I woke up the following morning with a sharp pain in my neck. I lifted my head from the pillow, turning my neck as I tried to sit up.My movements made me realize that I was in my room on the bed. How did I get here?I recalled designing on my tablet last night but I didn't know when I slept off.Did I sleepwalk here? I have never done that all my life so there was no way it was going to start now. There was only one other option I could think of right now even though I don't want to admit it. Damien. My husband. No matter how I wanted to deny it, I knew the truth that he had been the one. But why would he do that?The Damien I knew especially with what had happened today, would not care about if I was dying or not. I knew this because we both hated each other despite the sexual attraction between us.Taking in a deep breath, I went into the bathroom and freshened up before heading to the dining room. I got to the dining room only to meet Damien sitting in his usual spot, taking
HEAVEN "I said not to allow me do this again, wife," I heard him groan as he buried his face in my neck and took in a deep breath. I moaned as he assaulted my shoulder and neck with bites and kisses.A small moans fell out of my lips when he nipped on the spot where my shoulder and neck meet. I never knew that spot existed and it feels so damn good. I was so wet between my legs, I was sure that there was already a visible wet spot on it from my juices. His assault on my neck made me feel like I was melting. "What-" I gasped when he dipped his fingers into my lace panties, brushing my clit as pushed his fingers into my pussy. "-are. you. doing?"The words came out in stutters, I had more to say but I swallowed it as a gasp escaped from my lips as she began to move his hand, his palm rubbing my clit simultaneously. "Fuck," I let out, breathing hard. His pace quickened as he pumped his fingers in and out, stopping to rub my clit and squeeze my boobs at intervals.Experiencing all t
HEAVENWe were both panting when we finished with him collapsing beside me, his back facing me.I stared at the ceiling not knowing what to think.Everything that happened before now came rushing into my head. Was this post nut clarity? My legs were still vibrating from the two powerful orgasms I just had.But I could only wonder what was going to happen next.Only the sound of our breaths filled the air, the silence was thick and heavy. It was suffocating, even worse than what we did at the resort.I thought I was going to die because of the silence until he spoke, taking me by surprise."Claire was the only friend I had when I moved to America," He began, breaking the silence. "She was cheery and bubbly, I fell in love with her almost immediately."Where was this going? I had a lot of questions, hell who won't have questions when their 'partner' begins to talk about others just after sex? "But after two years of dating, she began to act different, distant. I'd ask what was wrong a
DAMIEN Being on the headline just a day after I'd fucked my wife made me feel even more stressed than I already was.I had woke up that morning with different thoughts in my head.What was going to happen next? Was she going to ignore me after the intense night we had?But when she came downstairs this morning for breakfast, every thoughts flew out of the window.She looked gorgeous.I couldn't help the thoughts of last night that flew into my head especially when she placed her hand on the table type on her phone. The movement had made her perfect boobs more exposed to me. My dick stirred in my pants but I still maintained composure. I acted like I was working on my tablet after we exchanged greetings like every other morning but this time, it felt like it was different- when in the real sense I was not focused on her.But when I saw the blog posts about us, I became annoyed but kept to myself because the comments were heartbreaking. I didn't know what her reaction was going to be
HEAVENHis eyes were boring into my soul and no matter how I tried to look away, I found myself staring into his electrifying blue eyes. They were hypnotizing.'What are you doing?, Snap out of it!' the voice in my head jerked me out of the haze I was in. I turned my head, averting my gaze away from his quickly. I was almost breathless and panting. Seriously, Heaven? Has it gotten to this?This was only acting, he was only doing this to set the mood per say. I knew that those words were just empty- a plot device, but why was my body betraying me?I cleared my throat, trying to gain composure. Letting out a small chuckle, I said, "you really don't have to do that, Damien," I got closer to him, my face almost in his chest with his height towering over me. His eyes were focused on me, never leaving my small frame. "The paparazzi are not that close, they can't hear us." I told him in a hushed whisper. I was being careful so that the vendor would not be able to hear me. Damien looked ar
HEAVENIt was worse than I thought. The hatred I had for him was evaporating. I didn't even know who this man actually was. "Hey," He greeted as he strolled back to me still sporting his beautiful smile on his face. that almost made me grin. Damien took my hand into his warm ones. Shoving the thoughts of him behind my mind, we walked together, hand in hand around the park. Even when I tried to remove my hand from his grip after the paparazzi disappeared, he held onto them tightly without looking at me.The ride home was silent and I made no effort in trying to change that. As soon as the car parked in the garage I escaped the car. I was almost at the front door when I heard him calling my name. I don't answer as I tried to quicken my pace.But Damien's large body had to prove me wrong once again as I was at the foot of the staircase when I was yanked back by my arm and spun around to face my husband whose eyes were blazing now. "What do you want?" I snapped, my face mirroring
HEAVEN"Are you okay, baby?" He purred with a grin on his face.It was hard to ignore the thrill of pleasure that coursed through my body at the sound of his use of a pet name. Nodding feebly and trying to smile, I reply, "Yes, sir,"Damien's eyes seemed to darken with lust at my statement.He looked away with a grin. I thought it was it was going to end like that but I was wrong. As soon as everyone's attention slowly moved away from us, his hand was back on my thighs slowly finding there way back to my core which was wet again from the promise of his fingers going there.I took in a sharp breath when his fingers brushed my clit before he slipped a finger and then two in. It was so easy because of how wet I was.He easily moved his finger in and out while pausing every now and then to rub my clit.I was so wet. Hell, I was fucking dripping. It made me scared that if I were to stand now, there would be a wet patch at the back of my gown. As embarrassing as that was, my husband didn'
HEAVENWith a throaty moan and groan, my name escaped from his lips as he is pushed over the edge.Damien's lips cover mine as he lifted up my chin.We share a kiss for a moment before he pulled out of me with a wince. His breaths was becoming even though he was still panting.He rolled slightly to the side, and bringing me closer to his chest.My head was blank from every thoughts as I stared at my gorgeous husband.I'd always known that he looked good but tonight, fo reasons I didn't know, I was seeing him from a different angle.He looked so different from the person I knew. I couldn't tell if it was because I was so close to him now that I can draw every single line of his face or it was because tonight felt so different than the other time.He looked spent but in a way that made my heart flip. His head rested on one arm, and the other was draped lazily over my hip.There was still a war going on in my head but it seemed to have paused when he reached to my hand with his eyes that