. THE CEO’S
BLOCKHEADED
WIFE🙄😂
*She’s stubborn and Sassy🙄😠😡
__But she’s still his baby🥰♥️🥵🔥
Billionaire Romance
Comedy😂
Rated 18+
Don’t Copy Or Repost!!!
Written by Nnenna
CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
I looked at her in surprise, not expecting that request. “Are you sure?” I asked, not believing what I heard from her. “Do you think this is the right thing to do at this moment?”
She looked up at me, her eyes soft and full of love. “I know that,” she said. “But I want this, I want you.” She circled her arms around my neck. “I want you.” She repeated making my heart rate quicken in so many ways.
I leaned down and kissed her, my heart full of emotion. I had never wanted anything more than I wanted her this moment.
Maybe a little time to leave this world and swim in the world of our own, where we can both be safe. Safe from everything and alone in our own world.
When I kiss her, there’s this feelings which engulf me, like a drug, it plays around with my brain and sets me off, makes me feel pleasurably dizzy and leaves me wanting more.
Lost in each other, in the moment, in the feeling. Every kiss, every touch, sent shivers down my spine, sent my heart racing. It was as if time stood still, as if nothing else existed but us, as if we were the only two people in the world.
I wanted to drown myself in her, get off this intoxicating feeling, but I knew that I had to take it slow, but how slow? Carmen knows how to drive me insane every single time and being in contact with her body doesn’t help matters at all. It makes me feel worse.
“Carmen, I can’t breathe.” I said as I stopped kissing her, stop sucking her and my eyes burning into hers.
She smiled at me, her face as red as an apple, and her eyes as sëxily dreamy as a seductress. She’s one hell of a seductress, someone who has her own way of messing with my life.
“That’s the idea,” she said, her voice low and husky. “When you’re with me, you don’t need to breathe.”
I nodded my head and kissed her again, this time not on her face or her lips, but on her neck, her sëxy neckline which always keeps me staring at her, keeps me lusting after her day in day out. I will wonder why she will have such a sëxy neck, I trailed my fingers around her neck. I touched the nape, felt it and I heard her soft Mõ@ns as she tried to pull me closer to herself. I wanted her to hold on tighter because I’m not letting go any moment from now.
I touched her jacket, and I realized how clothed she was. She tried to sit up while I fumbled with her clothe until I undressed her. I wasn’t satisfied until I took off her brá and her brßst was so bare to me. Her nï3ples pointing out to me. Calling for me to touch and feel them.
“Carmen…” I struggled to call while she smiled.
“You can’t feel yourself anymore?”
I nodded my head at her question. My blood rose higher from the moment I started taking off her clothes and it grew worse now that she’s naked.
I touched her hard nï3ples and she stiffened a Mõ@n, she was smiling, a lustful smile which made me harder than I was.
“You can have me as you want.” She whispered and I cursed her under my breath. Being the reason why I have to be this way is not fair. Why is it that each time I sight her skin, I lose it. Does it mean Carmen can be the death of me. Why is the little baby always making me helpless?
I’m gonna make her pay for being the witch, the seductress of my very own self. I pinned her to the bed, my hands caressing her bræst, playing with her nï0ples while my tongue played with her cleavages.
“Ahhh…” She Mõ@ned softly, like she was trying to hold back, why? She wanted this and she dares try to hold back. I will make sure she Mõ@n as loud as a jam box, she must shake this whole building with her own voice and I’m gonna make it happen.
My hands left her chest and began to move slowly to her stomach, I dipped the tip of my finger into her navel, caressing her hard stomach, feeling the warmth of my baby which was in there.
I stopped while she opened her dreamy eyes to look at me. She was breathing hard. Her eyes burning with passion for me. I could feel her heartbeat, racing in tandem with my own. As our eyes met, I felt a jolt of electricity, tingles of pleasures filled my stomach, transferring down to my groin.
“Our baby lives there.” She said while I nodded still caressing her stomach.
She rested her palms ontop of mine,”Is our baby gonna be fine?”
“Of course, our baby is going to be fine.” I assured her.
She nodded, her breathe coming shorter and shorter. “That’s why I’m going to create a world for my baby. A world where there will be less worries and headaches. A world my mom never gave me.”
My hands came to her face. “You are my world Carmen. The best thing that ever happened to me. You don’t have to feel bad because your mom was never there for you when you were growing up.”
She nodded her head, I leaned in and kissed her again, softly at first, and then with growing intensity.
My hands touched her pants, I slid my hand into her and I came in contact with her wetness. I touched her and she let out a loud Mõ@n gripping my shoulders.
I stopped and struggled to get her out of her pants, then her underpants and she was stark naked under me__I’ve seen her a number of times but I don’t think I will ever get used to seeing her naked. That’s a spell Carmen have casted on me.
I grunted as I touched her center, while she breathed in heavily watching me touch her, pleasure her, she gripped my shoulders, her fingers running deep into my flesh as her Mõ@ns came louder and louder as I kept fín?E?ing her.
Then she tried to hug me, her hands on my back, her sweaty skin rubbing off on mine, making me want her more because the sweet smell of her skin was so intoxicating. She was Mõ@ning directly into my ears, a perfect music for my ears.
“Ahhhh…Cardo” she Mõ@ned out my name and I wanted to hear more of this. I plunged in deeper, my fingers coming in contact with her wetness as each th-ru_st.
Her legs circled around my waist, pulling me in, she was grinding her hips to mine, she was rubbing her center against my hard d_1ck putting me off balance for a while. I stopped fín?E?ing her when I noticed how close she was.
I tasted her and the pain I felt in my groin due to restraint nearly put me out of breathe for some minutes.
We sat up, my legs stretched out with her on top of my thighs, her legs circled around my waist, she touched my t-shirt and began to pull it off, I raised my hands and the shirt passed through while she tossed it to the floor.
Dreamily, she touched my chest just like she always did every time she sees me shirtless. She stuck out her tongue and sucked at my abs. I clutched the sheets enjoying the sweet feeling of her tongue on my skin.
She touched my flap and I stiffened a groan. She unzipped my flap after unbuckling my pant and my manhood stuck out, hard asf!
She stood up slightly, guiding me into her and we both let out a heart-gasping Mõ@n when I went into her and on the other hand, she sat on top of my d_1ck.
“C..car…Cardo.” she groaned gripping me tight as I lifted her__ up and down __ up and then down__ up, slowly__then down__ I gripped her soft butt cheeks to aid our movement__ our beautiful rhythm__up and down__ savoring the feeling that came with this.
My blood was on fire, her skin rubbing against mine. I pulled her close to me, feeling her warmth against my skin. I could feel her heart beating, the rhythm matching my own.
I wanted to make this perfect for her, to make it glorious than we had ever had. I wanted to show her how much I loved her, how much I yearned for her, more than I used to. More than I’ve ever wanted her.
I moved slowly, taking my time to savor every moment. I wanted to memorize every detail, every sensation, every feeling, just like I’ve always done before.
“Car__do.” She called, her breathe seizing at every sound. She tried to keep an eye contact with me while struggling to keep it low on her Mõ@ns.
My senses were on high alert, every sound, every movement, every scent was heightened. I could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation building with every passing moment. I was completely focused on her, my whole being attuned to her every move. I was losing myself in her, and I didn’t want to find my way back.
She arched her back, her eyes closing as her body tensed. I could feel the change in her, the crescendo building, and I knew that she was close to the edge.
As I continued to move, I felt her body begin to tremble, her breathing becoming more and more ragged. She was getting close, so close. I could feel the electricity between us, the connection, the bond, growing stronger with every moment. She was like a force of nature, a storm that was about to break. I knew that when it did, it would be unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
I felt her body tense, and then release, as the storm broke. She cried out, her body trembling as the waves of pleasure washed over her.
And we lay next to each other, breathing heavily, we held each other close, enjoying the quiet intimacy of the moment. Her hair spread all over the pillow, her back against me. I put my arm on her waist, caressing her stomach and breathing into her neck. I loved the scent of her skin, more than anything else. It keeps me beautifully intoxicated all the time.
I spooned her, listening into her quick pants, I touched her hair and began to brush it with my long fingers. Her body shifted and turned to face me, her eyes soft and gentle. “I love you,” she whispered.
“Te amo más Carmen. (I love you more Carmen.)” I kissed her forehead. “Te amo más que a nadie. (I love you the most.)”
She smiled and snuggled closer, and I closed my eyes savoring this beautiful moment.
I found myself drifting off to sleep, still holding her close. I’m not sure if it’s minutes or hours later when I’m awoken by the feeling of her hand brushing against my cheek. I opened my eyes, still groggy, and she smiled down at me. “I’m going to make some coffee,” she said, “and then we can talk.” I nod, still not quite awake, and she gets up, pulling on a robe.
But wait? What? She wants to make coffee. I sprang up from the bed immediately, the sleep disappeared.
The thought of Carmen making coffee is not something to take lightly.
After a few minutes, she returns with two steaming mugs of coffee. She sets them down on the bedside table and crawls back into bed next to me.
“Carmen, you made coffee?” I asked as I carried one mug, I scented it, loving the sweet smell of hot coffee filing my nostrils.
“Yeah, you don’t want it. I make good coffees. Have a taste of it, maybe you will be able to trust me more.” She said in an urging tone and I took a sip, praying silently that it turns out well on my tongue. The last time I ate something Carmen prepared, I don’t want to remember the nightmares I had with the restroom for days that followed.
“How is it?” She asked while I’m still communing with my taste buds on how the coffee tasted.
“Not bad.” I said even though it tasted so sour in my mouth.
“Not bad?” She was frowning.
“Maybe that wasn’t the right word,” I said, trying to backtrack. “I meant that it’s good, really good.” I tried to sound convincing, but I could tell that she wasn’t buying it. “Look, I’m just not used to drinking coffee, that’s all,” I explained. “It’s not your fault, it’s just not my thing.”
She eyed me. She knew I was lying. “You know that’s not true right? Cardo loves coffee, you don’t have to lie your way through this.”
“We don’t have to drink coffee Carmen, I’m already glad to have you here with me. Free of worries for a while is better than a mug of coffee.”
“And you’re trying to speak your way out of this.” She replied rolling her eyes as she grabbed my mug and dropped it back on the table.
“You don’t have to drink it if you don’t want it. I don’t want you have you visiting the restroom all day like last time.”
I sighed in relief, grateful that she wasn’t going to push the issue. “Thank you,” I said, “for being understanding. And for making coffee, even if I don’t drink it.” I leaned in and kissed her cheek, and she smiled.
“You’re welcome,” she said, “I’m just happy to be here with you.” We sat there in companionable silence, enjoying each other’s company. It was a moment of simple, unadorned happiness, and I savored it. If only every day was like this for the two of us.
“What do you know about Uncle Lucas?” She suddenly broke the silence with her question while stroking my thigh and her head on top of my chest and my back resting on the pillows.
“Uncle Lucas??” I queried, the question was out of line. I mean we’re here together, enjoying each other’s company and the first thing she’s gonna ask is about Lucas, my silent Uncle who doesn’t talk much.
“Yes.”
“What about him.”
“Cardo, that’s why I’m asking you. I want to know him and that’s why I asked.”
“Uncle Lucas is a cool man. Have no troubles and easy going, he doesn’t like problem and when someone creates one, he likes to solve it to the end.”
“You think so?” She sat up, peering into my eyes. “You think he’s a cool man?”
I took a deep breath, unsure of how much to tell her. I didn’t want to worry her, but I didn’t want to lie to her either. “I’m not sure how much I should tell you,” I said finally. “Uncle Lucas is… complicated.”
“Complicated how?” She asked, sitting up to look at me. “You can tell me anything, you know that right?”
I took a deep breath. “Uncle Lucas is involved in some things that are… not very good but apart from that, he’s a nice person.”
“What kind of things?” She asked, sounding genuinely curious. “Are they illegal or just… morally questionable?”
“I’m not sure if they’re illegal, but they’re definitely morally questionable.” I didn’t want to say too much, but I also didn’t want to lie to her. “I’m just not sure if he’s someone you should get involved with but at same time, he’s not the type of person to go the extra length of killing his fellow man.”
She looked at me, her eyes searching mine. “Do you think so?” She asked, her voice soft.
“Yeah.” But something was unsettling about her question. “Is anything wrong? Do you think Uncle Lucas is a bad person?”
“No, I think he’s cool.”
“Carmen,” I held her arms. ” I know so many things are going on around us, between us, and you can suspect anyone, you can try solving everything but becareful, one step at a time so you don’t get us in trouble. Okay?” She nodded her head.
“I’m fine.” She rested her head on my chest.
“I’m doing all I can to keep everyone safe.” I said and I really meant it, I might be slow in problem solving, especially ones like this but I’m taking cautious measures since the death of my father. I don’t want to make any rash moves in order to avoid problems and putting Carmen and our baby in danger especially now that I was asked to sign off that company__
“Do you have any tracker on Uncle Lucas?” She asked breaking through my thoughts while stroking me with her fingers.
“Yeah but they’re all work related.”
“How about I see them.”
I turned her face to look at me. “What’s with you and Uncle Lucas? Do you think he’s involved in anything?”
“I’m just curious to know him. He’s the only person in your family who’s got a good heart and I’m worried, maybe he’s the next target at home.”
“Come on, no one can target him, he’s a smart man, more than any of my uncles or grand uncles and aunts.”
“Hmmm, I need to tail him, do you think I should do that?”
“Uncle Lucas??” I looked closely at her face. There’s something she’s not telling me. “Carmen, do you think Uncle Lucas is…”
“No, I don’t think so.” She interrupted, “I just want to know him more. I realized that he’s the only person in your family which I don’t know of so much. Maybe I want to meet him this evening after the funeral service.”
“If that’s what you want but becareful.” I took her hand in mine. “I just want to keep you safe, Carmen. I know that you’re a strong woman, but sometimes, it’s okay to be cautious.”
She nodded. “I understand. I’m not going to do anything without talking to you about it first. I promise.” She leaned in and kissed me, and I felt a rush of relief.
I smirked, circling my arms around her waist, a tip of my finger on the rope of her robe.
“Carmen, how about we__” she had begun to pull back, “how about we do something this morning.”
“No,” she pushed my face away when I tried to kiss her.
“Why?” I asked trying to get off her robe. “You don’t want me?”
“Who the heck will sleep with his wife on the day of his father’s funeral service?”
I pouted and then shrugged. “I guess I’m the first person.”
“Cardo!!”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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