Cutler woke to the feeling of a soft warm body beneath him and instantly felt parts of his body awaken. Anna's small body was curled into his, voluntarily she clung to him, and voluntarily she had come back to him. As he felt Anna stir Cutler feigned that he was still asleep, his face buried in her hair so he need not worry about closing his eyes. Anna wriggled slightly, letting out a soft moan. Thinking that Cutler was still asleep Anna reached her hand into his hair, softly dragging her fingernails across his scalp.
"I am so sorry Cutler," she whispered.
Cutler's body went rigid beneath her fingertips, he was unaccustomed to being cared for by a woman, or by anyone for that matter. His only family had ridiculed and abandoned him, making him an outcast, but a determined outcast. Cutler had strived for greatness since that moment, knowing he would have his revenge one day, but with only that to motivate himself, sometimes he felt empty. Once all of his rage was gone, what would he do? It was a subject that kept Cutler awake at night, though not very often and he most certainly did not need a woman to complete him, Cutler would never think that. He just needed someone to stand behind him, someone who would belong to him and him alone. Anna had promised to be that very woman and he had told Anna that he loved her, but just because he said it, did not make it true. In truth, he did not know what love was, his dear Mother had loved his Father and it had been the death of her. Knowing that every time Father went away he brought back with him another disease picked up from the whores of London, the same diseases which eventually took his Mother away. He would never do that to Anna, so he surmised that he must love her more than his Father loved his Mother, but that did not seem like such an amazing feat. He loved the way that her warm soft feminine body with all of its curves moulded perfectly into his body. He loved her soft hands running over his skin, her tongue trailing over his cock, her lips on his neck, but that was not love, that was lust. It was pure animalistic lust for her body. Lust was not love, but surely one could not function without the other?
"I love you Cutler," Anna whispered as if she could read his mind.
Cutler felt a twinge in his chest, or more precisely in his heart. Anna loved him, so much so that she could say it even when he was not listening. How did she know that she loved him? Cutler dearly wanted to ask Anna, but he knew it would only upset her and make her doubt him. He did not need doubt this close to his final goal. He relaxed as Anna continued to gently massage his scalp with her fingertips. There was no sexual urge behind her actions, Cutler could tell. Perhaps that was love, actions with no expected gratification? Cutler could continue to tell Anna that he loved her, even when he did not know if it were true and no one would be any the wiser. Anna was infatuated with him and therefore would never question his declarations. Despite all logic pointing in favour of his conclusion, he knew something was off. He sighed, much louder than he intended. The twinge in his heart could only mean one thing; he did love Lady Anna Sullivan. Despite all of the weaknesses he associated with love, he loved her and it worried him that she had been afraid of him, if even for a moment.
"Are you alright Cutler?" Anna asked realising that he was awake.
"Yes my love," he replied. "You came back to me?"
"I could not stay away from you Cutler, I love you more than anything."
"I love you as well my sweet," Cutler said. "Shall we arise now, or would you prefer to stay like this for a little longer?"
"I would like to stay like this forever," she announced. Anna's fingers continued to massage his scalp, threatening to send Cutler back to sleep.
"Tomorrow we can do as we please, that is if you still wish to spend the weekend alone with me."
"Of course I do," she said. "Nothing sounds better."
"Then we shall get up now and make the most of the day," Cutler said.
"Alright," Anna pouted.
Reluctantly the pair rolled out of bed and made their way down to the breakfast table.
After breakfast Cutler lead Anna to his office, an arm around her waist and his eyes watching her reactions carefully. He unlocked the door and gestured for Anna to enter first.
"Is there anything in particular that you would like to do today?" Cutler asked. "I have finished all of my work for the morning, so I am at your disposal."
Anna chewed on her bottom lip as she contemplated Cutler's suggestion. She knew exactly what she wanted to do, but she was not so sure that Cutler would agree.
He watched as emotions flickered across her face, she was such an open book to him. "What is it that you wish to do? It can be anything you want my sweet, I owe you as much for all that you have given to me already."
"I can request anything and you promise not to turn me down?"
"As long as your request is reasonable I do not see a reason why I should not fulfil it for you," Cutler said. He continued to study Anna's face, looking for a hint of what she wanted.
"I want you to dance with me!" she exclaimed.
Cutler raised an eyebrow at her request, "dance with you?"
The smile on Anna's face fell, "I know my request is childish, I should never have asked."
"No my sweet, I did not mean it like that," Cutler said. His fingers cupped Anna's chin forcing her gaze upwards, "I am intrigued, that it all. Why do you wish to dance with me?"
"The ceremony during which you will become a Lord is coming up soon am I correct?"
"Yes."
"And at such a ceremony there is always dancing?"
"Yes," Cutler repeated.
"I will no doubt have to share you with any woman whom comes your way which means that we will have little time to share together," she said with a pout. "Therefore I wish to dance with you and have you all to myself now."
"That is a reasonable request," Cutler said. He wanted dearly to press his lips to Anna's plump red ones, but she had not yet given him any sign that she had forgiven his actions enough to allow it. He decided then would be the perfect moment to test his boundaries, "I have a request of my own however," he said.
Anna bit her bottom lip, to which Cutler was barely able to control his urge. "W-what kind of request?" she asked.
"Let me kiss you."
"Be gentle," was Anna's reply. Before she could say any more Cutler's lips were pressed against her own. His kiss was feather light, almost as if it were not there at all. He broke away as quickly as he placed his lips to hers, moving back, his lips a hair's width from hers. It went without saying that Anna needed more, but Cutler would not take it. His progress could not afford yet another setback, tomorrow was Saturday and he had a lot of ground to cover in that time.
"Kiss me again Cutler," Anna whispered, her lips brushing against his with each word. "I will not hide from you anymore."
Cutler smirked as he obeyed her plea. His lips crashed down against Anna's forcefully, his tongue trailing over her bottom lip. Anna parted her lips and allowed Cutler entrance. His tongue dominated hers in a matter of moments, as Cutler pushed Anna backwards to the wall. He pressed his body to hers, pinning her in place. Anna's legs parted as Cutler's forced their way between hers, his growing erection pressing at Anna's entrance. She moaned as Cutler's tongue swirled and rubbed against her own, his hands slowly rising from her hips to cup her breasts. He was sorely tempted to pull the top of her dress down, but she had not asked for anything further. In that moment Cutler decided that he would play a little game with Anna, a game which she would not realise that they were playing. As soon as he had decided, he broke away from Anna, stepping back and leaving her panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she regained her breath.
"Why did you stop?" she whimpered.
"You only asked me for a kiss my sweet," Cutler said with a smirk.
Anna ran her fingers through her dishevelled hair and let out a sigh, "why must you do this to me?" she asked.
"Whatever do you mean? You wanted your space and so it was given to you, you wanted a kiss and so I have you a kiss. I am only doing what you desire me to do," Cutler said feigning innocence.
"You take such pleasure in tormenting me," Anna said. "I thought that all was forgiven. That everything would go back to how it was before."
"You never said as much to me," he replied.
"I thought that you would have known."
Cutler shook his head, hiding the growing smirk with a downcast look. "How was I to know?"
Anna crossed the room and stood in front of him, she smiled sadly at him. "I am sorry dear Cutler."
He raised his head and looked into Anna's eyes, seeing the how upset she was. She flung her arms around his neck, "can we pretend yesterday never happened?"
"I am willing to forget it if you are," he said. In truth Cutler had not dwelled much on yesterday. He had known all along that Anna would come back to him, would crave what only he could give her. It was inevitable that she would end up back in his arms, and only a matter of time before she was naked beneath him.
"Kiss me again," she whispered. "With everything that you have, kiss me again."
This time Cutler pushed Anna backwards so that she rested against his desk. His lips attached to hers in a matter of seconds, biting and nipping at her bottom lip. Cutler's hands reached down to grab onto her ass and lifted her onto his desk. He stood between her legs, his lips moving from hers and descending on her neck. Anna's breathing increased as Cutler found to soft spot on her neck that sent her into a frenzy. Her hands fisted into his dark red frock coat, pulling him closer to her body. Anna ground her hips forwards, rubbing against Cutler's erection, he grunted and bucked his hips into hers in response. Slowly his hands rose from cupping and groping at her ass, trailing along her sides to rest underneath her breasts. Anna moaned in anticipation which quickly turned to a sigh as Cutler did not move his hands further up.
"Take me to where you want me," he whispered against her neck.
Anna released her hands from Cutler's coat as she searched for his hands. Once she found them she directed them upwards to cup her breasts. His hands lay still, not moving. Anna growled at Cutler, earning only a malicious laugh in response.
"Direct me," he whispered. "Show me what you want."
She broke completely away from Cutler, her green eyes glaring at him. Cutler smirked and remained still waiting to see how far Anna would go. She gripped the top of her dress and pulled it down exposing her breasts completely to his gaze. Anna's hands shot up to the back of Cutler's head and held in to her chest, "you know what it is that I want. Now give it to me," she commanded.
Cutler smirked, taking a nipple between his teeth and flicking his tongue back and forth over the confined peak. Anna's eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure and she pushed Cutler's face closer to her body. She drew her legs tighter around Cutler, clamping him in place, not that he seemed to mind. His finger flicked over the nipple of Anna's other breast causing Anna to shudder under his touch.
"Harder," she commanded with a hint of pleading evident in her voice.
He pushed the bottom of her dress upwards, allowing his free hand to trail along her long pale leg. Slowly he trailed his fingers up her thigh, caressing her flesh, his tongue continuing to circle one nipple. He drew his lips away from her breast and Anna let out a disappointed sigh, her hand tightening in his hair, surely tearing some out. His attention was diverted to her other breast, his tongue licking at the peak, barely touching it. His hand trailed higher up Anna's thigh, Cutler's index finger brushing ever so slightly against her clit. Anna shuddered and thrust her hips forwards into his touch. He continued to softly caress her nipple with his tongue and ghost his fingers over her clit. Anna moaned his name repeatedly, begging for him be rough with her. She felt her climax coming close, but with Cutler's gentle movements, she could not cum, Cutler was torturing her, punishing her. "Please Cutler, please," she moaned, bucking her hips into his hand.
He stilled his motions completely, smirking against her breast as he felt Anna's desperation. "How would you like to finish my sweet?" he asked. "I can continue on like this," Cutler rubbed his finger against her clit, grinning darkly as she moaned softly. "Or I could use my tongue. Whichever decision has a consequence." His finger slowly flicked and rubbed against her clit, clouding Anna's thoughts just as Cutler intended to.
"W-what are the consequences?" she asked between moans and heavy panting.
"If I use my tongue you have to promise to do something for me tomorrow," Cutler said. "I will not tell you what that something is now, only that when I request it of you, you will not deny me."
Anna nodded in understanding, "and the consequences of the other?" she asked.
"If I use my fingers, then we will not dance together," he stated simply. He knew which of the two alternatives Anna would choose, by far the idea of using his tongue to coax her to orgasm sounds far more appealing than using his fingers, and the consequence would remain unknown until tomorrow. Anna would take that consequence, and come tomorrow; she would be helpless to deny him.
Anna cupped Cutler's face, kissing his lips softly, "you know what I want Cutler," she said. "Use your wonderful mouth."
In a flash Cutler had Anna tipped back, her body spread out over his desk. He wanted to rip her dress off, leave her deliciously naked before him, but that would have to wait. Anna's dress was hiked up over her hips, and her large breasts were still exposed. Cutler took a long minute to study her naked form laying beneath him. She truly was his idea of perfection, so soft, warm and wet in the best places. She was so easy to mould, to coerce and so eager to please. If he demanded her virginity tomorrow he knew that she would give it gladly.
Anna's legs were placed on Cutler's shoulders, his lips only a breath away from her warm wet entrance. She was growing impatient, waiting for the moment when he would finally touch her again.
"Please," she begged. "I need this."
With that final plea Cutler's tongue darted from his mouth over her clit. He held her hips in place and rolled his tongue over her clit. He trailed his tongue away from her clit and down her thighs, forcing another frustrated moan from Anna. She moaned his name over and over, waiting until his tongue trailed back up to her clit. Her body twitched and her hips rose from the desk each time his tongue ghosted over her clit. She was close to the edge now, Cutler could feel it. Now that he knew how close she was Cutler made his movements rougher. His teeth grazed over her clit and Anna's body shot up from the desk. He flicked his tongue back and forth rapidly until Anna could not breathe properly through the pleasure. She panted, her body twitching and contorting as Cutler's skilful tongue sucked and nipped at her clit, his index fingers sliding into her entrance and creating a beckoning motion. That was all it took to send Anna over the edge, she moaned Cutler's name, spasms of white-knuckled pleasure wracking her body. Cutler's tongue continued to flick against her clit as she rode out her orgasm until her legs stopped twitching and she could cum no more. Cutler's tongue darted into her entrance, thrusting around as a substitute for his cock. Anna squealed, feeling her body heat up once again. This time he used his finger to rub her clit while his tongue continued to thrust and swirl around inside of her. She came much faster this time, a long moan escaping her lips as her second orgasm began. Cutler continued to pleasure Anna until her orgasm was through. He licked her clean before pulling her dress back down over her legs. Anna sat up, her face flushed, her breathing heavy and her breasts rising and falling hypnotically with each intake of air. His arms darted around her waist and pulled her soft body to him, Anna limp in his arms.
"Are you alright my sweet?" he asked.
"I have never felt better," she replied. Her fingers gripped his cravat and she pressed her lips forcefully against his. She forced her tongue into his mouth, taking the dominant stance as she swirled her tongue against his. Cutler allowed Anna to have her moment of dominance over him before quickly reminding her of his power. His tongue rubbed against hers the same way it had moved against her clit. She could taste herself on his tongue and she no longer shrank from the sensation. His erection pressed against her entrance and Anna reached a hand down to stroke him, but Cutler brushed her hand away.
"If you start now then we both know how it shall end," he said tearing his lips away from Anna's.
"It will end with you," she moved closer and dropped her voice so low that Cutler almost missed her words, "cuming into my mouth and watching me swallow."
"Oh Anna," Cutler groaned. His erection was painful enough without her seductive words being whispered. "Come sit on the couch with me, you will need to catch your breath before we dance together." He stepped away from Anna, holding out a hand to her.
Anna went to pull the top of her dress back up but Cutler stopped her.
"Please leave it the way that it is. You know how I love to watch your breasts," he said.
Anna blushed and slid to the edge of Cutler's desk. She put a foot on the ground and quickly found something was amiss. "My legs feel like jelly Cutler," she said with a giggle.
"The best orgasms do that to you my sweet," he explained. "May I conclude that we will not be dancing together for a while until you can walk properly again?"
"That is correct," she said. "Please come closer Cutler, I fear that I will fall if you do not help me."
Cutler's arm encircled Anna's waist, pulling her roughly to him, "tomorrow cannot come soon enough," he said.
"What do you have planned for us tomorrow?"
"If I told you that it would ruin the surprise."
"I do not mind if the surprise is ruined. I promise to still act surprised!" Anna exclaimed happily.
Cutler smirked and kissed Anna roughly on the lips. "You already know the basics of how we will be spending our weekend." He backed them both over to the couch, pulling Anna into his lap so that she could feel his stiff cock beneath her. Cutler fondled her breasts, tweaking and rubbing her nipples as he spoke.
"Tell it to me," she whispered. "I want you to describe it." She cupped his erect cock, squeezing and trailing her fingers over the obvious bulge.
His breath caught in his throat and he shifted slightly underneath Anna. He placed his hand over hers to still her moving fingers, there was only so much that he could take. "Go and get me a cold glass of water first my sweet."
Anna nodded, pulling her dress back up over her breasts and exiting the room.
Whilst she was gone Cutler undid his trousers, allowing his painful erection to be free from its confines. Anna darted back into the room, a glass of water in her hands. Her eyes widened as they came to rest on his cock.
"Come back over here and I will describe everything to you," he said beckoning her to come closer with one hand while the other remained on his cock.
Anna sat herself down on his lap, her soft fingertips grazing his cock. "What is the water for?"
"I want you to stroke me as I talk," he said.
"Would you prefer if I sucked instead," she whispered leaning close to his ear.
"If you were to do that I would not last a minute my sweet. When I reach the beginning of my orgasm I want you to pour the water over my cock. It will instantly calm me down and I can keep my promise to you."
"But it will hurt?"
"Sometimes I love the pain," he said hinting at something much darker.
Holding the glass in one hand Anna trailed her fingers softly up and down his cock. Cutler's head rolled back and he sucked a deep breath in before he finally spoke.
"Tomorrow morning you will wake to the pleasure of my tongue rubbing against your clit," he said. Anna squeezed Cutler's cock tightly. "I will pleasure you next on the dining room table. You will be sticky with sweat and … other wet materials so then you will bathe for me. I will watch as you run the soap all over your body, following the soap with my tongue and teeth." Anna placed her lips to Cutler's neck, licking and biting at his earlobe. She picked up the pace, running her hand up and down Cutler's cock rapidly. She twisted and squeezed just the way he liked it. Cutler felt his orgasm approaching, his ball tightening. "Anna the water," he gasped.
In a flash Anna dumped the freezing cold contents of the glass onto his cock, instantly stopping any pleasurable feelings Cutler was having. "I cannot wait until tomorrow," she said.
"When my tongue will be on your gorgeous body?" he asked.
"When my lips will be around your cock," she said.
Cutler smirked and pulled Anna further into his lap, her dress covering his cock and her thighs on either side of his. "You are perfection," he said. "And one day soon you shall be my wife."
I am sorry that this part was delayed - pleasre forgive me! I will do my best to get the next parts out soon to make up for lost time.
University started up again so I have been rather distracted. That and I work on the weekends and go to uni during the week. It does not really leave much time!
Thank you to those who left reviews, it really gives me motivation to speed things up *hint hint*