The Ceo And Me! - Chapter 247
PRECAP
“How could I show you what you mean to me?”
She questioned and it was for the first time, she was begging for him to stay in their entire history of hide and seek relationship.
“Be mine!”
It was a straightforward answer. He peeked into her orbs, expecting hopefully that she would give in.
He knew that there would be no one for him but her. He was so duped into her that there was no escape he could see.
“I m yours…behind the closed doors, always yours!”
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Throughout the evening, his cheesy talks, the way his lips would curve into a smile, a smirk, his manly presence…it was eating her from inside for wanting to have him all for herself.
When she turned around, he was not there anymore. He was working in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes in the sink, taking them one by one from the table.
He was oblivious to her stares. She could not part her eyes off of him as she thought of her bodily desires.
Before she would lose her resistance, she strode inside her bedroom. And after cleaning herself, she got inside the bed.
She took off her nighty coat and dropped it on the floor, pulling the duvet over her body, she laid down comfortably on the bed.
Her mind could not stop thinking about what Beth had said. Of course, she had been frustrated too. But she did not know what to do about it.
Then the door opened, and in came him. He nodded at her, asking for to use the bathroom and although, she did not give him any wordly reply, he entered inside.
Soon she heard the shower being turned on, the water making a pitter patter noise as it fell down the floor.
Flashback of them showering together, all naked and in skin slideshowed all over her head and she cursed herself for feeling her panty getting damped.
When he came out of the bathroom, changed in his pyjama, no shirt over him. His taut body was on display for her. His abs and the pyjama hanging lower on his waist, showcasing the v of his abdomen. She closed her eyes.
“Good night!”
He said, about to switch off the night lamp, standing on the threshold of the
door. He kept his eyes trained on her sleeping frame for a while, even though he could not see her face clearly, due to the deam lighting, he could tell that she was looking in his way.
And then suddenly when he was about to switch the light off and head out, she rose up, making him stop in his movement.
“Come to bed!”
She said and he heard it. It was not exactly loud enough but very clear.
He thought that he had heard it wrong and did not move from his position as she repeated once again.
“Come to bed!”
She thought he had not heard her the first time and this time let her voice out a bit louder and audible.
He could not believe his ears as he did not know what to do and what not to do.
Her sudden proposal…and such a provoking proposal took him by surprise and off-guard. He was not expecting such a thing at all.
It was a tempting offer. The kind of offer, he had been dreaming for months by then to sleep beside her, holding her soft sweet body, smelling her feminine scent, loving and worshipping that intoxicating body.
But he could not…not just yet. He could not be able to stop himself if he got anymore close to her and sleeping beside her would render him a crazy man if he would not get to touch her the way he had always done before.
She did not know what was he thinking, standing ideally by the door, unmoving, unspoken.
“I can sleep on the sofa just fine. But thank you for your kindness!”
He said and closed the door abruptly before she could even say anything, leaving her to succumb to the darkness, all alone in the closed room.
He got on the sofa and laid back, thinking what just happened. While she laid back on her side, her eyes watering up, wondering what she did wrong ?
Did he not desire her anymore?? Did he not feel attracted to her now that she was carrying a child?
Was he disgusted by her fat body ? Perhaps she should have been careful about her figure and even her own husband did not want to sleep with her even after months of separation.
A deep sob escaped her mouth and then the door hung open, she hid her face under the duvet and closed her mouth tightly.
He could not just sleep on the sofa…not after she had called him to lay with her after such a long time.
Tinsley could not help but think why he was back here again to torment her already tormented soul.
She heard his footsteps and then felt the other side of the bed dipping down. She did not dare move from her side or tilt a little to see him.
She felt the other end of the duvet being pulled and then she felt his hot body getting under it.
She remained static, not once turning her back to look at him because it would be the end of her.
He laid straight, the duvet up to his chest. His hands were itching to get a hold of her skin and flesh.
All he wanted was to pull that seductress into his arms and get on top of her, slamming his mouth against hers and kissing her breathless.
He cursed under his breath as he felt his hardness tightening against his slacks. He knew such a thing was going to happen if he lay with her.
“Good night!”
He whispered and tried to go to sleep, knowing it was the furthest thing in his head but still…he switched the lights off.
It was then, she turned around and faced him. He was sleeping, eyes closed, hands upon his head.
She licked her lips as she observed him. His body…naked taut chest, the defined abs on display to her naked eyes.
She missed resting herself against his skin. She wanted to feel his body, touch it and see if it felt the same still.
She extended her hand and very slowly, carefully, afraid that he might wake up, she traced his body, running her fingers over his skin.
Her forefinger traced from the bob of his back, going down, touching his chest, his rigged abs. She stopped right above his beating heart to feel it beating so fast just like her was.
Kian did not know how the hell he was even controlling himself. He was aware of her eyes, her touches yet he decided to act to be asleep to see what his innocent wife was up to.
Very daringly, Tinsley rose, her curiosity took over her frame. She got close to him.
She leaned down to have a clearer look at his face. It had been the closest she had seen him for months of separation.
And her wondering fingers could not stop touching his face too. His closed eyes, his breathing nose, his sharply shared jaw and then his lips.
Fuck!! He wanted to bite those slender fingers.
She could not know what took over her when she did the last thing. She must have gone crazy or maybe she was for real had turned to be the bitch in heat?
She slipped the duvet off of his body and Kian could not help but be conscious because he knew, she was going to see the hard-on.
His erection was going to be so lucidly visible to her naked eyes and God only knows, what she might be going to think about him from thereon.
And indeed, her eyes landed there and she took a sharp intake of air. She felt herself getting wetter.
Fuck! She was going to leave a damn wet spot on the bedsheet!
She thought to herself. Ever since his arrival, she had not been able to pleasure herself. And she was beyond frustrated to be not able to do a damn thing.
Kian waited impatiently wondering what was even going inside that vixen’s head.
And then before doing anything, she just popped back on the bed to her side, thinking it was wrong…how could she take advantage of his sleeping self?
Would it not be wrong to do such a thing??
He clearly was tired and worn out from having to do everything and was in a very deep sleep.
She should not disturb him and try to go to sleep too but there was this part of her that wanted to be bad…very very bad!
And was she at loss? Would it be taking advantage when that was her husband?
So she turned around and tried to touch his member, slipping the pyjama off but he stopped her.
“What the hell are you doing?”
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