Chapter 56 NOT REAL BIRTH DATE
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I had always loved you and will love you for the rest of my life.
"If it wasn't for love, why would I be lying here naked with you, huh?" I turn to him, my breast rubs his arm and he breathes heavily.
"Do you love me?" He asks in disbelief, he sounds shocked and I nod my head in response, "When.. How..?" he asks looking confused, "Didn't your parent force this marriage on you, Tessy?"
"They did but…" I stop, biting my lips nervously, what I am going to tell him is going to be a huge confession of my life.
"I had a crush on you since the first day I saw you in the company after your parent's death." I reveal and he looks at me with shocked eyes, "You mean, 8 years before?"
I nod my head slowly, "But, you were just 11 years old then.." He says in disbelief.
"10," I corrected him and he raise his brow, suspiciously, "Last night wasn't my birthday, My birthday month is in December, that April month's date is just a legal record for my entrance into the scholarship program," I tell him and he looks astonished by my revelation.
Yeah, we middle-class people change our age, clothing, even our food and friends according to our surroundings. At that moment, my age was considered low to apply for the scholarship so my father just change my age by adding some months. Last night had been too shocking for me that I nearly forget to correct Andrew about my birth date.
But still, it pleases me and works for me quite well.
I smirk when I notice the confusion on his face, See that is the difference between being a rich kid and living in an ordinary family with ordinary people.
This normal and ordinary thing seems to amuse him too much, seriously. People do changes their birth date under some necessary circumstances.
"So everything I did was a complete waste?" He asks, shrugging with embarrassment, "Well, not really.." I give him a seductive smirk and he looks down at my cleavage.
"Now you are distracting me," He says moving to peek inside and laughing I roll down from him, "I am tired," I announce as I cover myself in the duvet.
"Well, I am not.." He says coquettishly as he hugs me from behind, our skin touches and I feel aroused when I feel him hardening again.
He moves my hair away and then kisses at the back of my ear, when his lips touch my pulse I feel a strange feeling bubbling inside me, that electric touch makes my toes curls, and slowly his wet kisses start to trail down making my breathing heavy.
And there taking a huge piece of my skin in his mouth, he sucks at my neck, I am sure there would be multiple lovebites I am going to get by the morning, and If I don't then I would be going to disappoint a lot.
My husband's hands hold my small breast and squeeze it gently, I moan, and then his thumb starts to flicker my soft ni**les making it hard from the arousal.
I start to lose my senses from his sweet torture and when his hand goes down between my legs, I completely give myself to him by spreading my legs wider for him.
He explores me making me feel like I am on the edge and then suddenly withdraws his fingers making me profess in dismay.
He then turns me and just in moments, he is hovering over me, I hold his face hungry for his kiss, and then pull him down to my mouth, he kisses me with all his might and I respond with the same depth.
Just when I was lost in his kiss, I feel the slight burning that fades immediately when he fills me, and just like that we start our lovemaking, this time more familiar and less hesitant, fully energetic and aroused.
"I.. Love… You… Andrew." I confess when he thrusts deeply into me making me forget about this world.
He stops and blinks at me, he looks shocked, and then he whispers in a hoarse voice, "Thanks for giving me a chance, Tessy, and loving me.." He kiss me again and I feel a little unhappy because I expected him to say "I love You too." but he didn't.
Well, my mind wasn't able to think about this issue further, as his thrusts gets stronger and soon I collapsed under him, releasing myself for the second time.
His release fills me again and I feel happy and blessed, I don't want this blissful night to end at all.
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I feel warm and trapped, I open my eyes and find myself entangled with my sexy and naked husband. I try to move but I couldn't, his arms stayed on my waist lazily and his leg pressing down my thighs, I am not able to move.
"Hmm…" I struggle under him but he shows no sign of withdrawing. Feeling irritated, I turn my head and his gorgeous and calm face comes into my view taking away all my displeasure.
I smile as I look at the handsome face of my husband, his brows calmly stay at his forehead not moving up and down when he frowns, his long lashes, as usual, stealing the show, and his thin lips parting slightly making me prickle with lust to taste him once more.
We both had a wonderful night, after our second encounter we go for the third round too and enjoys it a lot. Seems like that little thread of shyness and hesitation is completely gone now between us.
I touch my neck when I feel the lightness, last night Andrew didn't let me take off my birthday gift that is not even gifted on my real birthday but still a gift is a gift.
But now as I touch my neck, the necklace is gone, I look around and find my necklace placed on the bedside table. So, finally, he takes it off. I wonder what pleasure he gets with me wearing only a necklace, and also he confessed he had dreamt about me, I find it hard to believe but his passion and energy prove that he did desires me.
I feel delighted after knowing that my husband desires me and then the unbearable pain brings me back to reality, I need to use the washroom urgently.
I look at my husband who is sleeping like a log and then I playfully bite his chin, he frowns and then tightens his grip on my body, "Andrew… let me go.." I insist, struggling with his arm, if he presses my body further I am going to wet the bed.
"Hmmm.." He shakes his head in refusal.
"Andrew…" I plea and then remembering something I change my words, "Hubby, please, let me go for now."
He opens his one eye in inspection, "For now?" and I nod my head immediately. His grip loosens and I immediately sit up, my naked body on the show, while my husband sits up and yawns lazily.
I stand up and walk towards the bathroom not knowing about my husband's intense gaze on my back. I empty myself and sigh in relief, I feel soreness but I feel pride in this soreness, I look at myself in the mirror and smile widely when I see the multiple marks on my body.
Each mark feels like an achievement and I am on cloud nine now. I pinch my waist trying to wake myself up, I am not dreaming, right?
"Ouch… " That sharp pain makes me realize that I am not.
BANG
Suddenly, the door of the washroom opens and I see my husband anxiously looking at me, "What happen?" He asks.
"Just checking myself if I am still in the dream.." I tell him smiling teasingly.
"Oh, why did you bother, I will help you in checking myself, more nicely and more deeper." He says meaningfully as he kicks the door closed and then walks towards me confident and sexy.
"You're not hurt?" He raise his brow, looking suspicious while his hand wrapped around my waist habitually, his hand making circles at my back, distracting me.
"No," I tell him.
"Hmmm… You know I got a little problem, you might help me with it." He says as he presses his hard groin into me and I couldn't help but blush.
"I need a shower." I tell him as an excuse and he smirks, "Me too."
Before I could make any protest, he picks me up and we are under the shower faucet, Andrew opens the shower unannounced and the sudden rain of water startles me.
Andrew put me down and then pin me against the wall, the water pouring on his head as he leans on me, covering me from the rain.
I look up, his eyes deep, and the way water drops from his head, it makes him look like a magazine cover model, he looks too attractive, feeling turned on by his appearance, I hold his erection and he gasps, surprised.
"Tessy…"
He warns, he is afraid that he will hurt me while I smile and lick my lips seductively, "Can I?" I ask his permission and he looks at me for a second pondering his answer and finally, he nods his head.
I smile, excited, and then taking some shower gel, I start rubbing his erected pe**s, he closes his eyes, and his muscles tense from my torcher. I squeeze him harder playfully and he snaps open his eyes, his hand enveloping my neck as he pins me back on the wall, "You're playing with fire." He threats and somehow instead of feeling scared I feel aroused.
"I know…" I smirk, my hand still on his length as I start to stroke it gently, "F**k, Tessy…" He growls and then pulls my hand away, he then pulls me up in his arms, and in a swift motion, he is all inside me making me gasp in disbelief.
