BELLA.
He got worried, I could see in his eyes. He was deeply concerned about me but didn't question me. I thought this was not a good mood for kissing or romance.
I removed his hands from my face and leaped from the desk. Maybe I should just return to the mansion and…
"STOP," he pushed aside the papers and pens on his desk as he looked at me in love.
He pulled me close by my wrist and I smiled as I hopped onto the desk, my legs crossed at the ankles. My skirt hitched up as I leaned in to whisper, "Had a change of mind, my dear husband?"
He raised an eyebrow but his lips betrayed him. I could see his lips curling up into a sly smile as grasped my waist. "How could I resist your seduction, my wife?"
He then pulled me into a quick, passionate kiss, his lips were sucking my lips while his tongue explored my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands tangling in his hair as he devoured me. The desk creaked beneath us but he didn't care. Lost in the thrill, he continued eating my lips and I almost gasped for air.
And as if he heard my pleas, he broke the kiss and growled, "Bella, you are mine."
Fuck, my libido increased hearing his possessive claim on me. Rubbing his lips, I purred, "Only if you handle me, husband. I'm ovulating."
Saying that dramatically I slid down the desk, prompting him to grab me forcefully and he understood the task. He swiftly spun me around, slamming me against the wall with an intensity that left me breathless. It was a pure display of his dominance and possessiveness over me and I fucking loved it. His hands pinned my wrists above my head and he pressed his lips on mine once again.
I returned his kiss with equal intensity and desire. His lips seared mine, our tongues entwined in a dance of raw passion as he held me captive against the wall. I could feel the wall's cool surface rubbing on my skin, and the contrast to the heat of Caspar's body pressed on me, entangling me in the hot-cold situation.
"Bella, you are my love, my life, my soul," he groaned between our desperate kisses. "I feel your pain. I feel troubled whenever you try to hide your pain from me. You are my better half and so am I to you, is that not true, huh?"
He stared into my eyes, awaiting my answer. I closed my eyes and nodded.
"Yes, it's true."
"Then why don't you tell me what's the matter?" His voice changed into demand and I knew where this was all going to end. He groped my jaws, and inching close to my face he chuckled, "Bella, you think I don't know? My spy reported to me what happened in the basement jail of Hawkins headquarters!"
My eyeballs rolled in his direction and with shock, I asked, "You have spies installed in Hawkins headquarters?"
"Yes, I have installed my best spies there," he smirked at me followed by a mischievous smile. "You have become a sub-judge of Black City and will be working there. So as you can see I'm a jealous man. I had to take this step so that if any man approaches you, they'll be killed on the spot."
His grip on my jaws clenched, pouting my lips as he clashes his lips on mine and this time it was very aggressive. I almost suffocated but he showed mercy.
"I can't wait anymore," he groaned as he scooped me on his right shoulder and tossed me lightly on the sofa.
Unbuttoning my shirt, he gets on top of me and kisses my breasts over the thin lace fabric of my bra. Making the buds of my breasts erect, he kisses them one by one and pinches them.
"Ouch," my toes curled up in a tingling sensation caused by his touch.
He raised his face up and slid down the sofa, kneeling down, he held my thighs. Parting them, he placed my thighs on his shoulders and chuckled, "It's been a while since I tongue fucked your kitty, my wife."
"Stop," I quickly reacted. "You don't have to do that, I'm fine without your tongue entering inside me and—"
"Shut up," he scolded me and without waiting for a second, he ripped off my panty and smelled my pussy. "You are blooming, I love this fucking kitty of yours," he moaned as he started licking my clitoris.
I almost died of embarrassment, it felt like it was my first time having myself tongue fucked by him. I covered my mouth with my hand while my other hand clenched his hair. Pushing his face between my thighs, I moaned,"Deeper. Yeah, like that…"
"Caspar, I love how you play with your tongue. Ahh, I feel good…oh."
I shamelessly kept moaning as long as my hot tongue moved inside me. Shoving in and out of me, I couldn't get enough of him.
My other hand also clenched on his hair, shoving his face into me, I moaned reaching my climax.
"Fuck, yeah… I'm going to cum. Please move…"
"Do it in my mouth," he grunted, sexually and smiled against my thighs. "I like it when you cum in my mouth."
Fuck, I lost it hearing his lewd request and squirted in his mouth. He, like a thirsty man in love, licked his mouth clean and got up.
He uncuffed his suit's wrists' buttons and taking off his suit, he folded his shirt's sleeves up to his elbows.
He then untied his tie, pulling it off, he brushed his slender fingers on my right cheek and I smelled the Oud Cologne lingering on his skin.
"Every time I look at you, I can't stop praising the god. You are mesmerizing to my eyes," he softly murmured before unbuckling his pants belt and unzipped.
I saw his huge member popping out of his zipper, it was hard, erect and veiny thick. I should have gotten used to it by now, however this was not the case. No matter how many times he fucks me, I can't get used to his brute force.
And that's why I fucking love it, he never lets me get bored. Folding my legs, he parted them by gripping my knees. Getting close, he rubbed his huge dick against my pussy.
"Ahh,"I subconsciously mumbled when he chuckled, "Get ready for the rollercoaster time."
"Yeah," I moaned in pleasure as he shoved his dick into mine. At first it was nice good fuck with him increasing his speed slowly.
Thrusting inside me with incredible speed and banging my whole body like some sack. Taking off the single cloth on my body, he jingled my boobs up and down as my body moved.
Our bodies moved in tandem, a slow, sensual rhythm that built in the intensity. My skin rubbed against his, exploring each other's sparking passion. The world around us soon melted away, leaving the romantic focus of my and Caspar's.
He increased his speed as he reached his climax, his quickened breath hit my face and the sounds of our moans filled the room. I became his and he became mine, the sadness I had before vanished.
He finished inside me and we both rested for a few minutes before he coaxed me to go another two rounds. And later I teased him for more rounds, we became tired and it was already late.
We changed into new clothes and walked out of his office only to be greeted by the waiting employees. They had big smiles playing on their lips as they forwarded the bottle of wine towards us, "Congratulations. We can soon expect the good news."
I glanced at Caspar, indirectly asking him what that was about. He leans in and whispers in my left ear,"It appears like they have heard our moans."
I quickly grabbed him by hand and pulled him into the corner, "What do you mean they have heard our moaning? Isn't this office soundproof…wait up…"
"This is not soundproof?" My eyes widened in shock as my face turned red in embarrassment. "Oh no, they have heard everything. Gosh, Caspar, you have informed me about it."
"Ouch," he shrieked when I stomped on his shoes. "Bella, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you because at that time I could only think about you, nobody else or anything unimportant…"
I smacked my forearm, I mean whatever he was saying was nice to hear. However it was truly embarrassing.
I turned back and forced a smile on my face, I thanked them as I took their gifts. The wines were of the top premium quality of seasoned fruit wine of my company.
I mean what I even expected when those employees were working in such a big company of liquor. Of course I would receive the top wine for the celebration of God knows what.
***
In the mansion,
We arrived so late that I couldn't even meet my daughter and brother. I was so tired that even my legs failed to take a step further. Caspar carried me upstairs and laid me gently on the bed.
"Are you expecting me to give birth to my second child?" I don't know why I suddenly asked him and his reply was quite practical.
"It's your decision. However I'm against it, you will become weaker than now." Clasping my hand,he kissed my forehead. "I don't want to lose you. Our daughter is enough for us. You don't need to go through the same pain again."
Goodness, I could see how genuine his words were. Not even a hint of made-up lies made me wonder if I should give birth to another child.
Suddenly, Vincent knocked on the door and reported from outside, "You have a letter, Miss Bella."