Chapter 57 MY FAIRYTALE BEGINS
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"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.
I wrap my legs around his waist cautiously. He pushes me towards the wall, I am sandwiched between his hard chest and the hard tiles behind me. His hand painfully pressed my hips making me bruised. "I had warned you.." He says through gritted teeth as he thrust into me stronger and deeper.
I frown, this position is different and as I am sore, I feel too much pain and full. He is too deep and I feel like he is going to hit my stomach any time now.
His animalistic speed amuses me and I frown badly in his arms, "Andrew, slow down." As I whisper, he suddenly stops and looks down at me guiltily… "It's fine… I am just a little sore.." I touch his cheek and plant soft kisses on his face so that he will know that he hasn't hurt me, I am completely fine and want him to continue but at a slow speed.
He looks relieved from my words and then slows down his pace, his mouth eventually lands on mine, as we devour each other, the water pours down on our body making me feel hot, Andrew slides his head down kissing my neck, my collarbone, and my shoulder, his hand holds my breast and he then starts his sweet torcher on me.
He sucks on my ni**le and then bites making me yelp, "Never tease me like this…" He warns and I immediately regret my little act of seducing him. I shouldn't have provoked him, not when I am so sore from the last night's excessive exercise.
He slows down his speed but thrust deeper in slow motion, I shatter, I bite his shoulder in response, this position is too deep, "Andrew…" I moan his name loudly as I find my release. After a few thrusts, he too releases himself, both of our bodies trembling from the immense pleasure.
And my V starts to burn again, I frown when he puts me down, "Did I hurt you?" He asks and I want to hit him hard this time, Idiot, can't you see what you were doing with my virgin V?
I roll my eyes at his silly question and he looks at me guiltily and then like a good husband, he washes my body and helps me in the shower. He wraps me in a bathrobe as I am a little girl and then holding me up in a princess style, he brings me back to our room.
He places me on the sofa instead of the bed, and then walks inside the wardrobe, he brings me a silk pajama set, soft and light with no undergarments.
I frown looking at them, "Where is my undergarment?' I ask him.
"No undergarments for today.." He says and then gives me a seductive yet charming smile, I narrow my eyes at him, this is enough I can't let this man f**king me all the day, My V needs some rest.
Suppressing my disagreement, I quickly wear my clothes, and again I frown badly as I look down at the shirt of my pajamas, it's not a shirt even but a cami, spaghetti straps and the thin silk fabric makes my ni**les point out visibly.
I look up to scold my husband and there he brings my prize, he puts on the same ruby necklace on my neck before I am able to form a single word.
"I want you to wear this whole day, this is your achievement." He says and I frown badly, "You mean achievement for the sex?" I ask displeased. What kind of statement is that huh? Achieving things in return for sex who am I? A prostitute in his life?
"No…" He refuse immediately and looks offended by my question.
"I told you, your designs were liked by many people and we had good sales so from that profit money I decided to gift you this necklace, the ruby, diamonds all are rare, Tessy. It's not a low achievement…" He explains and I feel embarrassed about my question earlier.
F**k, I think too much sometimes and unnecessarily too.
"I am sorry…" I mutter an apology quickly.
"Tessy, you are my wife. I respect you… I am trying to make this marriage work, I hope you understand." He gives me a light smile and I feel bad, F**k, what the hell I was thinking.
He didn't force me for the sex, I did everything with my free will, and yet here I am accusing him of the things he never meant to do.
I know he is trying that is why he didn't say to me that he loves me because I know he doesn't. This would be a lie if he tells me that he has fallen in love with me just after a month of betrayal from his two-year girlfriend whom he loves a lot and who has left him completely broken and alone.
I understand, he is trying to make things work between us, and being complete honest with me. I should respect him and give him some space instead of accusing and blaming him for nothing. This will only make his heart sour from me. It won't do anything good to our marriage either.
"I understand, I just sometimes get impulsive," I tell him and he disagrees with my statement, immediately. "No not impulsive, you are always stupid." He pinches my nose as I pout angrily and then chuckling he pulls me out of the room, down to the dining table.
"Where is Miss Celine?" I ask when I didn't notice her.
"I have asked her to stay in her quarter today, she has prepared the breakfast, Lunch we could manage and for the dinner, we are going to get the pizza." He says happily, he looks younger when he smiles heartily.
"Any special reason for doing that?" I asked him raising my brow.
"Uhmmm…" He stops for a moment, lost in thinking, "I thought you wanted some privacy, no?" He asks back and I shake my head, "No, why would I?" and then takes a sip of my coffee.
"So will you allow her to see you fully disoriented when I make you come here?" He says so calmly that I couldn't understand his words until he finish them and then it clicks in my mind.
COUGH… COUGH… COUGH…
I choke on my coffee and his hand immediately flies to my back rubbing it gently, while his other hand cleans the front of my cami, and he literally rubs my ni**les over the fabric. I don't know if he did that unknowingly or intentionally but it gives me a sensation that makes my heart start to thump loudly and my skin turns red.
"Why you're red?" He asks and I push his hand away slightly, "Andrew…" I scold him and he innocently looks at me, "What?"
"Eat your breakfast, please," I tell him politely, pointing at his plate.
"You too should eat the breakfast, after all, you need more energy than me," he says meaningfully and I roll my eyes, he laughs and we continue to chat while finishing our breakfast.
I pick up the dishes and then after cleaning them when I walk out, my husband is still sitting on the chair waiting for me. "Aren't you leaving for the office?" I ask him.
"You want me to leave? How cruel, Tessy." He complains looking displeased.
"No… I am just asking…" I defend myself as I walk closer to him and out of a sudden he pulls me into his lap when I try to sit beside him on the chair.
His hand habitually rests on my waist while mine wrap around his neck, "Tessy, are you happy?" He asks and I frown, this question doesn't make any sense, can't he see the happiness on my face? Can't he see the delight in my eyes?
"Yes, I am…" I tell him and he smiles, satisfied.
"I will try my best to be a good husband." He says determined and I smile back, "I know." I rest my head on his shoulder and we sit in silence like this for a while.
His hand-warming my whole body as it starts to rub my back. "Do you still want to visit your parent?' Andrew asked suddenly making me look up at him with stunned eyes.
Mom, Dad, Cyril… I miss them all.
"Yes, I want to visit them… Can I?" I ask him excitedly.
"Well…" He says in thinking and then looks at me, intently, "If you want, I can drop you but… You have to be sure to not discuss your visit with anyone, not to Ann, and neither Miss Celine." he tells me strictly and I immediately nod my head accepting his demand.
"Done," I agree happily.
"Good, and my kiss?" He asks coquettishly, his hands squeeze my hips pushing me closer to him, and then as expected he seals my lips in a long deep kiss.
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"I will drop you and then go straight to the office. Don't contact me, I will contact you when I will come to pick you up. I don't think you would be able to stay until dinner, so kindly don't blame me later." Andrew says a lot and I feel like I am a little girl whose father is reminding her of the limits.
He is wearing a black suit with a tie, His suit reminds me of how dashing he looked last night when he kneel in front of me, I notice him wearing our wedding ring which is a good sign of him accepting me, accepting our marriage.
"As you say," I tell with tight lips, what else I can say, I am grateful that he is taking me out to meet them. Since I got married I am living like a captive in the mansion, I can't go anywhere, and neither can anyone visit me at all.
I look outside and feel excited when I see other faces and the pigeons flying around above the buildings.
Andrew drops me off and I happily walk to my parent's home, I am excited to tell Cyril that my fairytale has finally started now.
