Shattered Glass

3 - An Affair

A few days has passed after her fateful day with Chris, but she is still thinking about his deep blue eyes.

"Duchess, a letter." Her personal maid enters her bed room with a letter.. and a rose.

Could it be... him?

"Close the door."

Will I have the honor to take you out to watch the sunrise?

One sentence appear in the large paper on her hand. And one sentence, make her heart beats uncontrollably. She is trying to control breathing, biting her lower lip nervously.

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"Where is everyone?" She looks around the house, it is so quiet today.

"The duke had them to go to a camp for a few days."

"Um, why?"

"Duchess, it is your wedding anniversary. Did you forget?" The maid answers while preparing her hair.

"Oh is it?" He heart skipped a beat, she doesn't know what is it, but it feels uncomfortable.

"Yes, the duke came back for this occasion, to spend it here with the duchess."

She takes a deep breath and exhale.

Bree is presented with a square cut gown in emerald green. Now that she sees the gown, the jewelry must be a complement for the dress.

As the sun goes down, the whole mansion seem to lose its life. Bree is sitting on her bed, she knows that her husband must want to have a dinner with just her.

"My love, are you ready?" He enters the room, a bucket of white lilies on hand.

It's her favorite flower.

It is winter, but Will had a lily farm in a warm place just for this occasion.

As they leave the bedroom, thousands of candles are lit romantically, leading to the dining area. The soft music is playing in the background, walking hand in hand.

He must have put a lot of effort on this, she thought.
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Yes he does.

William holds her hand, pulling the chair for her.

"How was it?" He asks as she finished her baked salmon.

"It was great, you know I like salmon." She compliments his choice of main.

"I cooked it. I got the chance to learnt how to do it when I was away." He smiles proudly.

"Really? I didn't know you had so much free time."

"I don't."

The dinner session quickly come to an end and they retreated to their bedroom. He got the room decorated with rose petals and some light smelling incense.

But she got a plan to watch the sunrise.

Bree looks at the guy sleeping next to her, seems like her husband is still deep in his sleep.

She takes out her coat and quietly left the room.With her heart pounding and her cheeks redden, she runs through the corridor and leave through the front door, hugging herself as she walks to the main gate where the ocean-eyes man is waiting for her.

"You came." The guys comes down from his horse, kissing her hand.

"Why do you think I won't?" She rises her eyebrows, one corner of her lip rising.

He shakes his head, not answering.

"Are you going to put me up the horse, or should I do it myself?"

"Of course madam." He holds onto her waist, lifting her up in a swift motion.

She is not used to riding a horse, she is used to sitting in the carriage.

He looks over her shoulder and notices that she is sitting uncomfortably, how cute.

Christian pulls her closer to him, hugging her with one hand while the other is controlling the horse.

The hill overviews the whole village on the north part, and a small valley on the southern part giving it a 360 degrees view.

They set up a picnic mat next to a large tree, sitting next to each other while waiting for the sun to rises.

"Do you bring many girls here?" She asks while resting her head on his shoulder. The first rays of sunshine glows in the horizon. Changing the sky into pinkish orange glow.

"No, it's only you." Chris chuckles from the weird question, hugging her close afraid that she might get cold. He reaches for her hand, holding it tightly.

Bree can feel the warm sun on her skin, she can't remember when was the last time she enjoys the little things in life.

She looks at the man next to her. He is the warmth that she desperately needs in her life.

She wants him.
She wants to be with him.

He touches her cold cheek, smiling warmly. His lips is warm, caressing hers gently, as soft as the fist snow in winter night.

She kisses him back, holding onto him. They wanted more. The slow kisses grows more passionate as their body heat rises, his tongue is exploring her mouth, tasting her. A taste of a long lost innocence.

Her periwinkle dress is slids from her shoulder, exposing her breasts as she sits on top of him. The guy moves down to kiss her neck, and down to her breast. He sucks on her breast freely, licking her nipple hard.

She bits her lower lip, enjoying his work. Holding to his face, her breath becomes irregular. He then slides his penis inside her, letting her rides him on top.

"Bree, I want more of you." He whispers on her ears, biting it afterwards.

The duchess has no problem leading the pace as the cold wind brushes her naked body. She looks at him trying to see his reaction and he kisses her in response.

They move in sync as they are closer to climax. She is holding onto him, resting her head on his, enjoying every second of their union. And same goes with him, his breathing is hard and heavy as he enters her repeatedly.

And at the same time they reaches climax, her nails is scratching his skin, feeling better than ever.

"Bree I want all of you." He says breathlessly while looking deeply into her eyes.