In Love With My Bully-Chapter 25: Night of Desire

I entered the house and the aroma of fried chicken hit my nostrils. Nita was a great cook no doubt, but looked like we would need to hire a chef as her job was demanding. I looked around the house and noticed that it was different. From the R and B song playing softly, to the dim lighting in the house.

I set my briefcase down and loosened my tie, walking further into the house to the dining room, and there she was.

She was setting the table dressed in the kind of lingerie that could make a man forget to breathe. A green satin slip hugged her curves perfectly, the lace giving away the perfection of her skin. Her hair flowed down her shoulders, and she moved with sexual confidence in knowing that I was all hers tonight. I wanted to reach for her, throw her down on that dining and just give it to her from behind but it was her first time being with a real man, I wasn’t going to let it be rough. I adjusted myself in my trousers.

She glanced up as I approached, a faint - knowing smile playing on her lips. "You’re home early."

I walked over to her, unable to resist. I pulled her in for a kiss, placing a hand on her waist. "You look... stunning."

Her smile widened, "Thank your mother."

"I can see how she would come up with something like this," I laughed.

"Okay, keep your hands to yourself and go freshen up," she shoved me away from her. I leaned in to kiss her again but she stepped away quickly.

"Tease,"

"Go!" she laughed. I headed into my bedroom to take a shower and freshen up, thinking back to how long it took us to finally get here. I had a crush on her in board school when I met her again even though I couldn’t recognize her, I found her intriguing. I was already in love with her from the very beginning and now, I was going to get my happily ever after. I allowed the cold water from the shower overhead to cascade over my body, soothing the tension in my loins.

A few minutes later, dressed up in only a pair of shorts, I headed back into the dining room where she was waiting and pouring a glass of juice.

"Babe, you need to get some help around here," I suggested.

"It’s okay. I love to cook and someone comes in to clean regularly, I don’t have that much to do,"

"I just worry about all the workload you have at the office," I took a seat to dig into my meal while she sat beside me.

"I love my job, Richard. I don’t find it tedious. Besides, with Victor around now, I kind of love the challenge also. I’d love to rub our success in his face,"

I laughed so hard, that I almost choked on a piece of chicken. After I had some water, I remembered something I had to tell her, "Victor says you have to go with him to Numero Jewelries tomorrow,"

"What? Why me?" she asked with her eyes wide.

"I don’t know, I think he still likes you. Just to be sure he keeps his hands to himself, take Martin along," I pointed out.

"Richard, don’t be silly,"

The conversation flowed as we ate. We joked about Victor’s epic failure at his display of absolute power and laughed at the memory of the time we tried to bake a cake at the resort during our honeymoon. Every of her laughter tugged at my heart and I was glad she was finally mine, forever.

As we cleared the table and finished the dishes together, I pulled her into my arms again, her outfit driving me crazy every time I saw the sheer lace. Her lips parted as if to argue about something, but I didn’t give her the chance. I kissed her, pouring all of my longing and frustration into the kiss. She melted into me, her hands sliding up to rest against my chest.

I took her hand and led her into my bedroom, on my bed, the place where she was destined to be; my bed. It was a glorious sight, a moment of satisfaction. I leaned over her, kissing her belly button through the lace and moving upwards.

I kissed every bit of skin I could reach before taking the garment off, leaving her fascinatingly beautiful beneath me and suddenly self-conscious.

"You are gorgeous..." I assured her and bent over to kiss each breast. "these are magnificent," I smiled at the way she struggled to keep her breathing even but her fingers were squeezing the sheets instead.

I couldn’t hold it anymore, I had held it in for months already and tonight was the night to let go. I reached for her thighs and spread them when I felt her stiffen against me.

"It’s okay, Love. It’s me, it’s me Sweetie. It’s just me," She relaxed and grabbed my shoulders. I shimmied out of my shorts quickly and positioned myself at her entrance. I looked up at her and found her eyes closed. "I need you to look at me, Baby. Open your eyes, I need you to know who I am," she did slowly and smiled as I lifted one of her thighs upwards. Carefully and painfully slowly, I entered into her. She arched her back in pain, "It’s only for a second," I finally found myself totally buried inside her. Her flesh gripping mine so tight, I was the one to shut my eyes to hold it in.

And then I moved, slowly at first and then she gained her rhythm and met my thrusts halfway. I sped our movements up but she still met me at every thrust chasing her own glorious desire. I grunted in ecstasy, her moans getting louder and louder, gradually becoming screams.

I squeezed her in my arms as we both reached the pinnacle, our bodies going limp.

*****

Nita lay naked beside me, her head resting on my chest. Her heart beat thumping loudly, her satisfied breathing was the most soothing sound I’d ever heard.

"That was... beautiful," she said, "wanna go again?"

I have made a monster. I laughed "Give me a minute, woman!"

She chuckled and snuggled closer to me. For a while, we just lay there, wrapped up in each other. But then she shifted, propping herself up on one elbow to look at me.

"I’ll need to go to the hospital tomorrow," she said casually.

I frowned. "Why?"

"Contraceptives..." she said, What the fuck would she need those for? "I don’t want us to have the complication of a child when we go through the divorce."

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. When we go through the divorce? She was still hung up on that? I tried to mask my reaction as I wasn’t going to ruin our night with an argument.

"Ok," I said carefully, "We have a family doctor, we can stop by on our way to work tomorrow," she nodded and went back to her previous position. In a few minutes, she was already sound asleep.

As I watched her sleep, her features soft and peaceful, I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to our family physician.

If Nita was determined to plan her future without me in it, then I would plan mine with her in it. No matter what it took.

*****

At the doctor’s office, Dr. Sanders, a woman in her fifties who looked like she was barely a day above thirty, sat at her desk and greeted us as soon as we walked in, "Good morning, Richard, Mrs. Numero. What brings you here today?" She gestured to the empty seats at the other end of the table.

"I need prescriptions for contraceptives," Nita explained as we both took our seats.

Dr. Sanders raised an eyebrow. "I’m sorry to say this, I mean your marriage is none of my business but Mrs Numero Senior was in here the other day and she was going on and on about having grandbabies very soon and how she would like me to be the one to deliver them. Am I getting something wrong here?"

"Oh no! We didn’t tell our parents. We just have so much going on with the company, Richard is going to be CEO very soon, I am starting my career all over again, and besides we haven’t been married long enough to bring a baby into the mix. It’s just too soon, and our family will just not understand," Nita droned on nervously. The woman could stare a loaded gun down but couldn’t lie to the doctor without fidgeting. Interesting. freёnovelkiss.com

"Ah... I get it. Okay, no problems. I will write you a prescription and you can pick it up at the pharmacy downstairs. You take one each day," she continued as she scribbled something on a prescription note, tore it out, and handed it to me.

We said our goodbyes, Dr. Sanders giving me a knowing smile as I walked my wife out of the office, my hand on the small of her back. We picked up the prescription and headed back to work.

After last night, even though the experience for her was completely physical; I felt like a happily married man. I had woken up this morning with her ass poking on my erection but I could tell she was feeling sore. It didn’t stop me from kissing her and playing with her body. She giggled off the bed and told me to get my ass ready for the work.

The atmosphere in the house was lighter now, the tension gone but I had a nagging feeling. Life couldn’t be this perfect.

As Martin drove us to the office, I couldn’t resist teasing my wife further. I ran my fingers along the back of her neck and kissed her shoulder.

"Richard behave.... We have company," she slapped me lightly on the chest, a gesture that made me even want to go after her further.

"Martin doesn’t care, do you, Martin?" I didn’t have to wait for a response because I knew none was coming. I snuggled my face further into her neck and pulled her closer. "I can’t get enough of you,"

She smiled and rewarded me with a kiss which wasn’t a great idea, a kiss turned into a make-out session. By the time, Martin drove into the company garage, we were out of breath and adjusting ourselves in different places.

I stepped out of the car, buttoning my suit and holding the car door open for her. As she made to step out of the car also, I spotted Victor waiting by his car.