Warning: smut content.
My plan failed. I wanted to make Alexander feel guilty for using the same trick twice... many times.
Yet, I'm being taken advantage of. Without mercy.
«No, Alexander,» I whisper, moving the blanket up to look at him. He's nibbling my thigh, moving up bit by bit. Instead of letting go as an obedient husband would do, he bites the place where his lips are.
I groan, but then I get up, sitting, alarmed that I might have woken Lavinia up.
However, there's no sound coming from the cradle. But the next moan might be the one disturbing Lavinia's sleep.
«I'll bring her to her room,» Alexander sighs. «If this is so worrying for you.»
«You can just stop playing with me like this,» I reply.
«No.»
«Then, bring Lavinia into her room,» I surrender.
