I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Anne was completely exhausted, because when Alan entered the room, the blanket that he had previously covered on her body was still in the same position. It didn't change at all, which meant that Anne slept in the same position and hadn't move at all. Seeing her still asleep, Alan's smile grew. He was excited to go to his wife immediately but he had to endure his intention, because he still wanted to wait for the maids who brought their dinner to come. Alan chose to keep waiting for his maids at the door rather than waiting inside the room. There was only one reason for that. He didn't want anyone to see how messed up their bedroom was right now. Because if that happened, Anne would be embarrassed and upset. Therefore, he patiently wait in front of his bedroom door while checking his cellphone for Anne's social media accounts.

"Flowers! Why are all the contents of your post only flowers, Anne? Even though I'm more beautiful than flowers," Alan snorted a little disappointed, because he hoped that there would be one handsome photo posted.

The sound of wheels from the trolley being pushed by two maids finally made Alan end his activities. He quickly put his smart phone in his trouser pocket and greeted the arrival of the two maids.

"Just leave it here."

"But Young Master..."

"It's okay, I'll bring it in." Alan cut off the words of one of his servants.

The two young maids were silent for a while before finally leaving Alan after politely saying goodbye. The two young women, who were very afraid of Alan, did not look back as they walked away from their young master who was intoxicated with romance. Everyone in the Clarke family mansion knew the story of how Alan conquered Anne, but none of them expected the young master to be so madly in love with his wife. That was why the servants in the house also gave the same respect to Anne. They did not dare to argue with Anne's every word, because for them, what Anne said was the same as what Alan said.

Alan only entered his room when he was sure that the maids had left, he carefully pushed the trolley full of food that the maids had prepared for dinner into the bedroom. The aroma of the medium rare grilled meat was so appetizing, not to mention the other dishes. It really made Alan even more hungry, but he didn't want to eat alone. When he had confirmed the position of the trolley was right, Alan then walked to the bed and sure enough, Anne's sleeping position had not changed. She still slept in the same position as when Alan had left her.

"Almost 4 hours and you're still sleeping in that same position. Won't your body sore, dear?" Alan whispered softly to Anne, brushing the hair that covered her cheeks.

Anne did not respond, his whisper did not succeed in waking her up from her dreamland.

Actually, he couldn't bear to wake Anne, but considering that she had not eaten anything, he was forced to wake her up. Without thinking, Alan pulled the blanket that covered her body after turning down the room temperature. Instantly, Anne shivered when the blanket had no longer covered her. What Alan did was working, as Anne started to react. But unfortunately, the moaning sound that came out of her lips only turned Alan on. 

Alan growled in annoyance. He cursed himself for being turned on by her moan. He was tortured with lust. "Anne, wake up... You're not a baby, Anne. Your bedtime is up."

"Hmmm…"

"Damn, this woman. Anne, don't make me rape you again," Alan said hoarsely, just one mumble was enough to make Alan go crazy.

There was no response from Anne except that the louder the groans from Anne who felt cold, Alan's sanity was being tested even more.

"I'm only human, Anne, I can't hold myself back any longer," said Alan in frustration. Without thinking, he pushed her left shoulder to lie down. Once again, Alan was getting more and more tormented when he saw Anne's perfect body, the curves of her waist, the abs on her stomach, her beautiful breasts. She was beautiful and perfect. That was all that Alan could say to praise the beauty of Anne's body at the moment.

He then crawled on top of her body, without removing her clothes. Without a word he immediately played with her breasts, licking his tongue on the tips, which finally managed to make Anne react, even though her eyes were still tightly closed. Finally, when Alan used his hand to squeeze one of her breasts, Anne woke up.

"Alan...."

"Stop...don't talk, just enjoy it, baby." Alan immediately interrupted Anne's words by slightly lifting his face to look at Anne who had just woken up.

Anne's whole body reacted again, accepting each and every moves that Alan made. She was completely aroused. Alan touched every inch of Anne's body, starting from her neck, her breasts, her stomach, and her thighs. Indeed, he tormented her with his touches.

"Alan.. I'm tired.." said Anne softly in between sighs of pleasure, sounding faint and full of hope.

Alan, who didn't want to hurt Anne, immediately stopped his activities on her lower body. After he pulled his face from her core, Alan finally realized that both of Anne's thighs, which he had opened wide, seemed to vibrate violently and this made Alan feel sorry for her. He quickly crawled back onto Anne's body and looked lovingly at her sweaty face.

"What do you want?"

Anne opened her eyes when she felt Alan's hot breath touched her face. "Take me to the bathroom, I'm hot."

Alan smiled triumphantly. He realized that Anne was almost at her peak when he stopped his activities just now. "Are you sure you don't want me to finish it?"

"Water, I need water, Alan," chirped Anne hopefully.

"As you wish, Princess."

Alan immediately lifted her body from the bed and took her to their big bathroom. Alan's goal was to take her to the shower instead of the bathtub, following Anne's request. When he lowered her to the floor, her legs trembled slightly and she could not support her body. Fortunately, Alan immediately hugged her waist, so she could still stand by leaning on him.

"Do you want me to turn on the water now?" Alan whispered softly, as if afraid someone would hear.

"Yes."

"Prepare yourself, Princess." Alan again teased Anne by exhaling his hot breath.

Splash! 

"Alan!!!" Anne screamed loudly when the cold water from the shower touched her whole body. It was not because the water was too cold, but because Anne managed to reach her release for Alan's delayed actions.

Seeing Anne reached her climax, Alan smile. His woman was completely different and it drove him crazy. Alan did not feel the pain from her scratched on his back at the moment. For him, there was nothing more beautiful than Anne when she reached her climax. Her beauty looked even more radiant when she reached the point of satisfaction, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips parted, it was a sight that he wouldn't want to miss.

"You are mine Anne… only I can see you like this."

To be continued