My husband Love

Laura

The next day, I was in my office, doing the fairly things as usual, when suddenly the door swung open, and Rowan, my boss, was standing, glaring at me, his gaze filled with rage that made my heart dread.

"What was the meaning of that? Do you know what you did yesterday might get an innocent me fired for no reason?" Rowan spoke with a fuming face, walking into my office as he shut the door lock, his hands placed on the table and his glare fixed on me as he spoke to me.

"That person you failed to apologize to is the CEO of this company, and he doesn't give a damn about anyone's feelings. Any little thing you do that gets him offended, his punishment is to get you fired. Do you want to get yourself fired? I have worked so hard to reach the level where I am now, and I can't let your silly misbehaving get me pulled from what I had worked hard to achieve," Rowan added. He was so annoyed that, at a point, I got scared. His face was just inches from mine.

"Sorry, sir. I promise to adjust my character," I replied, pushing back onto my chair as I gripped hard on both handles of the chair.

He let out a deep gasp, then pulled himself backward. "Well, the CEO, Mr. Orion, told me to give you a last warning, giving you a chance to fix yourself. I'm even surprised that he even let everything slide. If it were others, he would have fired them the moment they wronged him," Rowan said, sighing.

“Is that how everyone fears this man called Orion so much? I didn't feel a thing about anything to fear in him, or is it because his cute face had fooled me?” I thought to myself, staring at Rowan.

"Get those documents ready. These days, you are too slow in getting some jobs done. It's getting annoying," Rowan huffed with a fuming expression before walking out of the door.

"Annoying piece of trash. You want to stress the hell out of me, you want to work me out till stupor," I muttered with a deep sigh, narrowing my eyes with a chuckled.

Rowan was such a pain in the ass. The way he bossed around me was so annoying. Sometimes, he piled a bunch of work for me to finish in a day, which I will try all my possible best to make sure I finish before sighing out, going home worn out and hellishly stressed. And now he's opening his putrid mouth to spit all those nonsense words about me being slow and lazy? I wish he would do the work alone so he could see and feel how hard and stressful it is.

I humphed, narrowing my eyes as I relaxed on my soft chair, completely exhausted and getting more frustrated by Rowan's words and how he bosses me around.

After signing out from work, I drove home, and just as usual, I laid on my bed. My belly began rumbling, and as soon as that sound got into my ears, I knew I was hellishly hungry and had to feed those babies digesters inside my stomach. I stood up from my bed, put on a lightweight gown, and went straight to the kitchen to get something to eat. Looking around, I noticed Caspian wasn't around, I gasped and continued what I was doing.

Getting to the kitchen, I walked straight to the fridge and picked up one of the snacks I had made earlier in the morning before heading out for work.

With the snack in my hands, I took it to the oven, then crouched to dip it inside. Standing up, I felt a hand run over my waist gradually, which made me snap in surprise as I swiftly turned to see who it was.

"Hey baby, why are you so scared? It's me," Caspian spoke out with a laugh, which ended with a grin.

I narrowed my eyes, gasping in relief as I spoke. "Do you want me to get a heart attack?" I said, turning as I faced Caspian, his forehead meeting mine.

"If you got a heart attack, then I would just pull out my heart and give it to you," Caspian replied with a warm smile, which made me feel ecstatic. Then we both laughed.

Caspian wrapped his hands around my waist, then pulled me even closer to him. He brought down his lips, then with a soft voice, he said to me, "I love you, Laura."

After saying this, I moved my lips and kissed him. We began kissing passionately, his soft lips moving on mine. I gripped him at the back of his head as the kissing got more intense. Caspian grabbed my leg, then raised me over and kept me on the edge of the washing sink in the kitchen.

Caspian grasped my breast, kissing my neck, twisting my nipple. I let out a slow moan as I felt how my body was getting numb. The way things looked now, I already knew we were going to have a sweet night sex in the kitchen.

Caspian raised the light gown I was wearing, then gently shifted my panties to the other side. Before I could know it, his huge d**k slid into my p**sy, and it was hell orgasmic because I was wet as f**k.

"Ooh God!" I cried out as I felt a kind of pleasure that made my eyes roll over into their sockets, my eyes completely turning white.

Caspian began moving his waist slowly, and I could feel his huge d**k digging more into me. I began feeling as if I was about to pee. My p**sy was hellishly wet, the orgasms clouding my mind. I gripped hard on Caspian's hair, my fingers digging deep into his scalp as I moved my hands slowly.

"F**k me, Caspian! F**k me harder!" I groaned in satisfaction, begging for Caspian to move his waist faster.

While pounding into me, I began smelling something burning.

"Stop! Stop!" I spoke out, trying to draw Caspian’s attention, but he was busy moving his waist back and forth.

"Stop!" I yelled, pushing Caspian a little backward. "Something is burning," I said under my breath, after getting his attention.

Looking down toward my left, I noticed it was the pancake I had put in the oven earlier. I had totally forgotten to set a specific temperature for it when reach it automatically turned off.