Suddenly, abruptly he withdrew from me and set his gaze directly into mine. "On your stomach," he mouthed in a smooth pulse of lust driving his words home. I obeyed him, feeling his grip on my hips as he maneuvered me. There was pressure from the head of his cock onto my ass, and I became tense waiting for the pain."Shhh, relax, babe," he would whisper hotly in my ear; with one just thrust, he was all the way inside me; the initial sharp pain was bombarded with pleasure as he began to thrust. Thrusting hard and fast, he drove pleasure through me; I moaned a bit, biting my lip, trying to keep the screech in.His hand worked its way around to my clit while he kept mercilessly pounding into me. I could feel my orgasm building, the pleasure so great I could barely handle it. Feeling my clutch escape, he withdrew, spun me on my back.His cock found my pussy effortlessly, sliding into me. He leaned down, taking my lips for a heated kiss, and began to thrust. Fingers still working my clit l
The kitchen was filled with warm sunlight streaming through the window; the golden light fell on the counters, brightening up the scattered utensils and appliances. In the air was the fresher brewed aroma of coffee, presumably from the coffee maker sitting grandly over the counter. I was engrossed by the happenings of yesterday, lost in thought, and on hearing footsteps walking in.Then Adrian came rushing into the kitchen, his eyes glued at me while having a look so soft and gentle. "Baby, please," he continued, his voice sexy and lower that soothed, "I want us to sit together after you are done talking about the fight." He remained silent, looking into my eyes as if trying to gauge something, but I had a hot temper; the storms of emotion were simmering within, so the heat had not yet worn off.So I immediately rebuffed him: my voice was as full on as I could be, but still respectful, because this was my husband; I loved him. "I'll be busy," I said, just matters short, curt. Android'
"My mom!" I screamed from the depths of my being in an agonizing cry of the spirit echoing through the room. "Is she dead?" My voice quivered; the last few words were hardly spoken, as if I feared to utter the truth. "No, this has got to be a mistake," I stammered in disbelief. "Who knows? Maybe you just misread it." I gave a laugh, a chilling, mirthless sound, like a cracking piece of ice, as I desperately sought a way to wipe the truth away, to evade the overwhelming press of reality.In Adrian's gaze, however, a serious expression planted itself, with stormy eyes clashing with distant emotion, like storm clouds brooding somewhere far away. "Ahhh, I laugh, who knows, we were probably rushing to read," he said, voice low and husky, then paused, level eyes searching mine for understanding, for acceptance. "You know I wouldn't joke about something like that," he stated flatly, with determination. "I'm serious, baby." His finger pointed at the paper, trembling slightly."See, here?" sai
As Adrian and I settled into the car, soft leather seats enveloped us like a warm hug, preparing us for our journey. Our mission was to find my mother's graveyards, and we meant to accomplish it. Adrian's hands moved deftly, like a person who had the terrain well imprinted in memory, to position the GPS tracker, whose gentle blue light lit the dashboard.It is gentle, robotic voice that announced our movement, leading us down crooked pathways as the view outside melted into the equivalent of a watercolor painting in the rain. "Baby, we are at the place," Adrian said, his voice in a tender, hushed tone wherein the person had come.I felt excitement pouring over me like a person near their destination as I said, "Ahh, so quick." The words hung in the air, like a challenge, as Adrian nodded his head while still keeping his eyes on the road, his face concentrated like someone focused on a task."Yes, but it is not quite close from our house," his words were a slow, measured pace, like som
Dueling gazes. Like a mind reader conjuring deep thoughts, my eyes were fixed on his. The soft golden rays emanating from the table made us feel warm, tenderly caressing our features as we got lost in our thoughts. "What's wrong, baby?” I asked softly, a tone seeking to comprehend; like a true seeker.A devilish glimmer sparkled in his eyes, reflecting the glint of mischief like a person who had just sprung a secret. But his face looked oddly serious: his lips chiseled, his jaw clenched like one who meant to deliver a truth. "Julian and Samuel are working together," he said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial stage, like one about to let someone in on a secret.A strange, wild emotion erupted: like a punch in the gut. My eyes popped, my brows jumped, like a confession that shocked the living daylights out of somebody. "How do you know that?" I asked, my voice a gentle probe, like one who knew there was more to discover here. My hands were clasped, like a person praying, as I waite
Except for the droning sound of fluorescent lights, I was in a dim-lit room, going through the blueprint with scanning eyes; like an abandoned treasure hunter, I was falling deep into the document as though something inside was nagging me uncomfortably, like finding a puzzle that had some pieces missing."It is not complete," I said to Adrian barely above a whisper, all my uneasiness washing over me suddenly at that moment. Adrian's eyes were narrowed like a person trying to solve a mystery at this point-'Are you serious?'A nod from me, eyes glued to the incomplete blueprint like a person staring at an unfinished jigsaw puzzle, said it all-"Yeah, go through it," I insisted, sounding firm like someone trying to persuade someone to the truth. Adrian opened his phone and went through the document thoroughly, his eyes scanning the pages as though searching for a particular detail.His expression changed as he read, like a person who has just discovered a shocking truth. His eyes widened
Slowly, the daylight continued in creeping into my room like a person slowly revealing a hidden treasure until I turned to Adrian, soft and gentle like somebody waking a sleeping beauty, and said," It's morning, babe," with the cheesiest gaze into his sleepy eyes.Adrian opened his eyes like the guy who could feel the waking world far away from him and looked confusedly at me, like someone who has just found a half-remembered dream. But as soon as he registered everything, the face showed the sudden awakening of a dreamer. "Today is the day of the proposal," I remarked, my voice echoing excitement like that of a kid anticipating a big adventure.His response was swift as to something alarming. "Seriously?" he exclaimed in a loud and clear voice, as if a person had some exciting news for the world. And he immediately flew into action, so I had to laugh at his excitement.I made a finger at him—the person who playfully teased someone for the same reason. Adrian caught how I laughed; he
Though I sat in the car with my heart racing in vain anticipation, I felt a little bit of trepidation wash over me. The towering meeting with the Dubai government was looming on my head. I had fears - fears about the unknown, failure, and not making a good impression.The car speeded past the road, speeding the scenery blurred on and above all to the fortuitous destiny. Finally, we reached the company, wherein the relief washed over me. We pulled up in front of the edifice building, and I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was about to come.Adrian and I stepped out the car, walking on the pavement towards the office where all sounds echoed in our footsteps. Adrian closed his hand around the door handle, fingers clenched tightly, his push opening the door. Stepping inside, my eyes were caught at once by the tableaux before me.Dressed in corporate attire, with serious faces, everyone in Adrian's team was standing at perfect attention. They stood up as we entered, eyes fixed
CHAPTER245JENNY POVLooking at me, completely aghast, Grace's eyes widened with her smile. "Oh, yes," she said. "I have been watching you two for quite some time. I know about the little marriage you have with each other and I know how you both can drive a wedge into each other's side."Adrian's expression was like dusk, with his eyes blazing out all his pent-up wrath. "Touch her and your death will be at your door," he commanded.She chuckled gleefully, "Oh, but you have. I've been your model servant, pretending all along, just biding my time to strike and watch the disarray of your union as your history unfolds."I shivered at her words. Was this marriage truly in danger? Would Grace really fracture everything we had built together?Grace's words made me miserable with indecision. Surely, she wouldn't have done that. I looked towards Adrian to see how this would have affected him, but his face reflected no such expression- it had a strict seriousness."You will not lift a finger to
JENNY POVWe strolled to the living room and there, illuminated by the soft glow of the lights illuminating the path from the entrance, we found Grace (or so she claimed) standing with head downcast, turning eyes to the floor in a gesture of abandonment and with shoulders slumped in an act of discomfiture. "Good day, sir and ma'am," she addressed, her whisper almost inaudible, trembling slightly as she spoke, the words formed by hardly fluttering lips."Yea, Grace," he replied in a neutral tone, without a discernible expression, right when we sat together, as I was sitting on him, arms wrapped around me while holding me to himself, a hand softly placed on my stomach. Adrian then turned to Scarlett, his eyes narrowing as he studied her with a furrowed, working overtime with his brain to decode whatever she was ruminating upon."Grace, who are you?" he asked in a commanding tone that seemed to challenge such pronouncement, laced with some measure of skepticism, his tone even dripping wi
JENNY POVThe onset of this incident will forever remain my awakening hour, with the night still darkened. I became more aware of my surroundings, with the first thing in sight being Adrian, my husband, seated next to me with a most concerned look on his face. That dim bedside lamp light warmed him, throwing the depths of his worry into bold relief."What happened?" I pictured me demanding, but my voice was edged with confusion and alarm. Just as I attempted to rise, dizziness would encompass me, my husband's hands there to gently yet quite firmly assist me."You fell; you fainted," Adrian said. I kept on repeating it to myself in an attempt to fathom what it meant to faint. "I fainted?" I was finally able to whisper, the word now hanging in the air as if challenging my perception.He looked at me for a long moment, concerned but slightly annoyed. "Yes, love," he said gently but firmly. "I've told you to take it easy on yourself." Even as his tone reproached, his eyes showed the quick
JENNY POVMonica left my mother behind, with Grace, the maid, for services in the house. The next day, I woke as if with no energy; my body felt heavy and completely pregnant. "Honey," I called, sweet and gentle, hoping that Adrian would respond. But there was only silence. I waited for a moment expecting him to walk into the bedroom, but nothing.Sighing, I arise and manage to put all my strength into moving toward the kitchen. The instant Grace saw me walk through, she seemed to stop whatever the action was that she was engaged in and smiled, saying "Good morning, ma'am." In that voice, there was this plural, respectful and welcoming tone. I returned the gesture but instinctively put my hands on my huge tummy to rub it while feeling kicks from the baby inside. "Good morning, dear," I added just to sound a little more cheerful than I really felt.It was an exceptionally warm and inviting room that within one breath, would include coffee brewing. I found my usual place on the table an
ADRIAN POVIn the warmth of home, the weak lights of evening embraced us in lazy comfort. "Well, this is home; I was checking on Jenny," I muttered, sadly and tenderly gazing at her with concern. "No need to worry, babe. Jenny was fine," I comforted him with a smile, gently pulling him into hugs.As we moved on toward the room, the only sound from out two feet padding softly across the floor. "We need to hire a maid," I soothingly suggested, trying to approach the subject slowly. But Jenny interrupted, her voice very clear and very strong. "No, baby. I can do all the housework," she opposed right away, with a determined glint in her eyes that dared me to argue with her.My heart reeked of love and guilt towards her. I smiled sweetly and said, "No, my love-no." "You are expecting and I cannot allow you to submit yourself to doing that." Please, let me take care of this." I pleaded as I caressed her hair softly, as though that might somehow soften her resolute spirit.She regarded my w
ADRIAN POVFour hours later, the wait finally ended. Dr. Dazzy walked out of the emergency room, a mask of professionalism on his face, his eyes revealing but a sliver of concern. He called out my name, voice laden with reassuring authority like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man, "Mr...?" Suddenly his gaze shifted towards the waiting area, raking in one after the other until at last, it rested on yours truly.I jumped up, my heart racing. Oh yeah, that's me, I whispered back. "How is she? How's Jenny?" The floodgates burst open.The treatment softened the doctor's looks a bit as he nodded. "I'm with your wife now," he said, almost holding out a glimmer of hope. "Let's talk," he said, sending a gesture toward one of the waiting room's quiet corners. My heart drummed in my chest like a drummer preparing for some primitive ritual. What was he going to say? Was Jenny okay? The uncertainty was murder.I quickly marched into the doctor's office, purposeful stride like a man on a mission,
ADRIAN POVAs we lay there, Jenny's body tensed, muscles broiling under the skin like waves about to crest. A grotesque distortion of her face came into view as her eyes were closed shut, and a strangled, guttural cry, "Hpppp!" escaped her lips, followed closely by a heartbreaking wrenching sound. This tearing sound ripped irrevocably through the very fabric of that moment. Eyes that once sparkled with humor and fun turned into tight, scrunched-up furrows of mixed terror and discomfort." And I, exhilarated, turned toward her, speaking soft, reassuring words, almost like a summer's warm, gentle breeze."What is it, baby?" I asked, leniently. Distracted by pain, Jenny barely perceived my touch as I brushed a straining hand from her forehead. In that instant, I felt an electric jolt through my fingers. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gazed up at me- her expression blurred and hazy, breathing labored. Each rise and fall of her chest steered with ragged breaths alongside cowering flickeri
ADRIAN POVFive months laterSoftly I entered the room calling for my wife. "Honey," I said very softly, very lovingly. "I'm over here, baby," she said, warm and inviting, as I turned in the direction of her voice.Jenny was in the room, snacking and gently rubbing her stomach. She had dancing happiness in her eyes, and her face shone with a glorious smile. I, at that moment, couldn't help but smile back at her, as time seemed to make my love grow stronger for her."You are eating too much baby," I said, staring right at her, mischief ringing in my voice."Funny. It's that time of the baby." She replied, "I'm eating for two now, you know." And I laughed and shook my head, awestruck by the miracle in her womb.Looking at her, he could not stop the gratitude that he felt for all that was in store for the couple. The joy of becoming parents was getting real for them, and the dreamy excitement of meeting their little one was almost tangible. Then Jenny held my hand, intertwining her finge
ADRIAN POVAll fit to burst with happy joy, and really not in any way able to keep joy controlled, I ran straight towards Jenny's ward; and my heart beat like a train's wheels running on the tracks. Cracked the door ajar, I peeped in. But, no sooner did my eyes lay on my beautiful wife lying down there, with her eyes locked onto the television-"Honey," I called softly so as not to startle her.She turned her gaze to me, and a slight smile fell across her lips. "Yea," she replied soft and gentle. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat on it beside her, our eyes shining into each other. I was lost staring into those beautiful eyes and getting all the more lovely toward her.Before the evils of my mind settle, I kissed her lips very lightly, "I love you very much," he whispered-voice barely audible as he choked with emotion. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, drawing in tighter. "I love you too," she murmured, still kissing me.Kissing her made euphoria and gratification wrap aro