Chapter 19: A Naughty Encounter

After getting married, Avyanna and Kairus began a new chapter in their lives together. Though the ceremony had ended and the vows had been exchanged, the reality of daily life settled in smoothly between them like a quiet promise. Kairus was now working at his grandfather’s company, immersing himself in the demanding yet fulfilling responsibilities that came with being part of a powerful family business. Avyanna, on the other hand, remained committed to the same organization she had been loyal to before their marriage. Despite the change in her personal life, her role hadn’t shifted much—she was still considered a vital asset. Whenever an emergency arose, she could be called at any moment, either by her boss directly or through Ruth. In those cases, someone would be dispatched to pick her up from wherever she was.

One quiet afternoon, while they were enjoying a rare moment together at home, Kairus turned to her with a slightly apologetic expression.

“Grandpa wants me to go with him on his business trip,” Kairus said, his tone calm but slightly hesitant, as if he didn’t want to leave her behind.

Sweetly, Avyanna smiled, understanding the weight of his responsibilities. “It’s okay. I have my work too,” she replied with warmth in her voice. “Just remember to always take care, love.”

Her words were gentle, but filled with genuine concern. Kairus leaned in and kissed her, sealing the moment with affection and quiet reassurance.

A simple kiss turns into a deep one, his hands roam in every part of her body and Avyanna starts to moan in pleasure, his kisses go down from her check to her heck, she can feel his sucking her neck but she likes the sensation.

“I can feel you are teasing me.” Avyanna said under her breath, while holding Kairus's shoulder.

He stops sucking her neck and faces her, “Am I? Hm…” he said and brushed the tip of his nose to Avyanna’s lips.

Avyanna never answer she cup his husband’s face and kissed him vigorously and he turn the kiss more vigorous, his hands is roaming in her body giving Avyanna something like electrifying feeling, and she also roam her hand like a pattern of something finding the hem of his shirt, a cold breeze of air conditioner meets her skin as Kairus unbutton her top, a split of seconds she can feel her boobs are being free as her bra is unhooked by her husband.

And without hesitation he carries her and put in the bed. She is sitting in the corner of the bed and he kneels down and starts playing with her breast, sucking, biting and massaging is all he has done but she feels already in heaven she doesn't know how to control herself.

While his left hand is playing in her breast, his right hand is going something deeper in the v*gina, there as he slit his hand in her soaking wet underwear, she arch and let out a moan.

“You're wet.” he said while touching her clitoris teasefully, she raised her legs and put it on his shoulder.

Teasingly, she said with a playful glint in her eyes, “Let me help you first.” Leaning forward, she pressed a soft kiss to her husband’s forehead—a tender, affectionate gesture that held more meaning than words could ever express. Then, with graceful ease, she sat up in bed, her movements slow and deliberate.

Once again, her dominant side began to emerge—bold and unashamed. With a sultry smile curving her lips, she gently but firmly pushed her husband back onto the bed. Her touch was light, yet commanding, and there was a seductive confidence in the way she hovered over him. The air between them shifted, charged with unspoken desire and a sense of control that came naturally to her.

She can see the excitement gleaming in her husband’s eyes, a spark that ignited something inside her as she positioned herself in the middle of him, feeling the heat of his gaze tracing every subtle movement she made. There was tension, charged and magnetic, hanging in the air between them like a wire pulled taut.

Then, suddenly, the phone rang.

“Don’t answer that,” Avyanna said coldly, her voice slicing through the moment like a blade. The chill in her tone made Kairus fall silent at once. It wasn't just a suggestion—it was a command, sharp and unyielding. Her demeanor had shifted, colder than ever, and the icy edge in her voice sent an involuntary shiver crawling down his spine.

“It’s from your phone,” Kairus pointed out quietly, glancing at the screen as if that would somehow make a difference. But Avyanna didn’t even flinch. She didn’t bother to look at the phone, nor did she acknowledge the call. Her full attention was on him, and him alone.

“It’s just… I want to be with you,” she murmured softly, her voice now lowering into something more vulnerable, almost aching. Her gaze softened slightly as she leaned in, closing the space between them. “Just for a while,” she added, almost in a whisper, and then she kissed him—deeply, purposefully—as if to silence the rest of the world.

She positioned herself on top of her husband, her movements deliberate, slow, and sensuous. Leaning down so their faces were just inches apart, she whispered seductively, “I love you…” Her words dripped with hunger, and in one fluid motion, she guided him inside her. A gasp escaped her lips as their bodies connected completely, and without hesitation, she began to move—rolling her hips and thrusting herself rhythmically, lost in the pleasure and heat of the moment.

Their breaths mingled, heavy and uneven, the intimacy wrapping around them like a fevered haze. Kairus groaned beneath her, hands gripping her waist tightly, matching the rhythm she set. But just as the tension climbed and their passion deepened, her phone rang again—loud, persistent, and maddeningly out of place.

She ignored it for a second, riding the moment, but the ringing continued, sharp and unrelenting, demanding attention. With an annoyed sigh, she finally grabbed the phone, her body still moving as she answered with barely restrained irritation.

“Yes? Ruth, what is it?” she replied breathlessly, struggling to suppress a moan as Kairus thrust up into her with more force, clearly unbothered by the intrusion.

“We have an urgent mission,” Ruth said flatly on the other end, her voice all business.

Avyanna exhaled heavily, barely able to keep her composure. “I’ll be at the location in two hours,” she managed to say, biting her lip hard as another wave of pleasure surged through her—and a quiet moan slipped out despite her best efforts.

A pause followed, then Ruth’s exasperated voice came through. “You’re gross. Finish your business, Avyanna.”

Avyanna let out a breathless chuckle as she ended the call, tossing the phone carelessly to the side. The interruption hadn’t dulled the fire burning between them—it had only made it wilder. Her eyes met Kairus’s, dark with desire, and her lips curled into a smirk.

“She said I’m gross,” Avyanna murmured, running her fingers along his chest, nails dragging lightly over his skin. “She has no idea how good this feels.”

Kairus didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. His hands slid up her thighs, gripping her hips tighter, anchoring her to him as he thrust upwards again—slow, deep, deliberate. A shiver ran through her body, and she arched her back, letting her head fall back as she moved in sync with him, her breath coming in soft, broken gasps.

“You’re leaving in two hours,” he said between ragged breaths, his voice rough with restraint. “I’m going to make every second count.”

His words struck something inside her—a mix of longing, guilt, and unrelenting passion. She leaned down, kissing him fiercely, tasting the urgency on his lips. Each movement became more intense, more desperate, as if they could stretch time just by holding each other tighter.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as their rhythm quickened, the world shrinking down to nothing but the feel of his skin, the sound of their breaths, and the way his body responded to hers. She didn’t want to think about the mission. She didn’t want to think about anything but him.

And for now, for these fleeting moments, she allowed herself that selfishness.