Chapter 18

"Good morning."

Violet could not help but notice that there was an intense strain in William"s voice, that she could only put down to last night.

Perhaps he regretted letting her go to sleep frustrated.

Good, because it had been a nightmare.

"Good morning," she replied with a cheeky smile playing on her lips. "How are you feeling on this lovely day?"

It was hard for Violet not to chuckle at the surprise in William"s eyes.

It was as if he thought she might completely ignore him after last night.

But Violet was much better at playing this game than he realized.

"The sun is glorious, do you not think?" she said while stifling a chuckle. "It is going to be a very day. What is on the agenda?"

Violet enjoyed the way that William narrowed his eyes at her.

She had him right where she wanted him.

Playing her game.

"I suppose I shall be working today," William replied suspiciously. "And how about you? Do you have a lot planned for the day?"

Violet tossed her hair over her shoulder and ran her fingers down the exposed skin of her throat.

She liked the idea of drawing her eyes all over her.

The way he looked at her, it was obvious that the desire remained in his eyes. That had not gone anywhere, just because the wedding vows had been spoken.

Good.

She was succeeding, just not applying enough pressure.

That was fine, she could do that.

"Oh, I do not know what I am going to do today," she said breezily. "But I am sure I will be able to find a way to amuse myself."

She hoped that the naughtiness was shining in her eyes.

William looked bewildered, like he did not know what to do with her.

She was going to utilize that.

"This is a big house though," she continued as she innocently brushed her fingers over her lips, hopefully making William remember just how intoxicating it had been to kiss her. "And there is always a lot to do."

Violet felt powerful as she took a seat opposite William.

She felt wanton, like a goddess.

The more he stared at her like she had thrown him off his game, the brighter her smile was.

"The food here is delicious," she gasped as she took a bite of the pastry with her eyes locked on his the whole time. "You really do have the best cooks here. You are so lucky, and I suppose I am too, now that I am your wife. Everything really did end up alright for me, do you not think?"

William had no idea how to react.

He clearly could not fathom what on earth was happening in Violet"s mind, which was absolutely perfect.

She loved having all the power in her hands.

This was a sensation she wanted to cling to forever more. If being married made her feel like this, then she was going to really enjoy it.

* * *

Violet could not ignore the way that her heart was absolutely hammering against her rib cage as she waited.

The anticipation was almost too much to bear.

Every breath that came falling out of her mouth was sharp and ragged, her chest rising and falling as the nervous pain clung to her.

But if William would not respond to her other seduction techniques, then she had no other choice in the matter.

If this was the only way that she was going to win the game, then so be it.

She checked out her reflection once more, nervously imagining how William was going to respond when he saw her in this thin, wanton night gown.

He would be here soon. Violet had sent Ivy to get him – without letting her maid see her, of course, or know what she was up to – so unless he absolutely refused to see her, the time would be upon her.

Violet ruffled up her hair a little, hoping that she would look enticing, before she finally climbed on to the bed, spreading her long naked legs out over the sheets.

This was scary.

Absolutely terrifying.

But she was sure that it would be worth it.

Was that footsteps?

Her anxiety spiked.

That sounded like heavy footsteps.

The footsteps of a man.

William was on the way.

Biting down on her bottom lip, Violet allowed her eager fingers to travel down her body. She knew exactly what she wanted William to see the moment he stepped in to the room, and now it was time.

She parted her thighs a little and allowed her fingers to glide along her soaking wet core.

"Oh my!" she gasped the moment William"s shadow appeared in the door frame.

"What… what are you doing?" he stammered, clearly in shock. "Do you remember that you called me here? What is happening?"

"You said you could not touch me," Violet moaned as she circled her finger teasingly around her center. "But you are not touching me. I am touching myself, so no rules are being broken."

William appeared to be frozen to the spot, like he could not believe what he was staring at.

The fact that he was not running away and sticking to his silly plan only fueled desire and excitement.

With her eyes firmly fixed on his, she plunged her fingers deep inside of herself, massaging her cavern while his eyes glazed over. Desire flooded him, she could see it. He was itching to join her on the bed, struggling to keep away from her.

This was working!

It would not be long until she got what she wanted.

"I told you," she gasped out, thick longing lacing her tone. "There are always ways to break the rules and have some fun."

"I… I do not know what you are trying to do to me," William shot back gruffly. He clung to the door frame, as if he did not trust himself to move.

Violet could not resist letting out an intense groan of pleasure because finally she was getting what she wanted…

Or almost what she wanted, but she had a feeling that he would not be able to resist her for too much longer. Not with his eyes all hooded over like that.

"Do you not want to not break the rules as well?" she gasped, hoping that he would follow her lead. Even if he did not touch her, which she was becoming increasingly convinced that he would, she wanted to see him. "There is nothing stopping you…"

Her chest heated up as his hand grazed along the waist band of his pants.

She picked up the pace, gasping for breath as he undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. His hand slid past the waist band of his underwear and soon she could sense that he was holding his thick, throbbing erection.

She did not dare dream that her marriage could feel so good, but it was living up to all of her hopes and expectations.

His hand moved up and down.

Violet was mesmerized as he stroked himself.

She wanted to commit that movement to memory, just in case she needed to know how to make his jaw slacken with desire like that. His vulnerable side was starting to shine free, and Violet loved it.

She was enamored, intoxicated by the man.

A sensation which only bloomed as he started to move closer to the bed at last.

The bed creaked under his weight, but that did not stop Violet from caressing herself. Expectation thrilled her, although she was not quite sure where this was going to go. She continued to explore her body while looking in to the eyes of the man who had finally chosen to lie beside her.

He was holding out as much as he could. It was obvious to Violet that William was struggling to keep his hands to himself, but he was trying.

Touching himself only, and gasping with moans of pure bliss.

If she moved, just a couple of inches, she could be kissing him.

Much as she had been the one to start this, nerves got the better of her. She was far too scared to close that gap in case it pushed him away.

She did not want to be rejected now.

Thankfully, William was the one who could not resist, and he grabbed her face to pull her a little closer to him. He was the one who claimed her lips with his own and finally broke his own rule.

Thank goodness.

But that was not the only way William broke his rule.

His free hand cupped her breast, heating things up to a new level, and his thumb stroked over her nipple until it was standing to attention for him.

Captivated by this feeling, Violet turned onto her side and gasped as he took the hint and allowed that hand to travel down her torso, to find where she was embracing herself.

Violet"s pulse pounded in an out of control manner as he replaced her fingers with his own. His hand was different, stronger, more powerful. The way he caressed her sped up the burning hot blood that was now tearing through her body.

She did not know it would feel like this.

"Oh, William," she hissed as his fingers plunged deep inside of her. His thumb circled her center, just as it had been circling her nipples only moments before. Only this sensation was far more intoxicating.

"Do you like that?" he murmured, his words tickling her ear lobe.

She could not find the words to answer him.

All she could do was nod.

The pressure of pleasure began to build within Violet, fixing in her veins, and curling her toes. Within the midst of this, she forgot how to be a polite young lady – not that she had been acting like much of a lady tonight – and she allowed her hands to trickle down his body also.

She ached to explore him in the same way that he was her.

Violet had no idea how William would react after this. He might finally realize that trying to keep away from her was silly, or he may revert back to how he was before, only this time pushing her away even further.

So she knew that she had to embrace him while she had him here.

Still, she was nervous.

Violet could feel herself trembling all over. Although if that was from the anxiety as she reached to touch him, or from the pleasure he was building up within her, she was not sure.

In the breathless, dizzy, heady desire, she allowed her hand to slide on to if his and to feel his movements as he stroked himself, and that was where she stayed until he decided to trust her.

William pulled his hand away from his steel rod and focused on touching her. Violet tried to emulate the movements, she held on to him, grazing over his flesh, picking up the pace of her hand movements as his groans intensified.

Never had her heart thundered so loudly.

Never had her body felt so alive.

Violet felt like she was climbing a mountain, little by little, aiming for the peak of desire. She had no idea what it was going to feel like once she got there, but she could not wait to find out.

"Oh, Violet, Violet…"

William started reciting her name like a prayer, his voice cracking as his body contracted. Intrigue piqued in Violet as his whole body stiffened and shuddered, before he really cried out her name with no worry about the volume of his voice.

Then a sticky warm liquid shot up her arm, surprising Violet so much that she slipped her hand away from him, unsure of what her next move should be.

But William was not unsure.

While still breathless and staring at her with desire filled eyes, he flipped her on to her back once more and picked up the pace of his thumb flickering over her.

It was then Violet"s chest grew tight.

She could also feel herself stiffening up.

The peak of the mountain was here, and she had finally found it, although she was not quite sure how long she could cling on…

And then she fell.

She tumbled head first in to the never ending abyss of a pleasure so intense, she was quite sure that she no longer had any control over her body, not that she cared.

As she bucked and writhed through the waves of endless orgasm, which seemed to hit her from all angles, Violet knew that she would happily stay in this position forever.

Muscles contracting.

Body writhing.

Pleasure swimming.

All in the arms of the man she had married.

She knew that there was a chance that they could have a lot more to their marriage, and now she hoped that William could understand that as well.

As they lay breathless, panting in the post orgasmic glow, Violet felt closer to him than she had anyone else before. There was a new understanding between them, a new exciting light which glowed brightly.

Why not explore this?

Why not continue to have fun with one another?

If a married couple could not make one another feel this way, then what was the point? Without this, it hardly seemed worth it at all.