They rarely ever missed a night in their passions, but when they did, and it was her fault, she felt the need to make it up to him every time. Not that was the case, she needed her passions with him. Pleasure and passions were two separate things. Passions was two souls connecting in her opinion, and only Seth held that power with her.<br/><br/>In his touch and kiss, she could tell he had missed her, and she had missed him as well. His bite made gooseflesh appear over her skin, and she shivered from the pleasure. His teasings made her hips move, trying to get him to enter her with a whimper as her hips moved against him slightly when his fingers ran over a particular spot on her clit, making her nails dig lightly into her husbamds bare shoulders. Finally he entered her, and she let out a moan of appreciation as her hand slid down to his balls, she squeezed them lightly within her hand.<br/><br/>With his last sentence, her brow rose slightly, as of the past few weeks they have been trying new things in the bedroom, one was her controlling him, dominating him in a sense. This was unheard if in their time, especially since men liked to dominate everything, so it was a sense of empowerment to her. It was also something out of character for her, she would rarely tell anyone, let alone her husband to do things in the way she did when they played this game.<br/><br/>She smiled as she lightly bit onto his lower lip, "Hmmm." She looked to the tall post of their bed that had a brown leather strap around it as it tied the curtain of their canopy bed to it, with one hand, she untied it, the curtain falling behind her back as she did so. It was large enough to fit, she tied it loosely around his neck.<br/><br/>Lifting her hips from his fingers, her hand ran from his cheek, to his chest, torso, and down his thigh. "Go lay out on the bed, Love." When he had started, she went to the other side of the curtain, and took off her dress. She left on her corset, garter, and stockings, though no slippers. She loved to tease him and then give him what he wanted, if he worked for it, and they both had to wait for it, it would become that much better, and keeping herself partially covered was a way of doing it.<br/><br/>Walking to the side of the bed, she looked to him before moving to kneel over him, exposing herself as she tied a strap to each wrist, "No touching, or you'll be tied up. She kissed him hungrily, but not long. "What Is it you want?"