The Duke's Masked Wife

Alessandra gulped, fearful of both the questions and the punishment. How did they go from opening gifts to being stuck in this position? He had not even opened all the gifts she wanted him to. Her nerves increased when Edgar touched the side of her left cheek again, almost warning her of another smack there.

The slight coldness of the table pressed against her stomach and chest felt strangely good at the moment.

"Have you ever had any sexual fantasies about the two of us? I am always open about mine while you are painfully quiet. I know there has to be something you imagined us doing after we made love for the first time. What is it?" Edgar asked, playfully tapping his fingers against her skin, ready to spank her buttocks again if he sensed a lie.

"I have," Alessandra slowly answered. She feared the punishment more than being embarrassed about what she would say. "My mind always goes back to the window when Alfred interrupted our conversation or to the tub during our trip. That is all."

"Hmm," Edgar hummed, not believing that was all. He was more than happy to spank his hand right on the same spot as before which started to turn red because of her sensitive skin.

"Edgar, I did not lie-Ah," Alessandra gasped from the weird sensation of pleasure when Edgar spanked her buttocks again while he entered her completely. Alessandra tried to grip something but as she was lying against a table there was nothing for her to grab so she ended up balling up her hands.

Alessandra turned her head to look away from Edgar to hide the embarrassment that she enjoyed what he had just done.

Edgar took pride in his guess that she did in fact like a bit of pain with their intimacy. It was a surprising yet pleasant discovery considering her personality. He didn't mind that she looked away for now.

Edgar slowly pulled out of her until just the tip before burying himself back inside of her. He opted to go slow right now while she got over her obvious embarrassment for liking when he spanked her. She didn't need to be in his opinion but Edgar knew once she stopped overthinking it Alessandra would soon give in to the fact this was something she desired

Alessandra's body jerked forward each time Edgar buried himself back inside of her but thanks to the heaviness of the dining table it did not move.

Edgar quickly became impatient with her not looking back at him so he decided to punish her. With his left hand, he gripped her left thigh, perhaps too painfully at the moment without realizing but Alessandra did not wince or cry out. Edgar entered her with a sharper thrust and spank her right cheek harder than the last two times.

"Alessandra looks at me," he said, still buried inside of her, refusing to move again unless she looked at him.

Alessandra slowly turned her head to face him, her fists still balled up to help her not be so overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. Her embarrassment came not only from Edgar spanking her and her liking it but from her mind suddenly wondering what it would be like if they used the whip instead.

"Why are you embarrassed?" Edgar asked as his second question. The game was still very much going on.

"I-I don't know," Alessandra honestly replied. "It is strange that I like what you did," she concluded after thinking about it.

"It is not strange at all. We all have something that feels good to us and it is completely natural. Sex can include other things to make it exciting so stop overthinking it and just enjoy the pleasure because I certainly am. If only you could paint yourself like this with your lips plump from biting them too much and your delectable body," Edgar said, leaning forward to slip his hand under her body and palm her left breast.

"Edgar," Alessandra moaned, excited from Edgar toying with her hardened bud as he continued to move inside of her again. She desperately wanted something to hold to help her release the pleasure she was feeling.

Edgar kissed her back before removing his hand from under her and going back to his earlier position to get a good look at her. He licked his lips at the sight of her mouth open in an O shape as his name left her lips in a sweet cry. She was the only person to repeatedly call out his name and he would not find it annoying. He longed to hear more of it.

To please her more Edgar spanked her left cheek, giving it the same torture as the right one. His pace with his thrust had increased, becoming sharper and rougher with each penetration.  Her cries excited him just as she was excited by him spanking her. In between each thrust, Edgar would spank her to receive a beautiful cry of pleasure from her lips and she would grip his manhood causing him to hiss.

"Fuck," Edgar stopped for a moment to pull her up so her back was pressed against his chest. His left hand wrapped around her waist to hold her, the right palming her breast, and without him telling her to, Alessandra looked sideways to meet him for a kiss.

Alessandra reached behind her to the back of Edgar's head, placing her hand in his messy hair to pull him to her to deepen the kiss.  Her embarrassment about where they were and what they were doing was out the window right now. Edgar was the only thing on her mind and she felt like a fool for turning down his request to make love on his birthday.

Alessandra gave in to her lust and matched Edgar's intensity with their kiss. There was a tightness in her chest when Edgar pulled away first and stared down at her. The tightness wasn't because of pain but the emotions she felt from the way he looked at her. It was hard to believe how someone could look at her and she could feel the amount of love they had for her.

Edgar slid out of Alessandra, turned her around, and hoisted her up in his arms. Contrary to what Alessandra was thinking that they would continue in this position, Edgar took her out of the dining room to the window by the front door where they could look out and see the gate in the distance.

He seated her on the window pane but she was still in his arms.  Edgar wrapped her legs around his waist and entered her once more. He lost count of how many times they did this when the day had only just started.

"Someone might pass and see us," Alessandra whispered. There were still guards roaming around outside to keep the house protected. There was nothing at the window to hide her and Edgar from being seen.

"Then we should be quick," Edgar replied, placing his hands under her buttocks and giving it a rough squeeze. "It is only fair that I carry out your fantasies today. You mustn't miss this opportunity," he added, burying his head in her shoulder and biting her there.

Edgar started to make love to her at the window and despite her fears of being seen, Alessandra dug her nails into his back, enjoying the moment she thought of many times.