he wanted us gone yesterday I would just have to rearrange a few things was all. The financial situation was under wraps she hadn’t gotten a whiff of anything, every month I put a certain amount into checking to make it seem as if things were still the same there but I made sure not to leave a penny more than was absolutely necessary.
I felt arms go around my middle as I stood in front the stove.
“Umm, I love waking up to you in the morning.”
I lifted one arm and pulled her around in front of me. “You dodo you why is that?” I nuzzled her neck as she rested against my chest.
“It feels right waking up in your arms, like it was meant to be you know.”
“Yeah I know beauty, you had a nice soak?”
“Yep my little kitty isn’t so sore anymore.”
“She was that bad?”
I pusher her away slightly to look down at her, make sure she was okay.
“Well you did batter her pretty good last night and this morning.”
“Too much?” I picked her up her legs going around me her naked pussy going right over my bulge.
“Nope, I liked it, I told you, I love having you inside me.”
I used the fingers of one hand to test her pussy’s wetness, she was wet and slick from her bath and still a little swollen when I pushed two big fingers inside her but she moaned and clung tighter to me before searching out my mouth with hers. I fumbled around beneath her and pulled my zipper all the way down releasing my cock which bounced up and hit her in the ass once before settling. I lifted her enough to line my dick up with her sweet cunt and pulled her down on me standing right there in the kitchen. Reaching over I turned the stove off I’ll just take her to breakfast later. I walked to the closest wall and leaning her back against it started to fuck her the only way I could. No matter how much I told myself to take it easy to go slow, once I got inside her there was no control. Her pussy fucking owned me.
“I love your fucking pussy baby, she’s so hot and tight and perfect and mine, all mine no one else’s ever. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.” I pounded out each word as she held on for dear life, when I couldn’t get as deep as I wanted into her I took her to the floor and pulling her legs up over my shoulders opened her up for my hammering cock that just wanted to plunder. I didn’t care about the hard floor or the fact that she was new to this all that mattered was cumming inside her over and over again. I wanted her pregnant now right fucking now. My heart felt as if it would burst as I pounded out my need in her.
“Please baby, please, please, please.” I wasn’t quite sure what I was begging for, I just knew it was the most important thing in my life at that moment to get her with child and when I came buried deep beyond her cervix, my seed washing her womb, I sent up a silent prayer that I had succeeded.
Chapter 5
I took her to the next town over for breakfast and made sure she ate every bite, she seemed more relaxed than usual and her beauty was even more pronounced than usual. I ordered for her which she seemed to like, as well as the way I opened doors for her and strapped her into the car. Little things that I love doing for my woman things that I now realized I hadn’t really had much joy in in a long time. We held hands and stole kisses while whispering softly to each other as we waited for our food to arrive. We talked about her schooling and how she would continue with that even after the pregnancy she still had a few years left and I promised we’d work it out but I also let her know that she would be raising our kids, the two of us together. I wasn’t having kids for someone else to have the joy of raising noway, I wanted to be there for all their first. I was planning on taking leave for the first six months of my kid’s life anyway but now I was thinking more and more of moving my office to the house. Yes I’d still have the office in the city I had almost thirty employees after all but there was no reason as owner and CEO of my own business that I couldn’t work from home and I’d see about delegating some more for those out of town jobs. Some of my younger guys loved to travel and they were trained well enough that I could trust them to get the job done.
She ate a healthy breakfast and I teased her about getting her caffeine intake now because she wasn’t going to be touching the stuff once we knew she was pregnant. “Are you always going to be this dictatorial?”
“Yes, problem?” It really didn’t matter at this point if she had one or not I just thought I’d ask to get it out in the open, deal with it once an for all.
“Nope no problem just checking.”
“I’m an ex marine babe, giving orders is in my blood, you’ll get used to it, so will our kids, I’m not exactly a tyrant but I like things done my way; I’ll try not to take out what was done to me in the past on you but you’re gonna have to learn how to live with a husband who needs to control you.” I looked at her with my serious face so she knew I meant every word, the way she looked back at me I knew she was getting what I was saying which was all that mattered. After the hell I’d lived through for the past few months knowing that my innocent children were slaughtered and that the woman I’d loved and thought loved me in return was nothing but a two timing troll I wasn’t about to take any chances not with my heart and not with the lives of my sons and daughters. When she didn’t say anything I went back to my coffee.
“Eat your breakfast beauty, you have classes this evening?”
“Yeah, two classes to be exact starting at six.”
“Okay, I’m going to take the day off and we’re going to pack your stuff is there anything in the apartment that you can’t live without, do we need a moving truck?”
“No the place came already furnished so I really just have my clothes and my books.”
“That’s good then we can probably knock that out in one afternoon.”
We ate and discussed her move and how we were going to work that, I noticed that every time talk of me having to go back to the house came up she grew tense. It was totally understandable after all it was one thing having phone conversations for a month and quite another to lay beneath a man and give him your innocence only to have him go home to his wife, a wife you knew nothing about really except for what this man had told you. Taking her hand across the table I studied her as I kissed her fingers.
“Thanks for trusting me, I know how hard that is to come by.” I made a decision then and there and hoped I was doing the right thing.
“You done?”
She was down to picking at the food on her plate so I guess she’d had her fill, I paid the bill and left a hefty tip before leading her out the door, on the way back I decided to drive by the coveted house to see what her reaction would be. Without saying a word or giving her any hints of any kind I watched her as she craned her neck for a better view as we went by. She didn’t say anything as she settled into her seat but I saw the gleam in her eye. That settled it then, looks like we won’t be in the penthouse for too long.
When we got back to her place I excused myself to make a call in the living room while she packed her stuff in the bedroom. “Greg hey it’s Zane listen something came up and I need to move things ahead how long did you say it would take to get the divorce finalized in Guam?”
“A few days sounds perfect I’ll have the signed papers to you tomorrow the latest.” We threw around some ideas for a minute or two before hanging up, I’d decided there was no way I was going to hurt her by going back to the house where Zola lived, not after last night, why the fuck would I hurt her for that bitch? There was no reason to really I had everything in place and I had no fear about having her sign the papers under false pretenses I had the photos of her escapades not to mention her boss’s, I’m sure she wouldn’t want that getting around and she knows that I was a mean bastard when crossed I’ll have that shit on the six o’clock news and as high profile as they both were I was sure they wouldn’t want that. I could probably use that knowledge to get her to sign the papers anyway but where was the fun in that? I wanted her to be surprised when served with notice that the house had been sold out from under her, I wanted her to be lost in the wind when she realized that the husband she had fucked over had gotten over on her in the end.
I walked into the bedroom to see what had now become my favorite ass sticking out of the closet, the soft jeans she wore fit snug and showed off the round firmness of her cheeks. I walked over and bent far enough to run my hands over her. “Don’t move.” I opened my pants and got down behind her and reaching under her
