Chapter 69 HIS APOLOGY
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"Take care, Tessy…" My husband kisses my cheek while teasing me with his tongue, I try my best to not react, and squeezing out a small smile I bid him goodbye.
My whole day goes in boredom, and my mind keeps on going at my husband's little teasing, Come on, Tess, think about something… My subconscious pressurizes me but then I stop, No… No… No… What if I again wake up his beast and bring something bad for myself in this seducing game…
Nah…
Suddenly I lost all my interest in seducing him and then I try to focus on some work. I don't have any work to do so I decided to learn some new dishes after all Andrew is a foodie person and because of the diet, he is not able to eat many things.
I could learn his favorite dishes and then cook for him… It's just we need to eat them secretly not in front of Ann definitely. Ann is very much diet conscious and if she finds out about this little doing she would again get angry with me and I don't want it.
I busy myself learning new dishes with Miss Celine's help of course. Even though I am angry with my husband but I still care for him because I love him a lot and this anger and indifference is just a temporary thing. I don't think a wife and husband could stay angry with each other for a long time, gradually everything will fall into the right place.
And all our complaints, indifference, and anger would go away.
In the evening, my husband comes back home with a smile on his face. I adore his smile, "I am home." he announces habitually and I walk towards him and then take off his coat, "How was your day?" I ask, habitually.
"Good, Busy…" He says and then we walk to our room, he changes his clothes while I read my book, and later we go to the dinner table together and eat our dinner soberly. However, I could see the surprise in Andrew's eyes when he looks at me being so calm.
After dinner, he goes to his study room while I start to get ready for my yoga class. Before going to my yoga class I bring a piece of cake for my husband to eat, he loves tiramisu and I have baked it for him.
Ann didn't allow him cakes these days in the evening, with my diet she has changed Andrew's diet too and I wonder what new diet would bring me.
I knock on the door slightly and then enter after a while.
"Hubby, I have baked tiramisu cake for you." I enter and place the plate on his desk, politely.
Andrew looks at me stunned, he stares at me from the top to bottom and gulps, and only then do I realize that his reaction is coming from my clothes, I am wearing a crop tank top and high waist yoga leggings, my waist comes in view and the way leggings hugs my body it gives a great alluring show to my husband and I can notice a bulge in his pants.
Coughing embarrassedly, I leave the study.
COUGH… COUGH… COUGH…
Thankfully, my yoga instructor did a great job of distracting my mind from my husband's bulge and after a whole hour, I complete my class and then walk back to my room. I enter the washroom in need of a warm shower but as I enter absentmindedly, my husband was already standing under the shower, his gaze darkened when he saw me standing inside with the same yoga clothes that gave him a bulge some time ago.
"Oh… Sorry… I didn't mean to crash in…" I tell apologetically and then turn to leave but his deep voice stopped me in my tracks. "STOP."
I hear him turning off the shower and the voice of water running stops, making our surroundings silent. I could hear him moving and closing the distance between us, not forgetting that he is naked behind me.
He touches my shoulder and I shiver from the wetness as he turns me to face him, "Tessy, What is it?" He asks, his voice serious, his gaze firm on me.
"What…?" I stutter.
"You know you have been acting odd since…" He stops and then continues, "Since I spank you…" He completes his sentence and my whole body turns red from embarrassment, remembering that incident.
"You… You hurt me," I chew my bottom lip, feeling nervous.
"I thought… I thought you liked it…" He says as defending himself and I roll my eyes at him, "No, I didn't…"
"Ok, so I won't do it again…" He shrugs calmly, see that's matter that he always takes things lightly about me, he should have been affected that he had hurt me but no, even after a few days there is still no trace of guilt or apology on his face.
"It's not about this, Andrew…" I tell him, irritated and he looks surprised, "You know you have a different side that you hide from me, you said you control yourself, why? Why do you need to control yourself, huh?" I question angrily and he frowns.
"Tessy… I misspoke…" He says and I sneer, no hell, I am not going to get convinced so easily by this one sentence.
"Listen, I am trying, Tessy… Just let me keep trying." He says exasperated and I look at him puzzled, what is he talking about? Why he always talks nonsensical things to me?
"I know, you are, but I'm also trying here Andrew. You're not the only one. This relationship will work only when we both would be honest with each other. Many times I noticed you getting cold with me suddenly and then your beast and rough mode, I don't understand where that comes from? Sometimes you are so caring and the other you just don't care at all…" I say my heart out and my voice raises a few degrees.
And then silence, only my heavy breaths sounds in the background.
"I am sorry, Tessy, I have always disappointed you." He apologizes and my eyes fly up to him in shock.
Did he just apologize? Did he just accept his fault?
"Prove it," I tell him calmly, not giving a single expression on my face.
He looks at my face for a while, trying to form my words in his mind and thinking about how to react, I expect him to speak something but no instead he takes a step towards closing the little distance between us, and then he wraps his hand around the back of my neck.
He pulls me to him and meeting my gaze, he draws his mouth to mine. There is an unspoken challenge in there. Neither of us is ready to agree that whatever this is between us is beyond our control.
But as the moment our lips touch we both know this is what we really want and either if it doesn't make sense, even if it makes me angrier later, I know at this time we both are meant to be together and helpless with desires for each other.
No matter what, we can't refuse this electric pull between us.
I am overtaken by a familiar buzz coursing through my body. As his hands pull away my band and then he fists his hand in my hair, forcing my head back and pressing himself into me forcibly.
He groans as his hands trace the curves of my body over the clothes.
Falling to his knees, he grasps my hips and pulls me closer, his lips moving across the waist of my leggings and I shiver from his touch. He starts kissing the visible skin of my waist and I tense feeling the building sensation inside me, I close my eyes and lean my head back enjoying each moment of his wet tongue exploring my flesh.
He pulls my leggings down to my thigh and I feel goosebumps breaking out all over my skin as he trails his fingers down my legs. My hand involuntarily goes into his hair and pulls them roughly, he groans when I did that.
He then starts tracing the edge of my satin lingerie and stops at the thin straps on my hips. "Too pretty to ruin," He hisses, and then wrapping one strap around each hand with a quick thud he tears away my lingerie making me gasp in surprise.
"Ahh.."
He then quickly places my one leg over his shoulder and I hold him to keep my balance, he looks up at me and I look down at him at the same time, our eyes are locked and he smirks while kissing the soft skin under my thigh.
My breaths were ragged and I am not able to break eye contact with him. "Ahh… shit.." I exhale when his tongue starts to explore my V and unknowingly I start moving my hips against his mouth.
Unintelligible words fall from my lips in a hoarse whisper, I was so pissed at him a few moments ago that I would literally hook my leg and strangle him but now looking at him like this, so lost in me, I feel an immense joy in my heart that makes my subconscious dance with pride and joy.
"I could f**king consume you," He whispers hoarsely, and glance up at me, "What are you doing to me?" His eyes show surprise and pure desire for me, I couldn't take it anymore I need his mouth on me, now.
I pull him up roughly and slam my lips on him. Tasting myself in his mouth increases my arousal, and then without wasting any time, I stroke his length, he groans, and then clumsily he starts pulling away my leggings with his foot.
Kicking away my leggings, we move further inside and he guides me to the huge sink, he pulls away and that gorgeous seductive smirk still stays on his face making him more charming.
He then stands behind me and bends me on the cold sink by pressing my back, thankfully today I am wearing my top and he doesn't seem to bother to pull it out from my chest.
We both moan together as he slides inside me, bending over he places a kiss on my shoulder as he pushes himself more forcefully into me, making me lose my balance, I try to hold the corner of the sink but my hands are wet from the sweat and it slips every time I try to stable myself from his strong thrust.
He didn't care about it and neither do I, we seem to get lost in our own little world filling each other's need in the best way we could.
