My Wife, My Rules
Copyright© 2026 by Alexandra Velka
Chapter 14
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 14 - In a world where men make the rules and women learn to live in their shadow, Tess does not belong anywhere. She is afraid of people. She looks at the ground when she has to speak, and in company, she would rather disappear into the floor. If she could, she would live in silence. Alone. But she cannot, and the world finds her anyway. And in it, a man who is not used to asking permission. Aiden is everything Tess fears: strong, uncompromising, and never one to look away.
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“Good God!” Tess cried out and covered her mouth with both hands in shock.
“Damn it!” she exclaimed even louder, hastily wiping flour from her hands onto her dress.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!” she repeated as she ran around the table, so fast she barely kept her balance when one foot slipped. The young man grinned as she rushed past him. The moment she passed him, Aiden stood before her. He caught her under the arm as she hurried by and drew her back in front of him. His grip was firm but not rough. More like a steadying hand pulling her back into reality. He checked her over in a flash to make sure she was unharmed, then turned his gaze to the young man. The message was clear. The young man understood his presence was now useless and quickly disappeared from the room.
“I’m sorry,” Tess said remorsefully. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she repeated until Aiden stopped her.
“Tess. I’m not angry. I’m not shouting at you either. Everything is fine. I was frightened when I couldn’t find you in the chamber, but everything is fine. I’m glad you’re...”
He glanced around the kitchen, trying to understand what had been going on there so far, but without much success.
“ ... doing what you’re doing. Feel free to continue.”
Tess looked at him, half surprised, half disbelieving.
“ ... Truly?”
“You are the lady of the house. You may do whatever you want here,” he assured her. In his eyes was something he kept only for her. Protection mixed with gentle encouragement. Then he inclined his head slightly and added more softly, “Unless I forbid it. Which I cannot do in this case, as I have no idea what you are doing.”
“Little cakes,” Tess replied more cheerfully and returned to them.
“My lady, I’ll do that,” the cook said, stopping Tess’s hand. She had been watching the scene in silence, fascinated, and now seemed to understand very quickly what was happening.
“Mary, please let her,” Aiden said in Tess’s defense. The cook lifted her brows.
“For my lady to work...” She trailed off at the look Aiden gave her and shrugged.
Tess returned to the dough. Aiden pulled a chair closer and sat beside her.
“What ever possessed you? You never leave the chamber.”
“I do go into the garden.”
“Yes, but I can always see you from the window there. Which did not stop me from crisscrossing the whole thing first,” he rubbed his forehead. “I was terribly frightened.”
The cook took a demijohn of wine, poured a cup, and set it before Aiden. He smiled gratefully and took a generous swallow.
“I was hungry,” Tess admitted, embarrassed.
Jesus, I forgot about food! Aiden realized his mistake. He rubbed his face with his palm, then gave his wife a contrite look.
“I’m sorry, kitty. I’m sorry, truly.”
Tess only smiled softly and shrugged.
The cook looked from Tess to Aiden and sighed quietly. “My lady ... if you allow it, I’ll bring your meals to the chamber myself. Every day. Whatever you wish. I will never forget. Just, for the love of God, don’t wander about the kitchen anymore.”
Aiden laughed.
Then he rose, the wine goblet still in his hand, but his eyes fixed only on Tess. Her fingers were sunk into the dough, her face glowing with contentment.
“Come with me,” he said quietly.
She cleaned her hands at once, as if she had been waiting for this command. Smoothed her skirt. Followed him without hesitation.
Once the door to the chamber closed behind them, Aiden set the goblet aside on the small table and approached her slowly. He said nothing, only watched her. Tess did not move. Curiosity mixed with expectation showed in her eyes. He stepped closer, lifted his hand, and stroked her cheek.
“Undress,” he said softly.
She did not hesitate. She began to unfasten her dress slowly, one button after another, as though each motion were a small ritual. Aiden sat in the armchair and watched in silence. At times it seemed her confidence grew precisely when she submitted most fully to him. It always sent blood surging hard into his groin.
She did not hurry. She loosened the lacing, let the fabric slide from her shoulders and fall soundlessly to the floor. Only when she stood fully bare did she stop and wait.
“Lie on your back.” His next wish was obeyed at once.
He rose and went to the bed, standing at her feet. He did not undress. He only knelt between her legs, kissed the inside of her thigh, and stroked her gently all the way to her folds.
“Aiden,” she whispered, unsettled by his still being clothed.
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