The Duke's Masked Wife

358 Pain and pleasure (9)

The surprise left Edgar after Alessandra’s confession. She was more confident than he thought. Edgar didn’t know what happened to her today but he would not question this new side of her that liked to try new things.

“Very well,” Edgar replied and pushed his length closer to her mouth for her to do as she wanted.

Alessandra licked the tip of his length as she had enough confirmation that he liked it. She didn’t mind the odd taste and continued to repeat this action a few times before taking him into her mouth.

Edgar started to rub her breast against his length while moving back and forth, his length going deeper inside her mouth each time he pushed forward. This sight of her was far better than the first time she attempted to please him this way. It was still new to her but her determination to please him had definitely helped her to be more skilled.

Alessandra’s moans were muffled by the thickness of Edgar’s length inside her mouth. The hardest task she faced in this position was following Edgar’s movement so she would not choke.

After a few more strokes Edgar pulled out of her mouth, letting his seed release on her chest instead of inside her mouth.

Alessandra panted, catching her breath while Edgar’s warmth trickled down her neck and shoulder, and some remained on her chest.

“I should have pulled away quicker,” Edgar said as she was now covered in his seed. He pulled the blanket on the bed to wipe what he could from her.

“It is okay,” Alessandra replied. It was nothing another bath could not fix.

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Edgar made a mental note to help her wash up once they were finished. He moved to stop straddling her and went to the bottom of the bed where the whips were. The shop owner had given him instructions for each toy he bought. It was hard to pick out what he wanted to use first.

Edgar picked up a blindfold to cover Alessandra’s eyes with. Though he liked her staring back at him during their intimacy, he knew it would be a better experience for her if her eyes were closed and she wasn’t able to see what would be used next. She would only have to focus on feeling good. There was something meant for her mouth but Edgar wanted to hear her moans and cries from pleasure fill the quiet room.

Edgar returned to Alessandra’s side and said, “Trust me.”

“I am already trusting you enough to let you tie me to a bed,” Alessandra muttered as the cloth in Edgar’s hands blocked her sight. “You mentioned this place having masks different from the one I wore.”

“You’ve spent more than enough time wearing a mask. It is not needed now and I want to see your full face. It is not too tight right?” Edgar asked, not wanting to hurt her. At least not yet.

Alessandra shook her head. With this, Edgar left her to get the whip. Just using his hand in the dining room had gotten her excited so he anticipated how she would react to the whip smacking against her skin.

Edgar regained his position between her legs. He took in how she flinched when he touched her leg. She had no clue where he would touch her next and it excited her. Edgar placed the whip down beside her, not ready for it yet.

Alessandra tried to pinpoint where Edgar would touch her and when he touched where she hadn’t anticipated he would, her skin tingled. Alessandra was about to open her mouth to speak but ended up gasping when she felt his finger spreading her most intimate area and then his tongue was inside of her.

Out of instinct, she wanted to close her legs but feared she would hurt Edgar so she kept them open. She bit her lips not to intentionally hold back her voice but the intrusion of his tongue suddenly inside of her had brought a wave of sensation she could not handle. When his tongue rubbed against a spot inside of her, she could no longer bite her lip and released a moan.

She grabbed the ropes tied around her hands and squeezed them to try to take the focus off of Edgar between her legs. “E-Edgar,” she moaned, on the verge of releasing so he needed to move. “You shouldn’t stay there.”

Edgar ignored her words and continued his handy work until fluid flowed out of her and into his mouth which he gladly accepted. He licked his lips after having enough of her. He thought of devouring her today and now he had. As he sat up, he took in how much she panted, and there was that familiar look of embarrassment. She turned her head to the side as she knew he would look at her right after.

Edgar didn’t mind that she tried to hide her face. “It is a natural thing to do, Alessandra. There is nothing to be embarrassed about by your husband tasting you,” he said to reassure her while he positioned himself to enter her again. “It is a compliment to you that I enjoy doing these things,” he said, pushing inside of her completely.

“Edgar!” Alessandra exclaimed, her mouth falling upon from how quickly he filled her instead of taking his time. Her hands continued to squeeze the rope to keep them occupied since she could not move them.

Alessandra couldn’t help thinking once again how foolish she was when they first made love to think he would not be able to fit inside of her. Her body stretched to accompany all of Edgar inside of her. Her knees became weak as he pulled out of her. Not being able to see him added to the pleasure.

Alessandra prepared herself for him to fill her again but what wasn’t prepared for was something smacking her thigh as Edgar pushed all the way in. “Ah!” She moaned, her cheeks turning red from the pitch of her voice. It was hard to focus on both the stinging pain on her thigh and Edgar burying himself deep inside of her.

Alessandra gripped the rope tighter if it was even possible when what she knew to be the whip made contact with her skin in a different spot.

Edgar wrapped her legs around his waist to have better access to penetrate her. Before he thrust back inside of her, he used the whip to smack her across her buttocks.

Alessandra jolted due to the feeling of the whip hitting her buttocks and without thinking moved her feet, pulling Edgar forward and entering her completely once more. They both groaned from him filling her again.

“Alessandra.”

Hearing her name leaving Edgar’s lips in a sweet tone stirred her emotions. It was much softer than how he would normally call to her and with this, she knew he was just in the same amount of bliss as she was.

“Edgar,” Alessandra hissed when the whip was used against her buttocks again. Now, they both certainly knew she liked being whipped there. The whip inflicted more pain but there was something she liked more about Edgar using his hand. “More,” she pleaded with him.

Alessandra didn’t care how she would feel when she looked back on all of this tomorrow. All that mattered was this very moment and wanting more from Edgar.

Her request for more was like sweet music to her words. It was not every day Alessandra would plead for more during their intimacy. Edgar spanked her with the whip on the left cheek as he continued to thrust inside of her. He switched to the right cheek when her skin started to turn red. He worried about it being too painful but Alessandra’s cries of pleasure said he was doing everything but hurting her.

Edgar started to thrust into her with a greater force than before. A bit rougher with his movements which were met by his name filling the room. He discarded the whip for now as he needed to kiss her. Edgar laid almost flat on Alessandra to capture her lips as his hips continued to move in a circular fast pace motion.

Alessandra moaned against his lips as the kiss matched the roughness of his thrusts. He became a bit wilder with the way he took her as if he desperately wanted to release inside of her. Alessandra used her feet wrapped around Edgar’s waist to nudge him further inside of her when he didn’t go all the way in.

“W-Wait,” she said after pulling away from the kiss as she accidentally pushed Edgar to the spot inside of her which pushed her on the verge to release. Edgar ignored her and continued to keep aiming there to take her to new heights.

Her body trembled as she inevitably released, no longer able to hold back. Shortly after, Edgar released his warmth inside of her, slowing down his pace as he finished. He panted just like Alessandra after the intensity of this round.

“Are you going to untie me? W-wait,” Alessandra stuttered because Edgar suddenly moved inside of her again. He released his seed inside of her a second ago but he was already becoming erected again. How much more could he have to give her?