Page 64 of The Wife Deception
"Your friend confronted me in front of Nolan's family and I had to take it because I didn't know what to do or say."
Aelin smirked. "But none of them suspected anything? Look at you. You are wearing my shoes quite well."
"Fuck off, Aelin."
She chuckled and got up.
"What are you doing?"
"Leaving. That's what you wanted, right?"
I nodded wearily.
She flashed a smile that did not reach her eyes. "See you later, bitch."
32
Nolan
Aelin was awake when I came back from the closet. "Morning." Her voice was groggy and the tops of her breasts popped out of the sheets as she stretched. My dick hardened. We spent the better part of last night in each other's arms. I should be over her by now. She should bore, but the opposite was happening. I wanted her more than ever. I averted my gaze and went to the chest of drawers, took out a tie, and began tying it. My gaze focused on the mirror, focused on the act. My hands slackened, however, when, through the mirror, I saw her rise out of the bed, crawl out of it and strolled towards me.
"Ay..." I said as her hands slid around my shoulders to grab my tie. I was already late because I woke up so late. She turned me around. "I wanna help you," she said and took the tie and expertly twisted it into a knot. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked.
I attended private school for a hot five minutes, and they made us wear ties.
Something about her in the file reminded me she attended a Swiss boarding school all of her high school. But that wasn't what I would call a hot five minutes. But all of that flew out of my head when she untied the tie and threw it around her neck. The two ends down to her chest, barely covering her hard nipples. Her hands traveled down my chest. I gulped. "Ay... I'm going to be late."
"You already are late," she said as she slid down to her knees and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoning my pants. I should stop her, I thought. She dropped my pants and took out my cock from my briefs. Maybe I should—I sucked in my breath when I sensed her warm mouth around me. "Fuck."
She took me in her mouth, slowly, as though testing me. Letting me slide down her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. She pulled me out of her mouth until she reached the tip, only to do it again. My knees buckled, and I pressed one hand on the drawers behind me while I placed theother hand on the back of her head, as she increased her pace. Gradually sucking me like a vacuum until she was bobbing her head up and down my cock. "Fuck, you're so good." She growled in approval, her voice humming on my cock. Her eyes looked up at me. She looked so angelic. Like a corrupted angel. My hand tightened around her hair as she drew her mouth out and licked the head, her tongue licking the slit, licking around the head and swallowing me whole again. If she continued like this, I was going to bust. I pulled her head back and my dick plopped out of her mouth.
"I want to be inside you."
I lifted her up by the waist and carried her to the bed, where I sat down on the edge and thrust her down on my cock. "You were already wet," I said in her ear as she rode me, holding onto my shoulders for support. She nodded, a frown on her face. "You enjoyed sucking me?" She nodded again. My hands found her waist, and I helped her ride me. Her boobs brushed my face in the best way possible. I took one in my hand. It felt heavy as I palmed it. Her reaction when I flicked her nipple was amazing. Her pussy gripped my cock, and I almost came at that moment. I looked at her face. She had her eyes closed, head tilted to the ceiling, but she instinctively opened her eyes and gazed down at me. I drew her down for a kiss wanting to connect with her on more than justsex. Tasting myself on her tongue was a heady, erotic feeling.
"Look at me," I said.
She kept her eyes focused on mine, our heads touching as a wave of ecstasy washed over me. I was losing control. My hands were all over her hair. Her waist. Her breasts. Her hair. "I'm so close," she said in my ear. My lips caught hers and I kissed her so deeply and she responded with the same enthusiasm. The walls of her pussy gripped my cock as she came, setting off my orgasm. We came together, our bodies shaking as I lost balance and fell down on the bed. She followed me, falling on top of me as the last remanence of her orgasm trembled through her body.
She got onto her hunches and stared down at me. Her eyes glinted, and her skin glowed under the sheen of sweat glittering in the morning sun. "You're so beautiful." I blurted the words out without thinking and didn't regret one bit.
Her smile warmed my heart. "Thank you. So are you."
I chuckled. "I don't think anyone has ever said that tomebefore."
She brushed my forehead. "And now I have made pretty boy late."
I kissed her. "It's my company. They can wait."
***
"Has he signed?" I asked when I burst into the conference room. I told my assistant to tell everyone to start the meeting without me and by the time I arrived, they were halfway through. Two hours late to work, one for the record books for a stickler like me, and yet I had zero regret. Finley, the CFO, was in the middle of a presentation. She had a pointer in her hand that she absent-mindedly tapped on the table while a PowerPoint with graphs glowed on the projector screen behind her. All seven of the meeting attendees were listening to her attentively until I walked in, at which point all heads swiveled in my direction.
The head of legal, Victor, a tiny balding man, shook his head. "He said he was too sick to attend to it. I thought you knew."
"Kenneth never spoke to me." What was the old man playing at? I had given him everything he wanted, minus the child, but he didn't know that.
"Has he given his granddaughter the power of attorney?" Finley said, "She could sign, right?"
