How to Drive Your Husband Mad In 3 Easy Steps

[Anthony Bridgerton]

Tag: Kathani Bridgerton
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Hearing her laughter only made him more annoyed . . . aware that she was taking pleasure in every second she denied his own. One day, he would get back at her. Somehow. In some way. He would exact his revenge. But right now, his thoughts were solely rested on how to get this confounded chemise of her. His teeth were not working and he raised his head back up, having heard her remark upon his recent need to approve her wardrobe.

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"I do not care," he grumbled. "Besides, other men will be forewarned over this diabolical ploy once the reason is known as to why." Why it would be necessary for him to have to approve every garment she purchased or had made. Of course, he knew it would not happen as such but right now, the thought of it brought him comfort. Hardly any, but still a semblance considering it was a way from preventing this from happening again in the future. Deciding to try another approach, his hand went to her leg, bending it up a little so that he could slip his hand under the dress where it opened, trying to see how far up he could get.

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Fingers sliding along her lower legs as it was bent enough to give him access. But yet of course, the fabric was practically glued to her skin above her knees. He could not even find proper release without needing to remove her chemise at all. With a growl off irritation he pulled his hand from under the garment. "Take it off, Kate," he practically demanded, knowing that there was most probably some ridiculous technique or way to remove it effortlessly. Right now, his mind was hazed over with the burning need for her, unable to think clearly and well, his hands nor teeth had worked. "Take this damn thing off," he added, trying to pull at the top of it once more. He was far from defeated, but that did not mean he would not complain throughout the process.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

He tried to use the bottom of the dress, and Kate only laughed harder. He looked at her and demanded that she take it off, and Kate only smiled up at him. "Anthony, I am all sewn in." She admitted, grinning up at him.

Kate knew she had to take a little pity on him, so she shifted so she could wrap her arms around her pouting husband's neck and she placed kisses over his jaw, and up to his lips, before moving to his ear. "Surely a educated man like you can find a way to get what he wants." Anthony was very smart, and she knew once he started thinking with his head (vs his passion) he would find a way in.

While the material was not easy to tear the seams would be. Though she wasn't sure how much Anthony knew about seams. Maybe she should be glad he didn't seem to know right away how to break into a lady's dress. "Think of it like as present. You have to open it to enjoy it."

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

Tag: Kathani Bridgerton
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She told him that she was sewn in which only caused his glare to remain. That was certainly not what he had meant when he'd told her to take it off. She had gotten into it; surely she was able to get out of it as well. But it would seem that that task was left entirely up to him. While he quite enjoyed divesting his wife of her clothing . . . with all the anticipation of his night, of them being together . . . he was not quite thinking clearly enough to enjoy this. In fact, quite the opposite for he was feeling the pain of not being able to find his release within her. And taking matters into his own hands -- literally -- was not an option.

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"You are not helping," he accused as she kissed his skin and whispered in his ear. He closed his eyes, taking in a slow breath, not so much to absorb her words but more so to try and settle his body . . . though it felt impossible at this point. Opening his eyes once more, he turned his head so that his lips pressed against her hear now. "I will get what I want," he stated. "Even if I had to rip every inch of fabric from your body." So that it was shredded. So that there would be nothing left of it. And he would burn the scraps, never wanting to see it again. With this renewed promise and determination, his hands went back over her body. This time, not to explore or feel the curves of her . . . but purposefully, to feel any stitch or area he could loosen. The front felt entirely smooth, which did not help matters. perhaps, he best explore the back.

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Moving off of her so that he could turn her, he himself turned on his side so that her back now faced his front, just enough distance between them so that he could run his hand over her back to feel any stitch or area where the dress was sewn. He moved his lips to her ear once more, brushing her hair away with his nose as the hand not skimming over her back, moved to her front. "For one who wrote such a detailed letter of what she missed from her husband," he began to say, his hand along her front cupping her breast. Even if it was covered with this horrid chemise, at least he could still feel its form. Squeezing it in his hand, he continued. "You certainly are prolonging it." More accusation in his tone as he began to kiss along her neck.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

For all their differances, there was some things they had in common. One such thing was how much they both enjoyed her breast--for Anthony it was touching them, or sucking them--and for Kate it was when Anthony touched them, pulled at them, sucked them in to mouth. So when Anthony turned her and cupped her breast while her back was to him, Kate moaned softly.

"My husband taught me how anticipation could make things better." In bed, and out of it. Mostly in bed. "I do not mind the anticipation since I know I will get what I want in the end." Turning her face so that she could kiss his lips in a slow kiss. "My husband." Another slow kiss. "Inside me." Another slow kiss. "Making me feel as only he can."

Kate reached for his hand that was on her breast, and moved it to the seam that was in the middle. Starting from her collar bone, and going down. She knew that if he used both hands to pull it apart, the thin string used to sew it would snap under his strength.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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Anticipation. In this case, Anthony did not find it to be quite as good, but he also knew that the euphoric bliss that would come from their long awaited actions . . . would indeed be powerful. When she turned her head, his lips moved against hers, his mind taking in her words as everything made his arousal thicken, not even yet having removed his trousers as he wasn't able to get her fully undressed. Though when she guided his hand to the front of her dress, he could feel the slight change in texture. Subtle indeed, but there it was. "Anticipation in this particular instance . . . is maddening," he told her, speaking against her lips as he vocalized his thoughts on the subject.

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His other hand joined her front as he began to pull at the fabric, nipping at her lip, sucking it between his. Pulling at the fabric with both his hands, he could hear that sweet sound of a slight rip. He could not even smile about it yet, for he would not be satisfied until he had successful tore the entire thing off. But wanting to see for himself, wanting to watch his work . . . he moved her again to her back as he moved to position himself on top of her. This time however, he sat up on his knees, his legs on either side of her so that he could maintain a proper grip and watch, as he began to use what strength he could to pull the two slight folds apart, the stitching starting to loose and slowly, start to expose her skin. "Better," he said, his eyes following the trail of the ripping fabric. "Much better."

[Kathani Bridgerton]

While the whole thing was Kate's grand idea of teasing her husband, when he pulled the fabric apart, she couldn't help but to think 'finally!' as he began to undress her. Finally she could feel him. Finally she could be able to feel his touch and kiss on her skin! Amusing as it was--she knew better then t draw out the joke. It would only hurt them both.

Anthony had turned her to her back, and was kneeling over her as he pulled the fabric open, and Kate sighed as she could not only take a deep breath, but enjoy the view it gave her. Anthony Bridgerton kneeling over her, with his legs on either side of her. Biting her lip, Kate's fingers moved to rest on his clothed thighs while wishing he had taken off his britches.

Sliding her fingers a little higher she took advantage of the view and let her fingers move over him, and feel him through the fabric before reaching for the buttons. Pulling at them with short swift jerks, she began to free her husband from his own constants.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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Anthony eyes, glazed over with desire, watching every inch of her skin now exposed, longing to touch and taste her. It seemed that first tear would indeed be the hardest for the rest of it seamlessly came undone. His heart beat heavier in his chest with, anticipation. Yes. This was the very anticipation she spoke of, now easier to acknowledge since satisfaction was within grasp. He continued to rip the dress, the threads coming out and Anthony feeling nothing less than victorious in this moment. The battle of the dress finally won . . . or perhaps, the war.

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Her own hands made work of his trousers, undoing them causing his him to sharply exhale at the sensation of her touch so close to his arousal. His tongue ran over his lips as he continued to watch her body become revealed to his gaze. Once the dress was fully open from the front, he felt his body course with desire for her. Perhaps in any other circumstance, he would take his time. He would kiss her, explore her, enjoying her breasts as he so often did . . . but right now, he needed to be inside of her. He needed to sate his burning need that was consuming him, aching for her and unable to think of anything else. He did not even bother to fully remove his shirt nor pants. One hand fell to hers to hastily free himself, slightly raising himself so that he could lower his pants just enough to expose him.

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His other hand took her arm and pulled her up towards him, using this angle to impatiently pull off the rest of her dress no longer pressed down by her back, and toss the scraps of it to the side. His lips captured hers, devouring her in a heated kiss, and deciding, he lacked the patient or any ability to wait even long enough to get her back laying on the bed. So instead, he stretched out his legs a little and guided himself to her, his hands moved to her hips so that he could position her where he wanted, needed her on is lap, and the second he was able, he pushed his hips forward to enter her, letting out a drawn out moan from the long wait . . . weeks in the making of finally being inside of her once more.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Finally. Finally. Finally! Gasping as he pulled her up, Kate assumed he was removing the dress, but what came next surprised her and made her realized that she was not quite as experienced as she believed. Shame on Anthony for not showing her this sooner.

He did not even remove his trousers! Just lowered them and pulled her on to his lap. Kate groaned a soft whine as her own weight made him reach deeper inside of her. A shiver slipped from the bottom of her spine to the top of her shoulders as it had been a month since he filled her. Now he was buried deep inside her and she was having trouble catching her breath from the very heightened passion she felt. Yes, she liked this.

She opened her lips to speak, but a sigh came out in two broken sounds. Oh! She'd missed the feeling of him inside her! "This is what before of marrying a rake," she teased in a breathless sound--though while that had been her biggest complaint of him at first, they both knew she was reaping the befits of it now. Just as they both knew it wasn't a complaint.

She put her hands on his shoulders, pulling herself into him, which in turn made her rise up a little, before dropping down over him and letting him sink deeper. Looking up a little surprised, she grinned before doing it again, and again. Yes. Kate Bridgerton liked this a lot.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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A part of him knew that he should go more slowly. That he should have ensured she was ready for him. That he should have gone in slowly and carefully, especially as it had been some time since they were together. But all logic and rationality had seemed to flee his mind. Yet there was a small fraction of it there, enough to not make him immediately start thrusting inside of her. But to wait, even if it was just for a couple of seconds to feel her response. To ensure that she was ready though he wasn't quite certain what he would do if she was not. Fortunately, he needn't find out.

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For her own sounds and words were all the encouragement that he needed. Not to mention the fact that she too, rose and fell on him, which enabled him to move deeper inside of her. The smile on her lips at the realization of what she could do was one that he committed to memory, as he often did with each beautiful expression that touched her features. In the two weeks he had been absent however, he had missed every part of her, every sight of her. And there was a great deal of compensation required. His hips began pushing forward, their bodies falling in sync which . . . had never seemed to be an issue before. "Once a complaint," he breathed against her, his lips going to hers in a slow kiss.

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"And now praise." A further tease as he kissed her again, and again. Him being a rake had been why she'd been so opposed to him marrying her sister . . . and yet, that certainly felt like a lifetime ago. With all that had happened in between, the ability to describe him as one now had become a tease rather than a sore subject of the past. Moaning against her lips, he quickened his pace, knowing he was not going to last very long with how long he waited to be with her -- longer than originally thought by him upon his return home. One hand fell between them, touching her to try and hasten her along should she not be as ready as he was. Pulling his lips from hers, he pressed his forehead against her, grunts of pleasure emitted from him as he pressed his cheek against her own. Moaning her name against her ear as his actions became even quicker, feeling himself throb within her.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Yes! Kate contuined moving over him, and she loved teh feeling it gave her. Anthony moved with her and it only seemed to empower the passion rather then set them off rhym. Moaning softly, she kissed him back, feeling a almost desperate need to loose herself in her husband. She'd missed him! Oh how she missed him! How she loved him!

The kiss broke and he rested his head against her's as they worked on breathing. She could smell him and it was perfect. She could feel his moving over her hips and under her fingers. "Anthony," she breathed, not able to reply to his words with anything but his name. He said her name, and the sound of it from his lips made her tighten around him.

It was too much and yet it wasn't enough! His hand came down and touched her, rubbing her to help her get reach the blissful end that she knew was coming. Her head fell back, as her toes balled up. She knew it was close! She could feel it! Moving her face back to his, she smiled--this one not filled with amusement on his behalf but love and happiness, and maybe even a few unshead tears. Then her body tightened, and her movement slowed because the waves of euphoria was were breaking over her! Her eyes closed tightly and she gasped for breath while crying out his name.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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Anthony could feel her body tighten, having grown used to the way she felt before the waves of euphoria washed over her. Relief setting in that he need not withhold his own release and as if further proving how perfectly in sync they could be, he found his own peak of pleasure as his wife basked in hers. The way she said his name in those moments of passion, and the way she felt as she held onto him . . . yes. This is what he had been so desperately craving for all this time. Unsure how he had managed to ever live before finding this kind of pleasure. One incomparable to any before Kate had come into his life, and stayed in his life.

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A sound of pleasure had escaped him when finding his release deep with her, his shoulders relaxing as he basked in the aftermath of it. His head fell to her shoulder, taking slow breaths as his chest heaved from the intensity of how it felt after so long. His hand caressed her bare back, the other that had been touching her continuing to skim along her center, as he remained inside of her. It was indeed the perfect start, but he wanted more and he knew that the night held promise of that.

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Placing light kisses along her shoulder, he knew he had to ask the question that had belatedly entered his mind -- or perhaps selfishly, not at all in the heat of the moment. "Did it cause you any pain?" He asked in between kisses, his hand between them moving from his position and instead, sliding up and down her thigh. Did it hurt her at all? Did it feel different, or more strained after she had birthed their child? Had she been slick enough for him to enter with ease? He wished to ensure she was not in pain for if she was already overly exerted . . . he knew that he would have to reconsider just how vigorous the rest of the night would be.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

For a moment, the only thing she could hear was her own breathing, and the only thing she could feel was the sharp edge of pleasure. As the world begin to come back to her she smiled, feeling Anthony's face resting on her should, Her fingers brushed his hair back in a smoothing manner, as his fingers kept touching her. Each stroke bringing little smaller trembles of the aftermath.

He asked toward her care, and Kate's heart swelled. "None," she assumed him in a whisper, a tender moment passing between husband and wife. Leaning in to lightly kiss his lips. "Now that you have returned to me, everything is perfect." He was home, and everything was in deed perfect.

She looked down over him and laughed softly. "Anthony you are stilled dressed!" While it wasn't shocking, it was different and Kate found she liked the idea that he couldn't wait long enough to undress himself. That he needed her as much as she needed him.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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She told him that it had not caused any pain, and he believed her. Kate was not the kind of woman to withhold the true if only to appease a husband. Her upfront nature and honesty was one of the many things he loved about her. It was in fact, one of the things that had even drawn him to her -- and drove him mad at the same time in the early days of them meeting. So it gave him relief and comfort to know that she was not hurt by his actions, and that he need not ask again. For with that certainty of her being well, of as she so wonderfully put, everything being perfect . . . he could indeed make up for lost time tonight. And the other nights that would follow as he had no intention of leaving his family again for quite some time. And could only pray that an emergency would not force him to.

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So he took in the moment, enjoying the sensation of her touch as she moved his hair back, the softness of her voice, the tough of her lips. When she laughed he looked at her as she commented on his state of dress. Perhaps, overdress in this instance. He was clearly unbothered by it, as he smiled in response. "As long as you are not," he told her. Getting her undressed had been far more important than getting him undressed. "I merely did a better job of undressing you than you did of me," he teased her, igniting that playful competition that so often was sparked between them. He knew that his arrogance was perhaps a bit premature or exaggerated, considering how long it had taken him to get her undressed, but still. He could not forgo such an opportunity for a tease.

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His lips found hers again, kissing her deeply before his hands went to waist, sliding under her legs to keep them wrapped around him as he swiftly moved forward, causing her to lay on her body and positioned himself on top of her. "Perhaps you should rectify that," he continued to tease. Unable to stop kissing her as he moving his mouth against hers once more, his hands going to each of hers and pressing them on either side of them against the bed so she could not move them. "If I allow you to," he added on in the same playful tone. Though, he knew that would hardly last for he too was eager to rid himself of any clothing. Still. There was something quite thrilling about her being in such a state of undress and him still having his shirt and pants on and now, hindering her movements by holding her hands against the bed.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

She laughed softly at his words, calming to have done better at undressing her then him. It was moment like these had that first gotten him under her skin, and made her want to see more of Anthony. Fall more in love with him. And when he smiled . . . she loved that smile. It had always gotten to her. Even when she hadn't liked him.

He moved her back, and she fell lightly on the bed. Anthony told her to that she should rectify the fact that his clothing was still on. Yet he held her hands down. She kept her smile in place as she lightly tugged on her hands to see if he intended to let her go or not. Was this his revenge? To not let her touch him? Surly not!

"Am I to use my teeth as you attempted?" She asked in a tease. Her legs were the only thing she could move, and one of them skimmed up his clothed leg until it reached his bare bum. There she used it to pull her closer into her.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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He smiled with amusement as she teasingly asked if she should use her teeth like he had tried. "I certainly would not attempt to stifle your creativity," he encouraged somewhat jokingly. He took a slow breath in when her foot slid up his leg, touching the exposed part of his behind. She pressed them closer together and he knew it certainly would not be long until he felt his desire start to manifest one more. His body craving and needing her once more. Her desire for her truly was insatiable.

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"That is to say, if you can even reach it," he told her with that continued tease. "Perhaps I should deprive you of the ability to touch as you did me." Only, in a different way. Hers being due to her maddening chemise. His because of preventing her from the mobility of her hands. Though he knew that would be quite difficult indeed, if he intended to thoroughly enjoy his victory over the garment and allow himself the pleasure derived from touching her body. Nevertheless, it was a fun subject to tease. Raising his head a little, his eyes lowered to take in the sight of her, a sight he had longed to see and now that it was before him, planned to enjoy it. Every inch of it.