After The I Do's (Complete)

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I walked out of the bathroom and Kaz dropped my phone immediately. I pretended not to notice and walked to the closet. For a while now, Kaz has been checking my phone, asking questions whenever I take a call or something. I pinned it down to him being insecure so I didn't say anything. At least for now. I didn't have anything to hide so I left him to keep checking my phone.

He has strength

I began wondering why he would look through my phone. We've been officially together for six months now and I'm sure I haven't given him a reason to suspect me. I shook my head and began to look through my clothes. Not wanting to wear any of mine, I wore one of Kaz's shirts and walked into the room

"You look sexy" his eyes trailed my body

"I always look sexy Kaz" I replied nonchalantly and he laughed

"Yes, you do. Come let's sleep. I have a long day tomorrow"

I climbed into the bed, and lay beside him, placing my head on his chest, one of my arms around his waist and my leg on his leg. His arm which was under me pulled me closer and rested on my butt, grabbing it and squeezing it. A squeak left my lips and I smacked his chest

"Don't be violent woman. I'm allowed to touch you"

I laughed and closed my eyes "you can touch me as much as you want"

I hoped he would do more than touching but he didn't. I haven't had sex since Kaz told me that he liked me and for me, that was a long time. I was sexually frustrated. He kissed my forehead and mumbled a small goodnight to which I replied.

Well, sleep here I come.

I entered the kitchen and began to cook. I came home around three in the afternoon, so I gave Constance and Nikky the rest of the day off. I ran around the kitchen cooking. I realized how much Kaz loved it whenever I cooked, especially if I prepare his tribal dish. Recently, I was spending a lot of time with Kaz's parents. Kate had taught me to cook a lot of Yoruba dishes so the day I cooked Efo riro with Amala, he looked like he was going to cry. Said that the effort I took to learn how to cook the food made him happy. If I had known cooking it would get him emotional, I wouldn't have.

Only because I was on the verge of crying too

I finally added the green beans and green pepper to the stew, then covered the pot. I put the fried chicken into a casserole and began cleaning the kitchen. The door opened and I headed to the parlour. I walked in and saw Kaz slumped on the couch, his eyes closed.

"Hey babe" I sat beside him and he slowly opened his eyes to look at me

"Baby! You're home early" he looked surprised and I gave him a sly smile

"I wanted to cook for you" I replied, then loosened his tie

"Okay," he smirked and watched me "so what am I having for dinner?"

I climbed onto his laps and began to slowly undo his buttons "depends on what you want to eat" I whispered seductively, then trailed my finger down his bare chest and his eyes lit in desire

His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer and he kissed me. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my hand around his neck, kissing him back. His lips left mine, trailing kisses down to my jaw, then to my neck. He sucked harshly and finally moved down to my boobs, biting my hardened nipples over the fabric of my singlet. I moaned as my hand clutched his neck, encouraging him. He kissed back to my lips and I began grinding on him. Then I froze

Your food is on the fire stupid

I pulled away quickly and got off his laps in a hurry. He looked confused but I paid no attention to him