Hey all, just a heads up that this chapter is M rated, and I mean M rated for pretty much most of the chapter. So if you don't like reading M-rated stuff, or you aren't old enough, then please don't read it. But if you do read it and want to leave me a review, then please be kind as this chapter was hard to write and even harder for me to post.

Also, there are a couple clues regarding the letter in this chapter ;)

Thank you x

Waiting for a few minutes, until she knew that he was in the shower, Clarisse got to her feet and downed her glass of champagne before putting her plan, the surprise for her husband, into action. First, she grabbed the blankets from the back of the sofa and armchair and laid them out carefully over the rug on the floor in front of the fireplace before grabbing several cushions and placing them down onto the blankets, making a nice cosy space for them.

Next, she pushed the coffee table back a little out of their way and grabbed the bottle of champagne in the ice bucket and the bowl of strawberries from the main dinner table, and put them down on the coffee table before pouring herself another glass of champagne and looking around the room with the glass still in her hand, making sure she hadn't missed anything.

Walking around the sofa to the main door, to make sure it was locked, she downed her second glass of champagne within minutes, in an attempt to calm her nerves, and walked back around to the coffee table where she poured herself another glass and left it there as she made her way across the room and into the bedroom, turning the lights down low in the suite as she passed by.

Closing the bedroom door as quietly as she could, she hurried into her closet and quickly got changed. Emerging from her closet moments later, just as her husband came out of the bathroom after his shower in his robe and a pair of boxers. "What were you doing in there?" He asked and smiled as she made her way over to him standing next to their bed. "Did you get changed?" He asked, noticing she wasn't wearing her pyjamas anymore, and was now wearing one of her silk robes instead.

"I did, yes," Clarisse smiled as she stood in front of him and reached up to kiss the corner of his mouth as she took both his hands in hers. The smell of his masculine shower gel intoxicating her senses and making her tummy flutter. "I have a little surprise for you."

"You do?" He asked with a cheeky smile.

"Yes I do," she laughed and turned them before starting to walk backwards towards the main bedroom door, her hands still holding onto his, their fingers laced together as she slowly pulled him to walk with her. "Do you remember when we were out at the pavilion and we had that conversation?"

"Which one?" He chuckled as she smiled, her back coming into contact with the bedroom doors.

"Well, the one when I told you one of my deepest secrets, a place I had always wanted to make love," she smiled, watching a smile spreading across his face, "and in return, you told me somewhere you had always wanted to make love too."

"Yes, now I remember," he smirked and stepped closer to her. His hands instinctively going to her sides as she put one hand behind her back and onto the door handle behind her.

"Well I thought we could be a little adventurous tonight," she smiled and opened the door, stepping backwards into the suite, her gaze remaining on her husband the whole time. "Surprise."

Walking further into the room, Joseph couldn't believe what he was seeing, all she had done for him. For them. From the blankets and cushions to the strawberries and champagne. "I…"

"Do you like it?" Clarisse asked as she followed him into the room while putting her arms behind her back and clasping a hand around her wrist.

"Are you kidding?" Joseph exclaimed as he suddenly turned to her with a smile. "I love it, I'm just surprised, that's all."

"I thought you would be," Clarisse smiled, putting her arms up, as he moved to step in front of her, and wrapped them around his shoulders as he kissed her.

"Are we really going to do this?" He asked as he lifted his head and gazed lovingly into her eyes a moment. "Out here? Where, going from our previous escapades over the last week, anyone passing by, and you know there will be at some point, will hear us?"

"Yes, I don't care," Clarisse nodded with a flirty smile. A blush, at the mere thought, crept over her features. "If you want to, that is. Because we don't have to if you don't want to."

"Are you kidding? Of course, I want to," he smiled and kissed her a couple of times. "I'm just surprised that you want to."

"Come on," Clarisse smiled and bit her bottom lip as she took a hand in hers and lead him over to where she had laid out the blankets and cushions on the floor for them to rest on in front of the fireplace.

"Are you absolutely sure about this, Clarisse?" Joseph asked as he stood in front of her and put his hands up onto the sides of her neck, his thumbs resting lovingly against her jaw. "Because we won't do this if you're not."

"Yes, I am sure," Clarisse nodded and gazed up into her husband's sexy blue eyes. "I may have downed a couple of glasses of champagne to calm my nerves earlier, but now that we are here, at this point, I'm actually fine. And I certainly don't care about anyone hearing, we are married for goodness sake. It's what married couples do, is it not?" She exclaimed, shaking her head a little before closing her eyes as his lips crushed against hers. "You're very satisfying, I can't help it," she whispered a moment later before smiling against his lips. Her body leaning against his as she wrapped her arms around his waist under his robe, her hands going down to cup his gorgeous, yet firm, bottom as she felt him begin to harden against her.

The truth was, ever since Charlotte had given her that letter earlier today she had wanted him. She had wanted him before then, of course, they were newlyweds, if she'd had her way they would have spent every minute of every day in bed together since they were married a week ago. She simply couldn't get enough of him. Satisfying her every need like no one had before, because Rupert certainly never did. But seeing who the letter was from only fuelled the fire she felt for her husband and at this point, she really didn't care who might pass by and hear them from within the privacy of their suite.

Stepping back, her gaze locked with his as she slowly untied the sash of her silk robe and slipped it from her shoulders before letting it pool around at her feet. Revealing the matching silk thigh-length chemise she was wearing underneath before taking a deep breath and lowering her gaze, watching him slowly remove his boxers, freeing his growing arousal.

Smiling, Joseph removed his robe and tossed it onto the sofa a few feet away from them before closing the distance between them. "You are so beautiful, my love," he whispered and kissed her. Slowly. Sensually. His hands on her neck. Her hands grasping his sides.

Looking up into his eyes a moment later, Clarisse licked her lips in anticipation, her heart beating oh so wildly in her chest. Her knees growing weaker and weaker by the second. "Can you sit down on the blanket for me," she whispered and watched him take a step back and do as she asked. Causing a breath to hitch in her throat.

Picking up her glass from the coffee table, Clarisse moved to stand beside him and took a sip of her champagne before kneeling down on the blanket next to him. Offering him her glass with a smile, she watched as he took it from her and took a long sip before passing it back.

Smiling, she set her glass back on the coffee table before putting her hands on her husband's shoulders, using him for leverage as she slowly slid a leg across his lap, until she was straddling him on the blankets. His hands instinctively going to her hips. "Oh god Clarisse," Joseph said huskily and watched as she slipped a hand down between them, slowly wrapping her fingers around his throbbing member, causing his hips to buck a little at her touch.

"Easy," she whispered seductively and watched a moment as he half smiled and briefly closed his eyes at the feel of himself, his manhood, in her grasp. It took every ounce of strength he had in him not to wrap his arms around her gorgeous body and turn them, so he was on top, and take her right there on the floor of their suite. But for the time being he had to be patient, knowing that his time, when he could do just that, would come eventually.

Smiling, she watched him slowly open his eyes and their gaze met just as she lowered herself slowly down on him. Taking him fully inside of her before putting her hand back up on his shoulder and stilling herself, allowing her body to adjust to the very much welcomed intrusion.

"Mmm," she moaned pleasurably and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, her hand grasping the back of his head, while she ran the fingertips on her other hand slowly from his shoulder and up the side of his neck before slipping her thumb under his chin and gripping hold of his jaw in her hand, a surprise move that she had done once or twice in the past.

"Are you okay?" Joseph asked as she stared into his eyes for a few seconds before leaning in for a fiery kiss. Watching her pull her head back a moment later, her lips deliciously red and swollen from the kiss, he remembered the first time, and the few times since, she had done that. Gripped his jaw in such a dominating way. Not that he minded, of course, he actually found it quite sexy. A turn-on. But why had she done it now?

He remembered it like it was just yesterday, that very first time. She had become jealous over something that had happened, something that he still very much regretted to this day, and always would. It'd had such an effect on her and they weren't even together then. But surely she couldn't be jealous now? Could she? But if so, why? Or more to the point, how? He hadn't given her any reason to be jealous, and as far as he was aware neither had anyone else. Unless…

"I just need.. a moment," she smiled and kissed him once again, pulling him from his thoughts as she lowered her hand from his jaw onto his chest.

"That's okay, you take as long as you need," he whispered and kissed her back, letting it linger a moment as his hands smoothed around to her back where he began to slowly gather the bottom of her chemise in his grasp. He had his suspicions to why she was jealous but knew that tonight was neither the time nor the place, to ask her about it. It would just have to wait.

"Ahh, no," Clarisse smiled against his lips and put her arm around to her back, her hand grasping hold of his hand. Stopping him as she pulled her head back to look at him.

"Clarisse, my love," he began as they gazed into each other's eyes. "We have been married a week now and during this time we have experienced, and shared, so many wonderful, blissful moments together, and during this time I have most certainly learned that you love to be on top and in charge, like the powerful woman you are," he smiled as she blushed, "but each time that you have been on top you have worn a chemise. Tonight, I would love to see all of you. The most beautiful woman in the world."

Contemplating his words, Clarisse took a deep breath and slowly lifted the chemise over her head and arms before tossing it to one side and somewhat nervously wrapped her arms around his neck. The fullness of her breasts pressing deliciously against his firm chest.

"I know being on top is daunting, yet enjoyable for you, you don't need to be nervous about me seeing you, okay?" He whispered in her ear and smoothed his hands from her back to her hips as her heart beat wildly in her chest. "You are the most gorgeous woman in the world to me," he said and kissed her neck, "remember that."

Feeling her arms loosen from around his neck, Joseph kissed her neck a couple more times before slowly pulling back and lying back on the floor, his hands still on her hips as he admired her gorgeous body straddling his, the flames from the fire creating shadows over her beautiful freckled skin. "So exquisite," he said softly as he smoothed one hand slowly up her side. His other hand remaining on her hip.

Feeling his thumb start to circle slowly over and over her erect nipple, her eyes fluttered closed at the delicious tingling sensation it was causing deep within her, and feeling his member twitch inside of her, her inner muscles clenched around him as she began to move her hips in a circular motion, mimicking the movement of his thumb still running circles over her hard nipple.

"Mmm," she moaned as she placed her hands down on his chest and continued to move her hips in a smooth, circular motion, soon finding herself getting closer and closer to the edge as their gasps and moans of pleasure, mixed with the crackle of the fire, filled the room around them.

Coming undone just moments later, Clarisse's head dropped back in sensual abandon as her body reacted to the orgasm that washed over her entire body. "Oh..oooh god," she moaned deliciously. Her inner muscles clenching involuntary around him.

"Oh yes, Clarisse," Joseph groaned out loudly, watching her with one hand caressing her hip, his other hand still up running circles over her hard nipple with his thumb.

Oh how he loved to watch her come undone. Something she had missed out on for so many years and was now certainly making up for. He loved how her whole body flushed. And the sweet moans of pleasure she made. He also loved how bright and starry-eyed her eyes were afterwards. But they weren't done just yet.

Sitting up, Joseph wrapped his arms around her, holding her body against his as his lips crushed against hers in a hungry kiss. "Mmm," she smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

In one swift move Clarisse was now on her back, her head resting on one of the cushions she had placed on the floor earlier that night, her legs instinctively wrapping around her husband's body as he rested ever so gently down on her, trapping her deliciously between him and the floor. His elbows were on the blanket next to her shoulders supporting his weight and his hands were in her hair. "Are you okay?" He asked turning his head to her and tucking a leg up under her thigh as she lay breathless beneath him.

"Mmm I am, I'm more than fine," she smiled, taking her bottom lip between her teeth a moment as she nodded and turned her head to look at him. The feel of his body pressing into hers and the sight of his eyes so full of desire aroused her even more.

"Good," he smiled, kissing her slowly for a moment as one of her hands began to roam freely over his back while her other hand went straight to cup his bottom. Giving it a firm squeeze and prompting him to move. "Okay, I get it," he smiled against her lips and they both chuckled.

"Good, I'm glad that you do," she smiled a satisfied smile and looked deep into his eyes as he began to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first. Wanting to savour the moment. Not wanting to hurt her what with them being on the floor of their suite.

"Oh god Clarisse, my love, I love you so much," he whispered between kisses as she smoothed her hands up his back and somehow framed his face in them as he lifted his head slightly.

"I love you too, so so much," she said and lifted her head to kiss him, her hands still framing his face, before resting her head back down on the cushion and studying his face. "Please tonight, don't hold back," she whispered.

"Are you sure?" He asked, studying her face as she nodded, "I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't hurt me," she shook her head as she moved her hands now to the backs of his shoulders. Her legs still wrapped oh so deliciously around him. "I'm not going to break," she whispered. "I promise."

And with that, he placed a hard kiss on her lips and pushed himself up, his hands now replacing his elbows on the blanket beside her shoulders as he began to thrust a little harder. Watching her react by closing her eyes and tipping her head back. Smiling, he dipped his head down, sticking out his tongue and running it deliciously up the front of her throat before nuzzling and burying his face in the side of her neck for a moment.

"Mmm," she giggled at the tingling sensation it caused and watched as he lifted his head to look down at her. Their gaze locked, and as his pace started to quicken she unlocked her legs from around him, giving him room to move. "Oh god, I think... oh yes I am." She gasped breathlessly as she grasped hold of his sides. "Oh, Joseph."

Laughing, he watched her eyes flutter closed as he edged her closer and closer to climax for the second time that night. "Are you okay? Is this okay?" He asked, worried he might be hurting her. But she could only respond by nodding and moaning her pleasure.

Smiling, he thrust harder. Faster. Until they both came undone, together, and he collapsed on top of her, both of them breathless. Hearts pounding. His face was buried in her neck, an elbow on the blanket beside her shoulder, his hand lost in her hair, while his other hand grasped her thigh, holding it against his hip as he continued to thrust ever so slowly.

"Ooh," Clarisse moaned breathlessly, an arm wrapped around his shoulder, her hand grasping the back of his head while her other hand remained on his side. "That was fucking amazing," she said shockingly and they both laughed.

"Well," he said against her neck and lifted his head to look down into her gorgeous bright, starry eyes. "I aim to please."

"Yes you do," she laughed a deep throaty laugh and he kissed her before he slid slowly out of her and rolled onto his back on the blanket beside her. The both of them already missing the intimate connection.

"See," Clarisse smiled, truly satisfied, as she turned onto her side to face him and tucked her hands up on the cushion under her cheek. "Didn't I tell you that I wouldn't break?"

"Yes you did," he laughed, turning onto his side to face her as he reached his hand out. "I love you," he whispered and brushed her hair back behind her ear before cupping her face lovingly in his hand and brushing his thumb gently over her lips.

"I love you too," she smiled and leant closer to kiss him before snuggling into his embrace.