.
His breath caught in his throat at the vision she presented and he had to keep reminding himself that she was an innocent - and his wife.
She looked up at him with a mischievous grin which sent shivers down his spine. Dropping the towel from her hands, once again she wrapped her delicate fingers around his shaft and began to stroke it ever so gently.
“Katherine” he uttered out as a warning. She couldn’t possibly know what was going through his head and if she wasn’t careful she would find out the hard way.
She ignored him however, and just when he was about to reach down to pull her up, she leaned into him and kissed the crown of his cock.
He froze and his mind went blank.
By the time he recovered, her tongue was swirling around the crown of his cock. She smiled with her lips against his shaft and opened her mouth to take him in.
He reached down to stop her but it was too late. Her warm and inviting mouth sucked in his cock and her tongue continued to swirl around it, taking him in deeper and jerking her hand up and down where her mouth couldn’t reach.
Instead of pulling her up, he found himself fisting her hair and growling out his pleasure as he stared down at his sweet innocent wife’s lips around his cock.
As her mouth adjusted to his size, she started to take him in deeper. His hips began to thrust forward to meet her ministrations and he could feel the vibrations of her moaning through his cock as she continued to suck and lick at him as though she was born to do so.
Her nails trailed down his lower back and over his butt cheeks, causing his cock to swell. Grunting, he tightened the grip on her hair and his hips started to pump harder.
Through the pleasure that she was giving him, he vaguely recalled that she was indeed an innocent and was not going to release his pleasure into her mouth - yet. With a roar, he yanked her head back and picked her up to throw her over his shoulders. She laughed and squealed as he slapped her rump and threw her onto the bed.
Grabbing her ankles, he roughly yanked her so she was bent over the side of the bed and her feet were touching the ground.
Lifting her hips up, he drove himself inside of her. He had barely recovered his wits from what she had already done to him and was too close to release for preliminaries. Leaning over, he fisted her hair and pulled her head back to exert his dominance over her. When he heard her cry out, he thrust into her one more time before he couldn’t hold it anymore. His seed poured into her as he grunted out her name.
When he stopped twitching and came back to his senses, he released her hair, picked her up and threw her over his shoulders again.
“Salvador!” She cried out as he carried her back to the bath.
He dumped her in and ordered her to wash up as he returned to the bed chamber for a drink.
Now that he could think again, he was starting to see red. Who had taught her to do that? He would kill the man! Just thinking about her sucking on another man’s cock made his blood boil. She had set herself up for a long night and he would not relent until she told him where she picked up that particular technique!
He heard her step out of the tub. When she came into the bedchamber, she was wrapped in a robe and was looking a little cautious. No doubt she was! If she was an animal she would have had her tail between her legs at this very moment!
She moved towards the seating area, giving him a wide birth. She reached for her nightcap and then jumped when he started towards her. She brought the drink with her while backing away from him.
After taking a large gulp, she lowered the glass and then held her hands in front of her to try and ward him off as he stalked her across the room.
“Salvador - why do you look angry?” She asked cautiously, as she bumped into a bureau and then quickly side stepped it as he continued to stalk her.
“Do I look angry to you my Sweet?” He said with a menacing mock to his tone.
“Darling, why don’t you take a seat - over there, and we can finish our nightcaps?” She sugges
ted.
He had herded her towards the bed and she cursed when the back of her knees hit the edge of it.
She quickly downed the rest of her drink and replaced the cup onto the night stand as he approached.
She decided that she didn’t want to stick around and tried to roll across the bed to the other side, but he was quicker.
Grabbing a fistful of her robe and yanking her back to him, she squirmed to try and free herself, when the robe fell off of her and she went to roll away, he quickly grabbed a fistful of her hair causing her to freeze in place.
He took the tie off the robe and stalked over her, pinning her hands to the side as he straddled her.
“Salvador!” She cried out as he locked her wrists into one hand and tied one end of the tie to her wrists and the other end to the bed, leaving enough slack in the middle for what he had planned for her tonight.
As she cried out her protests and tried to free herself, he took the tie from his own robe and tied one ankle to one end and left about a foot of slack between ankles before tying the other one.
Continuing to ignore her protests, he grabbed a scarf from her wardrobe and blindfolded her.
Her cries sounded as though they were coming from far away. The more he envisioned her with another man, the more his jealousy spurred. He didn’t care if he had not been in the picture at the time; she belonged to him and was supposed to be a clean slate. Although she came to the marriage bed a virgin, he had never once considered that she would have been experienced in other acts of passion. The fact that she could do that with another man before she was wed meant she wasn’t as innocent as he first assumed, and he didn’t like that. The thought of her mouth knowing the taste of another man enraged him.
He looked down at her and continued to see red. Her innocence tainted by another man. She laid there with tears on her cheeks as she struggled under her restraints.
“What did I do?” She whispered out between her silent sobs.
Even her sobs sounded tainted to him.
What infuriated him the most was that he still wanted her more than he had ever wanted another woman in his life. Just looking at her made his mouth water and his groin ache. His head spun as he tried to gather his thoughts. He needed to remember that she was still a virgin when he took her and therefore did hold a shred of innocence. She was also his wife and not a street whore. The devil within him balked at his reasoning for mercy and urged him to re-stake his claim.
But what if he was jumping to conclusions? What if she had simply taken initiative to please her husband and had in fact never done so with another man? Impossible! She knew exactly what she was doing as though she had done it so many times before him - but what if?
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly before proceeding.
“I’m going to ask you some questions Katherine and I expect honest answers.” he said through gritted teeth as he prowled over her bound figure and straddled her.
She sounded as though she was swallowing her pleas as she nodded to him.
“Who taught you that?” He growled out with menace.
He swore he would find the man and slit his throat!
“Taught me what?” She asked in confusion.
He could see her frowning in concentration and her bottom lip quivering.
“Don’t play games with me Katherine; I’m barely in control of myself as is.” he warned and then pinched her nipple causing her to cry out.
“This is your game Salvador, not mine!” She bit out to him as she struggled beneath him. “And quite frankly you’re scaring me! I don’t like you when you are like this.” She admitted as she tried to tuck her face into her forearm.
He reached down and grabbed her chin to face him.
“You’re not hiding from me tonight Kat. Never again will you hide from me.”
She shivered at his menacing tone and sobbed out a cry as she continued to struggle.
“Answer my question. Who taught you to do that?” He ground out to her.
“I don’t know what you are talking about. Please Salvador; I don’t trust you when you are like this.” She sobbed out.
That hurt him. He had gained her trust and to allow your lover to bind you is to trust your lover without question. He knew he was being menacing and even abusing his power over her, but he needed to know or he’d go mad. If he had been wrong and she was in fact innocent, he would spend the night regaining her trust. If he was right, then he would spend the night trying to keep his demon on a leash.
“Tell me who taught you to suck cock.” He asked blatantly.
She flinched at his crudeness and then blushed as understanding hit her.
He watched her face behind her blindfold go through several emotions before settling with a smirk.
“Katherine” He growled out in warning.
“So this is what this is about?” She laughed out. “This is nothing but a jealous tyrant because I sucked your cock, as you put it.” She laughed out again.
He flinched at the word cock coming out of her mouth and felt himself growing angrier because she was laughing at him.
“Tell me who he was, and I do mean was because he’ll not exist when I am through with him.”
She was still laughing as her body relaxed beneath him. Odd. He would expect her to grow more meek and tense at being caught.
“And what makes you think that I had experience in such matters, dear husband of mine?” She chuckled out.
“You think this is amusing?” He growled at her as he pinched her other nipple.
She cried out again and tried to buck him off.
“Stop that!” She panted out. “Won’t you answer my question?” She gritted out between her teeth as she tried to smother her grin.
“There is no way for an innocent to know of such pleasures behind closed doors. You were too young for your Mother to have told you what happens in a marriage bed, more or less describe what you have demonstrated so expertly tonight. And I highly doubt your Father tutored you on how to please your husband.”
She laughed out again and shook her head in disbelief.
“So I pleased you?” She asked with genuine curiosity.
“That’s not the point.” He snapped as he grabbed her throat and tilted her head back.
Her laughter turned into a gasp and her body tensed again.
“I swear Salvador; I’ve never done that before!” She croaked out.
“I’m having a hard time believing that.” He growled into her face.
“I’m not lying, I swear!”
“So you just thought that up all on your own, did you Wife?” he said in disbelief.
“No.” She whispered out.
“Tell me” he ground out as he loosened the hold on her neck.
“Let go of my neck first” She pleaded.
He still wanted to strangle her for mocking his anger. And then her denial had sent him over the edge. He wanted so badly to believe her and if she was indeed being truthful, then he was the luckiest husband who ever lived! The fantasies that brought forward had him grinning in anticipation, but first he needed to know…
His grip around her neck tightened slightly.
“You are in no position to bargain. If you didn’t think that up then tell me where you learned it.” He bit out.
She blushed and bit her lip. He knew her well enough to read her telltale signs of embarrassment. Could he have been wrong?
He released her neck and then sat up to wait.
“I…I saw it done once.” She stammered out as she turned her head to the side.
Without a word, he grabbed her chin and brought her face back to face him.
“Explain.” He said curtly.
“In the stable…” She said sheepishly.
“My stable?” He bellowed out in anger.
“No!” She quickly denied. “When I was younger, I went to the stable to visit my horse and I heard some strange sounds. When I peeked around the corner, I saw the kitchen maid doi
ng that to one of the stable boys.” She scowled and her voice shook. “I…I couldn’t look away and I never forgot it.” She admitted in a whisper. “But I swear I had never done that before! The stable boy looked to be pleased and I was curious…I just kind of…improvised for the parts I wasn’t sure of and let your body language tell me when I was on the right path.”
He let out a breath of relief, all his anger drained out of him at once. He knew she was being honest, despite how shameful she felt for admitting the truth to him. He had taken an innocent act of his wife wanting to please her husband and punished her for it. Now it was time to make it up to her.
“Believe me Salvador, I am telling the truth!” She pleaded with him.
He leaned down and kissed her quivering lips.
“I know Love; at least I know that now.” He reassured her. “You don’t understand, you certainly seemed to know exactly what you were doing and when I was able to think again all I could envision was you doing that to another man!” He confessed.
Instead of being angry with his behaviour, she simply grinned.
“Fool” She teased out. “Believe me Salvador, if I was shameful enough to be skilled in that at such a young age, then I would have not hesitated to use that skill for food rather than sneak around from ballroom to ballroom to stuff my purse.” She laughed out.
His heart stopped and he sucked in a breath as his vision suddenly saw red again. He registered that she was only teasing…at least he hoped she was…and then slowly blew out his breath.
“If you have not guessed by now, your husband is a jealous rake. I would not tease of such things if I were you.” He warned her.
“Have I ever given you reason not to trust me? Even now I lay here bound and naked beneath you, which requires a great deal of trust on my part…not that I had a choice in the matter. But besides that, you expect, no, demand my trust and yet you have so little trust in me. I should be upset you know.” She said smugly.
“I told you, jealousy is new to me. I have always been over protective of the people close to me and maybe a tad possessive over that which is mine, but I have never felt jealousy or possessiveness over a woman before. You are a first and I can’t say I like the beast it turns me into.” He admitted as he slowly started to caress her breasts.
