Anna sat up for hours, until midnight passed and still Cutler had not returned. Letting out an impatient huff Anna made her way up the stairs to her bedroom, followed by one of Cutler's maid who helped her out of her dress and prepared the bed to be slept in. The maid had seen to it that Anna's pillows were fluffed so thoroughly that Anna felt she would sink into them and be swallowed whole. While it was not an entirely terrifying concept, it made Anna feel that much smaller and childlike than she ever would have wanted. All of the large beds which Cutler had chosen to adorn the rooms of his estate made her feel small, but it was only when she was alone like this that it really seemed to matter.
It bothered Anna greatly how alone she felt when Cutler was not there, she did not want to be like her peers, utterly useless without a man to hold her hand and guide her through troublesome things such as intelligent conversations. The very thought of being so fragile and utterly devoid of personality sickened her, but alas there was very little alternative for women of her standing, or in truth, little alternative for any woman. As a Lady, Anna had the choice of marrying when she was young to a man old enough to be her Father, producing a small army of children for said man and then perhaps dying in childbirth like so many women before her. Anna's only other option, equally as unappealing, was that of remaining a lonely spinster for the rest of her days. But Cutler had saved her from that sort of future, although all she had was his word, Anna did not doubt him. He had saved her. Cutler could demand whatever he wanted from her, Anna knew that she would give everything willingly and in return Cutler would allow Anna her freedom to pursue knowledge and broaden her intellect. There were many foreign countries which she wished to see along with their exotic animals and scenery. Anna had a list as long as her arm of sights she wished to see and maybe one day she would show Cutler that list. Anna let out a lonely sounding sigh and picked up the book she had brought with her to bed from Cutler's office.
Anna had every intention of reading the book she had selected whilst she waited for Cutler to return, but once she discovered that she had read the same line three times, perhaps more; Anna decided it would be best to give in and go to sleep. When Cutler returned home he would be sure to wake her and she wanted to be well rested for his planned activities. Anna giggled at the thought of just what they would be doing over the next two days, the things she imagined sent tingles throughout her body. Anna leant over and blew out the candle on her bedside table. She threw back the covers and pulled her shift off, exposing herself completely. As an afterthought Anna jumped out of bed and locked the door to her bedroom, next she moved to the bathroom door which lead to Cutler's room and made sure that both doors were open slightly, leaving a wordless invitation to him. She stumbled around in the darkness until she found her bed once again. Anna pulled the lightest of her covers up over her body so that it rested just under her breasts and left the rest pooled at her feet. Again she closed her eyes and tried her best to go to sleep, but her mind was now wide awake with other thoughts. Every time she closed her eyes she could see Cutler leaning over her with a smirk on his lips and his eyes dark with lust. Anna remembered the feeling of Cutler's fingers softly caressing her body and his tongue pressing against her own before travelling lower, wherever it pleased. She bit her lip between her teeth as the very thought of what Cutler would do caused her body to tinge with anticipation. However, her disappointment was obvious when she realised that Cutler would not be home for a long while yet. Anna huffed, deciding to make the most of the remaining time she had to sleep before he came home. She rolled onto her side and pulled her blankets up to cover her body, no longer spread out with the intention of looking inviting for Cutler. Instead Anna closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall into a dreamless sleep.
Cutler finally made it out of Lord Blackthorne's grip much later than he ever would have wanted. The older man had created such a mess with his work that it was near impossible to tell exactly what his purpose was within the Company. Cutler let out an anguished sigh, what Lord Blackthorne had made such a quick mess of would take Cutler days, perhaps weeks to sift through and correct. He felt the telltale tightness behind his eyes that signalled an oncoming migraine and let out an aggravated sigh. The only silver lining to this heavy, dark cloud was the fact that he would not have to start cleaning up Lord Blackthorne's mess until after the weekend had passed. He trudged through the doorway into his bedroom, expecting to find Anna there waiting for him, but she was nowhere in sight. Cutler growled as his frustration only increased.
The clock which had chimed on his way into the house had informed him that it was two in the morning. That was two long hours of pleasure that he had missed out on, two hours he could not get back, and now of course Anna was safely tucked up in her own bed. Waking her at this hour would be a terrible thing to do, no matter how much his body was aching for her. Cutler could continue to play the part of a gentleman, or he could make his way through her open bathroom door and begin his weekend the way that he had intended to. The migraine which had been settling in was now playing havoc with his head, it felt almost as if someone was pressing a needle further and further into his brain, Cutler Beckett was not a very happy man at all. Slowly Cutler pulled his wig off and placed it down in its usual spot before he began to disrobe further. He placed each item of discarded clothing at the foot of his bed until he stood naked in the centre of the room. Cutler closed his eyes tightly, as he considered his options. While he had been disrobing his thoughts had inevitably strayed to the young woman in the next room and now his body was showing the evidence of such thoughts. Despite how tired Cutler's mind was, his body was still rearing to go. Cutler wrapped one hand around his length and slowly coaxed himself to full attention. He had finally made up his mind, though he really did not need to think too deeply to come to his conclusion. Treading carefully Cutler made his way into Anna's bedroom.
There was no more reason for him to pleasure himself as long as Anna was under his roof. He may as well enjoy having her all to himself in the remaining days before her parents arrived to take her back home, who knew how long it would be before he had Anna in his grasp like this again? Cutler gripped himself tightly, teasing his hand up and down his length to alleviate some of the throbbing stress. He stood to one side of Anna's bed and observed her sleeping form. Anna had pulled the blankets up high around her shoulders as if she wished to bury herself within them and her head was turned to one side, facing away from the door. Cutler took the opportunity to lean over her and light the small remnants of the candle which sat on her bedside table. He picked up the book which Anna had been reading before she fell asleep, finding himself somewhat disappointed that it was a regular book and not something from his private collected to which Anna held a key. Still, Cutler had plenty of time to teach Anna of those things when they were married. Patience was a virtue and Cutler was lucky that he possessed a great deal of it.
Anna had been promised that she would wake up to the feeling of Cutler's tongue on her body, but the protests from his own was making it difficult for him to remember why he had promised such a thing in the first place. Cutler ran his hand through his short dark brown hair, he could not go back on his word and risk Anna's displeasure. He was not yet a Lord and Anna's Father was still a powerful man who could bring down a heavy weight upon Cutler in one easy motion, he had to tread lightly around Anna, this was the most important thing that he had to remember this. There was no other way around the current predicament. If Cutler wanted his own release he would have to bring Anna to her peak first.
Cutler pulled the blankets up from the bottom of the bed slowly as to create the least disturbance possible. He pushed himself forward between the sheets his erection rubbing painfully against the sheets which were rough on the sensitive skin. He bit back a groan and continued to advance upon Anna from beneath the sheets until he finally reached her. She was naked before him, her legs slightly parted. Cutler gently parted her legs further with his hands upon her thighs applying persuasive pressure. Above him Anna let out the smallest of moans, but she remained asleep. He could just make out the outline of her body in the light of the candle which made its way through the layers of blankets, her pale soft legs either side of his shoulders and a dark path of curls laying before him. Cutler inhaled Anna's scent and in that moment he remembered why he promised Anna her release first. Her body was already wet for him and Cutler had yet to even touch her most intimate area, it was obvious that Anna had expected him to arrive home much earlier than he did.
His tongue darted from his lips circling around Anna's clit in a slow pattern knowing that this would both wake his young lover up quickly and send her moaning and begging for more in a matter of seconds. True to Cutler's guess Anna let out a gasping moan as her breath caught in her throat and she sat up with a start. Anna threw the blankets back, unsure whether she had dreamt of the sensation or not and needing immediate proof. Her eyes instantly landed on the man lying between her legs, his ice blue eyes staring straight into hers. Anna watched as Cutler's deft tongue ventured from between his lips and brushed against her clit, there was something undeniably appealing about watching Cutler at his best. Her hips jumped forwards and twitched as he continued to rapidly flick the tip of his tongue against her.
"Cutler," Anna called his name in gasp.
He pulled away from Anna's body and she whimpered at the loss of sensation. Anna rolled and bucked her hips upwards hoping to entice Cutler back to her. Instead Cutler pressed his body against Anna's and lay himself on top of her, using one elbow to prop himself up and hold most of his weight. Cutler brushed Anna's long hair from her eyes and crushed his lips down against hers. Cutler lay with one of his legs between Anna's and her arms made their way around his neck, pulling him closer to her lips. His wet tongue trailed along her bottom lip asking for entrance which Anna gave straight away. His tongue rubbed slowly against hers mimicking his earlier movements against her clit. Anna smiled into the kiss, glad that Cutler had finally made his way home. Cutler broke away slowly and began to trail his lips down Anna's long pale neck, leaving short kisses against her skin.
"I am aching for you Anna," Cutler whispered against her throat as he continued wandering with his lips. His fingers were tangled into her hair at the back of Anna's neck, holding her firmly in his strong grip. "I know that you are aching for me as well." His teeth grazed against her pulse point and his hand travelled down over her stomach to cup her lower body, one finger rubbing gently against her the walls of her entrance. He used the very tip of his index finger to rub and flick against her entrance while his thumb ran circles around her clit. Anna's back arched and forced her breasts to press into Cutler's chest. Cutler held Anna in place winching as her long fingernails scrapped up and down his back in uncontrolled ecstasy. "Anna my sweet?"
"Yes Cutler," Anna replied with a soft moan.
Cutler removed his hand from pleasuring Anna and instead took one of hers within his. He led her hand down between their bodies until they reached his straining erection. Anna wrapped her fingers around him without needing a further prompt, her fingers squeezing and contracting before picking a slow stroking pace. Cutler bit down on the side of Anna's neck which would surely leave a mark by the morning.
"I fear that my self control is at its end," Cutler whispered. "I know that I promised that your release would come first but, my sweetest Anna, I can no longer hold on."
"I know what it is that you want Cutler," Anna replied. She tried to flip them both over, but Cutler would not be moved. "Fortunately for you, I am the perfect candidate to fulfil your request.
"Yes you are," Cutler replied.
"But I cannot do it if you will not let me go."
"That is where you are wrong my sweet," he said with an all-knowing smirk dancing on his lips.
Anna could not help the giggle that escaped her, "you are always full of surprises my dear Cutler, I should not have been surprised in the least."
"One day you will learn everything I have to teach you."
She smiled up at him, "well then my future Lord Beckett, will you show me?"
"It would be my pleasure."
Cutler lowered Anna onto her back gently, leaving her lips with a final kiss as he backed away. He shuffled forwards on his knees until they were placed on either side of Anna's head. Unaccustomed to seeing such a sight directly above her Anna found herself surprised and with utterly no idea what to do. In her green eyes the smallest glimmer of fear was discovered by Cutler, but he continued on regardless. He would not hurt her intentionally; Anna would just have to learn that the sparkle of fear only encouraged him further. It was something that would probably sicken and scare her if she knew that now, but later, once she was his wife and she was further educated, she would understand the joy that fear, and the subsequent level of respect could bring.
"Sit up just a little." Cutler instructed before he rearranged the pillows behind Anna's head so that she was half laying and half sitting up with the more comfortable addition of the pillows. Cutler's legs were now underneath Anna's arms allowing only her head and arms unrestricted movement.
"Open your mouth my sweet," Cutler instructed.
Anna obeyed without a word of questioning.
"Excellent," he said with a wicked smirk. "Try your best not to move too much." With no further words of explanation Cutler took hold of his cock and thrust it into Anna's open mouth. Anna closed her lips around his length, careful not to clamp down with her teeth despite the almost automatic feeling that she should. She used her tongue rub against the underside of Cutler's length that she could, but due to her restricted position, Anna knew that he was not getting as much pleasure out of her as he should be.
Slowly Cutler pulled himself out and smiled down at Anna, "You are such a wonderful woman my Anna," he said unable to stop himself. Cutler dipped his head down to hers and took her lips in a rough kiss. It was almost as if as soon as his lips were upon hers that they were gone again, Cutler's urgency becoming obvious in his movements. Anna held her mouth open in wait for Cutler's next move and was not disappointed. He thrust himself into her mouth again, quickly in and out, repeating this motion over and over. Cutler's fingers threaded through Anna's long hair, effectively holding her head in one place and restricting her movements even further. This time when he pressed his length into Anna's mouth, he did not stop. Cutler continued to push his cock into Anna's warm wet mouth, hitting the back of her throat and still trying to force his full length down.
"That's it my sweet," he encouraged. "Take it all like I know that you can."
Anna felt tears forming in the corners of her eyes, but she would not disappoint him. Her green eyes stared up into Cutler's, never leaving his gaze and he continued to push deeper. Anna's thick eyelashes framed her innocent eyes so beautifully, Cutler was sure in that moment that choosing Anna was the best decision he had ever made. Everything about her was utter perfection and he deserved nothing less. Feeling Anna gag around him Cutler decided to pull himself out completely. With her heart racing, Anna took in a gasping breath. Cutler held the top of his cock to her lips and as expected Anna moved her head forwards and took the very tip into her mouth, sucking at it and rolling her tongue rapidly around in circles. Cutler pushed himself deeper in, thrusting forcefully straight into Anna's mouth. Anna could do nothing except grip Cutler's thighs from the back in an effort to gain some control over his movements, but he was too strong for her. Cutler would always be in control. His thrusting was frantic and the grip of his hand in her hair was tightening the faster he moved. Cutler let out a low moan signalling that he was close but did not slow his actions down. Anna's long fingernails dug into Cutler's legs from behind, no doubt leaving crescent moon shaped cuts on his skin. He pulled himself out slightly, allowing Anna more control over her actions, but still his grip on her remained tight. Anna took the opportunity as it arose, she used her new freedom of movement to wrap one of her hands around the base of his cock, ensuring that he would not be able to force himself so deeply again. Her other hand lowered to cup his balls, kneading them gently in time with the strokes of her tongue against his length. She flicked her tongue back and forth over the slit at the tip of his cock at a rapid pace taking all she could comfortably. This time Cutler's fingers twisted into her hair did not push her further, he simply allowed her to do as she pleased.
"I am close my sweet," Cutler moaned. The self-inflicted days of torture he had suffered through were quickly coming to an end with each stroke of her delicious wet tongue against him.
"Let yourself go Cutler," Anna said, the vibrations of her words tingling against his cock. "You deserve it." With those words she took his length back into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue against any part of his cock that she could.
Cutler moaned as his orgasm tore through his body releasing his grip on Anna's hair and his body crumpled against hers. His seed spilled straight down the back of her throat, warm and salty as Anna swallowed it all. He finally released his grip in her hair, running his fingers through the golden locks instead. Anna pulled her mouth away from his cock slowly. She continued to lick and suck at the tip and fondle his balls, milking him for all that he had.
Anna made sure that Cutler was completely spent before she spoke; wanting to make sure that she had his full attention. "Now Cutler," she said with a smirk wicked enough to match Cutler's. "I believe you owe me something that you did not finish."
"Of course my precious one," he replied. His breathing was still coming in short gasps and his weight was heavy against hers, but it was a comfortable weight that she could quickly find herself getting used to. He rolled over onto his back and brought Anna's smaller form along with him. "But you must let me catch my breath first."
Lying on top of Cutler Anna could feel his softening length pressed between her legs and it caused a deep ache within her. The ache was beginning to grow steadily until she could not help the instinctual roll of her hips against his. Cutler may have been completely satisfied, but Anna's body was still begging for more. She would never understand how Cutler voluntarily put up with a lack of touch for such a long time. The aching between her legs was so persistent she began to think that she would explode of he did not return to her soon.
"My, my, you cannot lay still for very long can you?"
"I cannot help it if you make me ache in places I never knew could," she retorted with a pout.
Cutler could not stop the laugh which spilled from his lips, "I suppose you cannot, nor can I leave you unfinished."
Before Anna knew what was happening Cutler had flipped her onto her back and had her legs hoisted on his shoulders as he sat back on his knees. Cutler wasted no time trailing kisses along her thighs, choosing instead to direct his attention straight to where he knew Anna needed him. His tongue circled her clit rapidly sending her body into spasms. He slipped the tip of one finger into her entrance, always mindful to not take her innocence away. He thrust the tip into her mimicking the movements he would be free to make when they were wed. His teeth nipped softly at her clit, knowing just the right moves to make in order to hear Anna let out the smallest of moans. Cutler sucked at Anna's clit, moving faster as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Her fingers fisted into the blankets as she tried to hold herself back from the edge. Cutler removed his finger from Anna's entrance, instead replacing it with his probing tongue. Picking a rapid pace Cutler thrust his tongue in and out of Anna's body while his thumb pressed into Anna's clit roughly forcing a moan from her sweet pink lips. She ground her hips forwards, her breathing becoming heavier as she neared her peak. Cutler trailed his tongue around her clit before delving back into her entrance, repeating this sequence of movements until he had Anna moaning uncontrollably. Her back arched and her breasts were forced forwards affording Cutler the most captivating view of his young lover. He couldn't control himself anymore, Cutler lowered Anna back onto the bed and pressed himself tightly beside her. His thumb rotated around her clit while he thrust two of his fingers inside of her. Anna looked up at him with a questioning look in her eyes, but could not find the means to form proper words whilst his fingers were giving her so much pleasure. However, her question did not go unanswered for long as Cutler's lips descended on her breast. With his free hand he fondled her left breast, tugging at the pointed peak while his tongue ran circles around her right nipple. Cutler could simply never get enough of her large firm breasts, they provided the most brilliant of distractions while his other hand pinched and rolled her clit between his fingers. Beneath him, Anna's body had begun to spasm more frequently as a clear sign that she was close to the edge. He reluctantly removed his lips from her breasts and trailed them done her arching body. His tongue trailed between the valley of her breasts and moved lower before he took her clit into his mouth and sucked on it. That was all it took to send Anna's orgasm crashing through her body. Her fingers fisted into his hair and her body shook uncontrollably as a series of pleasure filled tremors rocked through her. Anna gasped and moaned out Cutler's name as his tongue continued to caress her clit, forcing more moans from her plump red lips. Anna Sullivan was completely and utterly his, only he would ever make her moan and writhe like this, Cutler would make sure of it.
Eventually her body stopped twitching and her breathing slowed down. Cutler pulled his mouth away, making a slow trail up her stomach with his lips kissing any bare flesh along the way. He stopped when he reached her throat, admiring the purple mark he had left there when his lips had last touched her there.
"Thank you Cutler," Anna managed to say between gasps of breath.
Cutler's mouth crashed down onto Anna's, his tongue forcing its way past her lips and into her mouth. She could taste herself on his tongue, but she no longer worried about it. Their tongues swirled together in a slow dance and Anna felt her hips rise up to meet Cutler's out of pure instinct. Cutler let out a grunt and broke their kiss.
"As much as I would love to continue this further my sweet," Cutler said, his finger pressed to her lips. "We need our rest if we are going to be at our best for tomorrow."
"You will be lucky if I can sleep after that," Anna said with a laugh.
"Then try your best not to wriggle around while I sleep," he replied. Cutler clamped his arms around her waist to hold her in place. He placed a kiss to her lips before settling his head down in the valley of her breasts.
Anna's fingers found their way into his hair, running through the short strands and massaging his scalp as she went. "Are you not going to use your pillow?" Anna asked with a raised eyebrow.
"There is no need when I have these," Cutler paused as he cupped her breasts in demonstration, "to act as pillows."
"You are lucky that I am so accommodating," Anna replied with a small laugh.
"Hush now my sweet," he said placing a kiss on each breast before closing his eyes. "Goodnight my sweet Lady Sullivan."
"Goodnight for now Cutler Beckett."
I am so sorry that this chapter took me so long! I was accepted for a university exchange to Sweden so I'm off in August - ever since I got my acceptance I have been running around frantically sorting everything (it is a very long way from where I am now). Before I knew it time had slipped away from me. I hope I haven't lost anyone during the wait I inflicted upon you! I have most of the next chapter written so hopefully I will be able to post it this week!
- Chaos