Chapter 127 Get him between your thighs

Chapter 127 Get him between your thighs
Chapter 127: Get him between your thighs 

Claudia sat across from Inna like a woman delivering instructions, not advice. Her posture was calm, controlled, her hands folded neatly on the table as if what she was about to say was ordinary. Tems leaned against the counter, arms crossed, eyes sharp, already impatient with hesitation.

“You need to understand something,” Claudia said, her voice low but firm. “Men like Roy don’t stay where there’s no blood tying them down.”

Inna blinked, confused. “What do you mean, ma?”

Tems scoffed softly. “She means you need to get pregnant. Fast.”

Inna’s mouth parted in shock. “What?” She shook her head immediately. “No. That’s not possible.”

Claudia tilted her head. “Why not?”

“Because he doesn’t touch me,” Inna said, her voice cracking despite her effort to stay composed. “He doesn’t look at me. He barely speaks to me. We sleep in the same house but it feels like I’m invisible. I don’t even sleep in his room.” 

Tems pushed herself off the counter. “That’s exactly why we’re having this conversation.”

Inna stood up, pacing. “You’re talking like this is easy. Like I can just, just make it happen.”

Claudia’s eyes hardened slightly. “You’re his wife.”

“That doesn’t mean anything to him,” Inna snapped before she could stop herself. She froze, immediately regretting the tone, but Claudia didn’t flinch.

“It will,” Claudia said calmly. “Once there’s a child.”

Inna laughed bitterly. “And how exactly do you expect that to happen?”

Tems exchanged a glance with Claudia. “We will help you.”

Inna stopped walking. “Help me how?”

There was a pause. Not long, but heavy.

Claudia spoke carefully. “Roy has been under a lot of stress. Long days. Campaign pressure. His body is tired even if his mind doesn’t admit it.”

Tems added, “Sometimes people just need… something to relax them. A little drop to make him drowsy.” 

Inna’s stomach dropped. “No.”

Claudia lifted a hand. “Listen before you react.”

“No,” Inna repeated, louder this time. “I won’t hurt him. I won’t trick him.”

Tems sighed sharply. “You’re thinking emotionally. We’re thinking strategically.”

“This is wrong,” Inna said. “You’re asking me to cross a line.”

Claudia stood slowly. “The line was crossed when he married you, when the world left him alone in that house. We’re trying to protect your position.”

Inna’s eyes filled. “By forcing him?”

“No one is forcing anything,” Tems said quickly. “He’ll just be… less alert. That’s all.”

Inna shook her head violently. “No. I won’t do this.”

Claudia stepped closer. “If you don’t, you will lose him. Not today. Not tomorrow. But soon.”

Inna swallowed hard.

“And when he leaves,” Claudia continued, “you will be discarded quietly. No power. No protection. No future.”

Tems softened her tone, stepping closer. “We’re not your enemies, Inna. We’re the only ones on your side.”

Inna looked between them, trapped. “What if he hates me for it?”

“He won’t know,” Tems said.

“That doesn’t make it better,” Inna whispered.

Claudia placed a hand on her shoulder. “Motherhood changes everything. Even men like Roy.”

The room felt too small. Inna’s chest tightened.

“I need time,” she said weakly.

Tems shook her head. “You don’t have time.”

Silence stretched. Finally, Inna sat back down, her hands trembling.

“I don’t want to do this,” she said.

“But you will,” Claudia replied gently.



Later that night, Roy returned home drained, his shoulders heavy, his face worn from meetings and movement. Inna stood in the kitchen, watching him quietly as he sat down.

“You made dinner?” Roy asked absentmindedly.

“Yes,” she said softly.

He nodded and ate without comment. He barely looked up.

Inna sat across from him, her heart pounding as she watched every movement, every breath. The food disappeared from his plate faster than usual.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Just tired,” Roy said, rubbing his temple. “Long day.”

Minutes passed. His movements slowed. His eyes lingered too long between blinks.

“You should lie down,” Inna said, her voice barely steady.

Roy exhaled. “Yeah… maybe.”

He stood but swayed slightly. Tems appeared silently, already prepared, catching his arm.

“I’ll help,” Tems said.

Roy didn’t resist. He barely noticed.

They guided him to the bedroom, laying him gently on the bed. His breathing deepened quickly.

Tems turned to Inna. “Now listen to me very carefully.”

Inna’s face was pale. “I don’t think I can…”

“You can,” Tems said firmly. “Do exactly what we discussed.”

She moved toward the door. “I’ll give you privacy.”

Tems paused at the doorway. “This changes everything. Don’t hesitate now.”

The door closed. Inna stood alone, staring at Roy’s still form. Her hands shook as she reached for the hem of her dress.

She closed her eyes. She undressed slowly, each movement heavy, conflicted. She took one step toward the bed.

"Please help me Lord..." She prayed. She took a step back.

After a while she took a step forward toward the bed, she bent, rubbing her breasts against his face. Roy mumbled, looking at her weakly.

"Coco had very beautiful boobs I loved to suck on." He raised his hands squeezing Inna's boobs and putting a nipple in his mouth, sucking.

Inna let a moan escape her lips. Yes, it was happening.

Roy didn't stop at one nipple, he took the other one in his mouth too, suckling eagerly and squeezing.

"Roy, please make love to me..." Inna begged. She was beyond horny and her pussy was dripping wet already. "I love you...please love me back."

Inna pushed him back gently and bent to suck his dick. After a while she looked up, she wasn't sure he was enjoying it so she stopped.

She sat on his face, spreading her pussy very wide. "Do you like this? Please eat me..."