I am so sorry that it took me so long to finish this chapter. I will do my best to update again much faster!

Anna remained sitting on Cutler's lap, her fingers absentmindedly playing with the delicate buttons of his frock coat. She smiled happily at the fact that Cutler was so eager to make her his wife; Cutler on the other hand seemed lost in thought. His head was tilted back and his eyes were closed tightly. Anna took that moment to silently study him. There were still dark circles under his eyes, but they were nothing compared to the time she and her Father had visited him. There was light stubble on his face which gave his sweet childlike face a manlier edge. Anna fought the almost overwhelming urge to bend down and press her lips against his, instead she busied herself fixing his cravat. When she had grabbed it so forcefully earlier she had accidently undone it and knowing how much Cutler strived for perfection in every element of his life, she decided to set it right. The way to tie a cravat was rather difficult for Anna, she had only seen her Father do it a handful of times, as he was rather similar to Cutler in that aspect and tried his best to never appear before anyone without being immaculate from head to toe.

When she was halfway through making the adjustments, Cutler's eyes opened and he watched her, though she was not aware of this. Cutler watched her delicate hands fumble with his cravat, reminiscent of the way her hands fumbled with … other things. He studied her movements, wondering why on earth she felt the need to tie his cravat back up properly. His eyes roamed freely over Anna's body, searching for exposed flesh to linger upon. Still she had not realised that he was watching her every slight movement. His hands, which had been laying at his side, darted up to Anna's waist and squeezed. Anna's eyes widened and she squealed at the unexpected feeling, her arms darting up around his neck.

"Cutler!" she exclaimed between bursts of laughter as Cutler's fingers tickled her mercilessly.

"Yes my sweet?" he asked in the most innocent tone that he could manage.

"Please stop," she begged. "I cannot breath Cutler, please you need to stop!"

Cutler's hands stilled on Anna's sides, "there will be a price of course," he said.

"There always is a price with you," Anna said with a smirk.

"It's just good business," Cutler replied.

Anna shuddered as he spoke those words, he had the most captivating of voices. "What is your price then my future Lord Beckett.?"

"Lean closer and I will tell you," he whispered.

Anna did as she was commanded, leaning so close that her lip's touched Cutler's. "Say it then, I will give you anything you desire" she said playfully. As she leant forwards her body left contact with Cutler's exposing him to the cold day air. At the same time any thoughts Cutler had for an asking price disappeared. Anna was so trusting and most of the time nothing could be better than having a willing woman in his arms, but other times it frightened him quite frankly. He could lead her to her death and she would go smiling, all because she loved him, apparently more than she loved anything or anyone else. He could ask anything of her and Cutler knew that she would snap to it. Anna was so eager to please, and so good at pleasing him to the point where a coherent sentence was difficult to create. He knew that his self control would slip sooner or later and in turn he would slip into Anna's hot, wet entrance, taking away her innocence in a moment of lust. He both feared and wished for it to happen, picturing the moment in his mind almost every second of the day. This weekend had been his idea from the beginning, thinking only of the immense pleasure Anna and he would experience. He would teach her many new things and in turn she would use those new tricks only on him. He thought of cancelling their weekend together, blaming everything on the company and leaving her to spend the time by herself. But he did not possess the willpower to do such a thing. He knew that if he cancelled their time together, Anna would be upset, so very upset. Her Mother had given her the gift of a low self-esteem, he did not wish to make that feeling grow. As Anna's future husband, it was his job to protect her, even if it meant protecting her from himself, at least until they were officially married. She was his, completely and utterly his and he would not let anything or anyone take that away from him – perhaps that was love he thought to himself. However he could no more deny himself than he could sail solo around the world without losing his mind.

"Well Cutler?" Anna said breaking him out of his thoughts.

"Because you are my charming Lady Sullivan the fee is only small," he said looking into her innocent wide green eyes. "A simple kiss is all that I require."

Anna smiled quite possibly the largest smile Cutler had ever seen adorn her face. She need not move closer to him because she was already close enough to him that she was all that Cutler could see.

"Are you sure that is all you desire Cutler?" Anna whispered with a husky voice.

"Yes my sweet, for now that is all that I desire."

His lips brushed against hers with every word he spoke, but that did not seem to satisfy either of them. Teasingly slowly Anna pressed her lips to Cutler's leaving the softest of kisses on his lips before pulling away.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"I am fine my sweet, why do you ask?"

"You seem a little distant that is all," Anna replied. "If you have some work that you need to do, you should know that I have no problem with it."

"I do not have any work to do, per say," Cutler began.

"But there is something you would rather do than dance with me?" Anna asked. She did her best to keep the waver out of her voice and for the first time, she succeeded.

"I must admit dancing has never been one of my favourite pastimes, I would much prefer to keep it for absolutely necessary occasions."

"I do not mind my dear Cutler," Anna said. She could be happy in the knowledge that it was the dancing and not her that was putting him off.

"I will of course make sure that my first dance is with you at my Lording ceremony. There is no doubt about that."

Anna pouted, "and then the Mothers with their daughters will launch themselves at you, the newest and most eligible bachelor in London. I will be forced to share you!"

"It will be the only time you are forced to share me," Cutler said. "That is a promise."

Anna's fingers trailed across Cutler's cheeks, "Good. For I will never share you with anyone if it is not absolutely necessary."

"You will have to share me with the Company of course," Cutler added.

"Ah but the Company is not a beautiful woman who could tempt you away from me," Anna said.

"That is true," Cutler said. "Though none of the women you fear could tempt me away either. I know you constantly worry over where my eyes will wander. I have watched you when you see a woman that you think is more attractive than yourself, there is hatred so unbefitting of you in your green eyes."

Anna gasped, amazed at how easily Cutler had read her most carefully guarded secrets. When she thought he was not paying her any heed instead he was studying her, watching her every move. Cutler Beckett was a resourceful and deeply intelligent man, she should have known that could read her emotions as easily as he read the pages of his favourite book.

"Do not worry so much my sweet, your secrets are safe with me," he said.

Anna's eyes snapped back to meet his icy blue ones. There was something dark hidden deep within his eyes, where she usually found solace now it felt like she had been stripped down to nought but her soul. She felt utterly helpless under his gaze, fragile and weak.

Cutler studied Anna as fear crossed over her face. He brought his fingertips up to her cheeks and pulled her face towards his. He pressed his lips softly to Anna's immediately diverting her attention back to him. Anna smiled dreamily as Cutler pressed his lips slowly back to hers, oh how easy it was to fall victim to his touch. As Cutler broke away Anna moved forward, never wanting to break contact with him. Her lips chased his, pressing hungrily to his soft lips. Anna's tongue trailed his bottom lip, rubbing slowly and teasingly. She wanted Cutler to bite and that is just what he did. Cutler parted his lips and allowed Anna's tongue to slip within. Cutler's hands roamed upwards from Anna's waist to cup her breasts. He allowed Anna to hold to dominant position, her tongue swirling and dancing against his slowly. Cutler was tempted to pull the top of her dress back down and lose himself within her large breasts, but he knew that if he began, he would have far too much difficulty in stopping. Instead he caressed her peaking nipples through the light fabric of her dress. Anna moaned and pushed herself further into his touch. Her hips ground against Cutler's forcing an animalistic groan from his throat. In one swift movement Cutler took the dominant position, his tongue forcing Anna's into submission. He pinched her nipples through her dress earning an eager moan in response, again Anna rubbed her body against his in desperation.

"Are you not satisfied my sweet?" he asked

"I need more," she whispered against Cutler's lips. "You make my body ache Cutler."

"Shall I make you tremble and scream again? What do you need me to do?"

"I need to be touched."

Cutler ignored his previous ideas of refraining from further indulgences with Anna for the day. If she so desperately needed him, then who was he to deny her such pleasure? "Will you stand for a moment my sweet?" Cutler requested.

Reluctantly Anna slid off Cutler's lap and stood before him. Her face was flushed and her nipples were visible peaks beneath her dress. She chewed her bottom lip and twisted her fingers together.

Cutler stood and then crossed the room to lock the door to his office; he could not risk any intrusions. He could feel as Anna's eyes followed his every move. Slowly he turned back around to face her, "take off your dress."

Anna's eyes widened, "but-"

Cutler's fingers against her lips silenced he protests, "I have locked the door my sweet and as I am the only one with the key, you are in no danger of being exposed," he said. "Any relationship is about give and take my sweet, you wish to have release and I wish to see your delicious body naked."

"Alright Cutler," Anna said with a nod. She placed a hand to his chest and pushed him gently back down onto the couch.

His ice blue eyes watched intently as she reached her hands behind her back and began to undo the ties of her dress. She slipped one arm out of her sleeve before doing the same with the other, moving so slowly that time seemed to stand still. Anna shook her hips and the dress fell away from her body, leaving only her thin white shift clinging to her. She smiled wickedly at Cutler gathering her shift in her hands and lifting it over her head. Cutler licked his lips as Anna stood naked before him.

"Where do you want me?" she asked.

"Sit here next to me," he instructed patting the vacant spot next to him.

As Anna sat he guided her legs up onto his lap, the bottom of her thighs resting on his. In a flash he leant sideways and captured Anna's lips with his own, his teeth grazed over her bottom lip. Cutler slipped one hand between her legs, parting them as he moved his caressing fingers higher. His lips detached from Anna's and moved down to her neck. He bit down on the spot that made Anna moan and revelled in the sound her forced from her. He licked and sucked her neck as his fingers slowly trailed higher. Anna gasped as Cutler simultaneously bit her neck and rubbed his thumb over her clit.

"You must do your best to be silent my sweet," Cutler instructed.

Anna panted, "but you make it so difficult to contain myself."

"I try my best," he whispered against Anna's neck. He moved his lips from teasing her neck back up to meet Anna's lips. Cutler thrust his tongue into her mouth with the same rhythm his finger rubbed against her clit. He felt Anna moan into his kiss as her hips bucked forward into his hand. He smirked and extended his index finger. He trailed his finger from her clit and down to her entrance. His finger meet with Anna's wet entrance and she shivered in response. Her skin was covered in goosebumps and her hips twitched as his finger thrust in and out of her. Anna gasped as Cutler added a second finger to her body. He curled his fingers as he slowly thrust inside of her creating a beckoning motion that drove Anna wild.

"Cutler," she moaned as she parted from him. "Harder, please."

"As you wish my sweet," he replied. His lips crashed back down onto hers claiming and dominating her in one easy movement. Cutler's teeth nibbled at her bottom lip, though not hard enough to draw blood. He pulled his two fingers out from Anna's entrance and she let out a frustrated groan. With his two soaking wet fingers he swirled them around her clit using his thumb to rub against it using the same rhythm. Anna moaned, her hips thrusting into Cutler's hand. Agonizingly slowly he thrust his fingers back into her entrance before dragging them out, moving them around her clit and thrusting back in. Cutler repeated this same thrusting and swirling motion, feeling Anna tremble beneath his masterful fingertips. His tongue thrust between her moaning lips at the same time his fingers thrust inside of her. He smirked at the trembling woman before him, revelling in his power over her tight body.

"Cutler, I am so close," she moaned.

He moved his finger and tongue at a faster rhythm hearing the urgency in Anna's voice.

"Oh Cutler!" Anna moaned struggling to catch a breath.

Her hips jerked upwards and her body twitched, she was on the edge, she just needed a little more from her lover and she would cum screaming his name.

Cutler knew how close Anna was when he pulled his fingers out of her body completely. His tongue left her mouth and Anna whimpered in frustration. Her body was pulsing with unsatisfied need, something she had not felt since the very first time Cutler touched her bare skin.

"Be still my sweet," Cutler said.

"But Cutler I need you!" she panted. "Please, please, please."

"Hush my sweet," he said. "The best things take time. Close your eyes and try to relax."

Cutler left a lingering kiss on Anna's sweet lips before gently pushing her legs off of his. He stood from the couch and crossed the room to his wine cabinet. He pulled out a bottle and filled two glasses, one for him and one for Anna. Cutler studied her from across the room, Anna had closed her eyes as he had suggested. Her pale body rested against the arm of the couch and her legs were slightly parted as they were spread out over the couch.

"Is this the torture I put you through?" Anna asked.

"Yes," he answered simply. "But it is a torture that I have come to find great pleasure in. Think of this as your initiation to the same type of pleasure."

Anna's eyes flickered open and she watched Cutler as he brought his glass to his lips and downed the alcoholic liquid. He smirked at Anna and licked his lips. His actions sent a shiver of pleasure down Anna's spine and she fought to keep her hands still at her sides. Cutler walked back over to Anna, a drink in each hand. He held out her glass, watching her breasts bounce as she moved to take it from him. She quickly emptied the glass which Cutler took and placed on the table next to the couch.

"Would you like me to finish you now?" he asked, though he most certainly already knew the answer.

"I have never wanted anything more," she replied.

"Sit as I was sitting before," he instructed. "With both feet on the floor and your legs parted."

Anna obeyed, spreading her legs wide for Cutler. She looked up at him through hooded eyes, biting her lips nervously. Cutler advanced on her quickly like a tiger stalking its prey. He dropped to his knees before her, lifting her legs up onto his shoulders. He leant forward and placed kisses down her stomach from her naval, travelling lower with each kiss. Anna smirked, hoping that Cutler was going where she thought he was. In a flash his middle and index finger thrust inside of her tight entrance. Anna's body jolted forwards and she gasped in pleasure. Cutler's kisses were still trailing lower, lingering upon her soft and pale flesh. He thrust his fingers slowly in and out of her, moving gently and much to Anna's disappointment his kisses trailed back up her stomach. Next he trailed open mouthed kisses down and up her stomach, his tongue grazing her flesh with each kiss. Anna wanted desperately to beg him to move lower with his tongue, but she knew better. As soon as she begged he would stop in his tracks and deny her the release she so badly needed. His slowly thrusting fingers would not be enough to send her over the edge, he knew that and that is precisely why he kept up the same slow pace. Anna moaned softly as Cutler began to lick and nip and trail down her stomach, pausing just before he reached her clit.

"I think that you have been torture enough my sweet," he whispered. Each word he spoke forced his hot breath to caress her clit, enough to send her body twitching. "Do you think that you deserve release?"

"Oh yes," Anna moaned. Her hips gyrated, thrusting at Cutler and hoping to find something to relieve her tension.

"Oh yes what?" he said with a rough tone.

"Oh yes my Lord Beckett. I have been such a good girl that I deserve your attention. Please bring me to my release."

Cutler's tongue flicked out of his mouth and brushed the very tip of her clit. "You have been a very good girl I know. You are always so obedient."

"Yes my Lord Beckett, I always obey you."

Again his tongue brushed against her clit, sending a spasm through Anna's body. "My future Lady Beckett deserves to be rewarded."

"Please Cutler," Anna begged giving up all hope of remaining strong. "I need you."

All of a sudden his tongue swirled around Anna's clit. He flicked his tongue across her clit rapidly before sucking on it. His fingers still thrust inside of her body and in mere seconds Anna was a writhing mess above Cutler.

"Touch your breasts," he ordered. "Pretend that your hands are mine, squeeze your beautiful breasts and pinch your nipples. I want to see you touch yourself."

Anna obeyed, her hands massaging her breasts. Cutler sucked and lightly bit her clit before trailing his tongue down to her entrance. He switched the placement of his fingers with his tongue. Cutler trust his warm wet tongue into her tight wet entrance. His fingers pinched and rolled over her clit.

Anna moaned above him, his eyes staying on hers as he watched her fingers trail over her breasts.

"Cutler please," Anna whispered. Her legs twitched uncontrollably as she felt the beginning of her orgasm sweep over her body. His tongue drew out of her entrance and swirled around her clit. He sucked on her most sensitive nub, grazing his teeth against her clit. Anna could no longer hold her pleasure back, she cried out his name. Anna's hands squeezed her breasts, ghosting over her nipples as she came. She shuddered and twitched as the white hot pleasure seared through her body. Anna moaned and struggled to catch her breath all the while Cutler's soft tongue continue to swirl around her clit. As her orgasm slowly subsided Cutler continued to lick her clean. His tongue thrust into her entrance, licking and swallowing the evidence of her satisfaction.

"Thank you Cutler," Anna moaned.

Slowly he stood and sat on the couch next to Anna, "you are welcome my sweet," he said. "Will you stand for a moment?"

Anna got to her feet shakily and reached her hands out to Cutler to find her balance. He held her small hands in his own bringing them to his lips and placing a kiss on her knuckles. Cutler swung his legs up onto the couch, laying himself out as if he were on the bed. "Make yourself comfortable and lay here with me."

Cutler guided Anna as she threw one leg over his body. She straddled him, feeling his erect cock pressing into her through his trousers. Anna ground her hips into Cutlers, tossing her head back and guiding Cutler's hands up to her breasts. She needed Cutler to touch her again, her body craved his tongue and his fingertips coaxing her to another release.

"You truly are insatiable my sweet," Cutler said. His palms ghosted over her peaked nipples causing a gasp to escape Anna's lips.

"I was never like this before you returned home," she said with a sheepish smile.

"Would you change this?" he asked.

"Never," she replied.

"Good girl," Cutler said. "Now will you lay here with me properly or are you going to disobey my wishes?"

"I will always obey you Cutler," Anna promised. Slowly she slid down his body, her hands trailing across his chest as she moved. She stretched her body against his, pressing herself to him and laying on top of Cutler as he requested. Cutler slid a leg between Anna's and rubbed his hand up and down the soft pale skin of her bare back. "I love you my Cutler," she whispered.

"As I love you my sweet Lady Anna," Cutler replied.

Cutler cupped Anna's chin with his free hand and brought her lips forward for a kiss. It was an innocent and chaste kiss that the couple shared, Anna sighing as he broke away.

"May I ask you a question out of curiosity my sweet?" Cutler said

"You may ask me anything you wish Cutler," Anna replied.

"You had your coming out party a couple of years ago yes?"

"Yes," Anna replied gruffly. It was a time she would much rather forget.

"Were there no gentleman suitors that caught your eye?" Cutler asked.

Anna sighed, "I suppose that there were a few that caught my eye, yes. Some were handsome and some were intelligent, however it was near impossible to find a good mix of both in one man. All of them were older than me; one or two were old enough to be my Grandfather. At my Mothers command I had multiple meetings with suitors that she deemed to be suitable for me. None of the men she picked were men that I could see myself marry and having children with. Many times she scolded me, saying that she did not care whether or not I married for love, she just wanted me out of the house. After those times I would run to Father and he would shoo away the suitors Mother had chosen," Anna said. She smiled at Cutler, her green eyes lighting up, "I think that Father always knew that my heart belonged to you."

"Lord Sullivan mentioned how you spent a week crying for me after I left for Nippon," Cutler said.

"He was not meant to tell you that," Anna mumbled burying her face into his chest.

"I know my sweet, but it is very humbling to know you missed me so much," Cutler replied. His fingers trailed under Anna's chin, forcing her gaze upwards to meet his once again. "You mean to tell me that you turned all of the suitors that came to your door down because of my memory?"

"Yes," Anna said firmly. She had never been surer of anything in her life.

"What if I had returned already married to another woman?"

Anna scowled, "then I would have waited for nothing I suppose," she said. "Perhaps I would have become your mistress and then if anything untoward happened to your wife, I could have become your second wife."

"Are you suggesting what I think that you are suggesting?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Let us just say that I always get what I want," Anna said with a look of determination on her face.

"What if I appeared happy with this supposed woman?"

"I would have made sure that you knew that you would be far happier with me," she said.

"How would you have gone about such a thing?"

"I think that you already know the answer to that question my dear Cutler."

"Such a dreadfully naughty young woman you are," Cutler whispered.

The tone of his voice sent a shudder down Anna's back and his calloused fingertips brushing across her cheeks caused Anna's breathing to deepen. Only he could send her body into such a frenzy after gentle touches ghosting across her skin. Cutler Beckett was like the devil, so enticing and promising nights full of delicious sin. She knew that he could turn her into a wanton woman with a simple smouldering smile, he could ruin her reputation in one easy thrust, but he never did. Even as she lay naked and vulnerable on top of his body, Cutlers roaming fingers dancing across her skin she knew that she was completely safe. She trusted him and perhaps for that she was the greatest fool to ever walk the earth, but she would not change anything about her situation. Cutler could be the devil incarnate for all she cared, he was her devil and she would not give him up. "I have you to blame for that dear Cutler," she said finally shaking herself from her thoughts.

"You are most welcome," Cutler said with a smirk.

"What if you had returned and Mother had succeeded in marrying me off?" she asked.

"It would depend on whether or not you were happy with you marriage," he said.

"Let us say that my feelings in that matter would be most obvious to you," Anna replied a snarling tone in her voice. "And that my love for you had not decreased any over time."

"I would have claimed you from your husband and made you my own," he said firmly. His fingers drew light patterns on the small of her back. "Make no mistake my sweet, I always get what I want," Cutler said. "Had you already been married to another man, he would have died tragically in an accident."

"What kind of accident?" Anna asked. She knew that she should be disgusted at what Cutler was suggesting, but she loved it. After all, Anna had suggested much the same would have happened to any woman who stood in her way.

"The exact details would of course be left to Mr. Mercer to sort through. He is a very skilled and discreet man, I would not have hired him otherwise. Suffice to say your husband would have met a very sticky end which could not be traced back to myself, you or Mr. Mercer. You would play the part of weeping widow very convincingly," Cutler said. His hand moved down from her back to squeeze and grope her behind. "I would offer to help you look after the estate, spending by nights in your bedchambers. Already being a married woman, your deceased husband would have taken your innocence, so we need not worry about explaining that to anyone with the audacity to ask. I would make love to you every night, slowly and gently. I would show you how a real man makes his lover scream with pleasure."

"But how would we get away with doing such things? For all intents and purposes I would have to play the part of devastated widow, else someone ask questions. I could hardly begin the day with a flushed face and you between my legs, as much as I would want nothing more."

"I would spend the daytime with you, under the guise of comforting an old friend. While anyone was watching you would weep and cry, playing your part excellently. I would leave as the night fell, and come back at midnight. As undignified as it sounds I would climb to your window and then we would fall into bed together. Your legs around my waist making love until you came for me," he said before adding, "I would make you scream."

"Climbing through the window would allow you to avoid being discovered by the servants, you have thought this plan out quite a lot haven't you Cutler?"

"I think through all alternatives before selecting the best method of action," Cutler said. Anna squealed as Cutler rolled his hips up into her own. His fingernails clawed into her buttocks, holding her in place as he rubbed his painful erection into her still wet and warm entrance.

"You think you would be believed when you claim to be helping an old friend?" Anna questioned. "I know you are skilled with your words my lover, but surely it would prove difficult for you?"

"Your Father would believe me and as I am sure that you are aware my sweet, his word does go a long way," Cutler said.

"Of course," she said. "Tell me more of your story dear Cutler."

"After the appropriate mourning time I would make you my wife and you would become my first and only Lady Beckett."

"Cutler?" Anna called, biting her lip to hold a moan back. The tip of his cock rubbed against her clit through his layers of clothing.

"Yes my sweet?"

"How long is it until tomorrow morning?" she asked.

His eyes darted to the clock and he calculated his answer. "If we decide to begin our games at midnight, then we only have around ten hours to go. If however we decide upon a more civilised hour to begin say 7 in the morning, then we have seventeen hours."

"I wish to begin at midnight," Anna stated. She slipped her hand down her body, cupping Cutler's erection and rubbing her hand across it.

"Then begin at midnight we shall," he replied.