Hörny Boss

Chapter 46

VERA'S POV 

Yeah, he can control his mood, but not his libido, and I love the way he responds to my kisses and caresses. I licked his bare back and bit his skin while he kept twitching.

I touched him tenderly. "Should I stop playing with… you? Really? Seriously? Can I do that? I bet you don't want me to!" I whispered.

"Fùck it, you don't ever listen!" He cursed under his breath.

I laughed and released him. I jumped onto his back. My legs surrounded his waist, my fingers gripped his hair, my tongue licked his ears and I heard him groan.

"Vera, we can't!" He gripped my hands and pulled them away from his hair.

"Why can't we?" I asked him as I slid off him and stood in the water.

He turned around and held my hands. "I know what you want and how you want it, I'm sorry that I can't give it to you because I'm a monster when it comes to fûck,"

"It… doesn't matter now," I mumbled.

"It matters… a lot because you are gonna get hurt… badly, and you haven't even healed up the last time we did it. We also have a child to protect," he rubbed my tummy proudly.

"I guess I was dreaming too big!" I laughed humorously and hugged him.

"Anyway, I must take revenge for what you did to me!" He joked.

"I'm an amateur seducer!" 

"That's not true; you are the best for me because merely looking at your body puts me in the mood. You are a damn temptress," he disagreed.

We stood in the cold water for almost three minutes, in each other's arms before he undressed me and carried me inside.

"Sit here, I will make something hot for you." He said as he put me down on the couch. 

I looked at his bum as he walked shamelessly out of sight. "Men's bums aren't supposed to be twerking when they walk!" I commented loudly.

"I heard that!" He called from the kitchen.

"I was saying that you have nice bums!" I laughed.

"I know what I heard!" He shouted.

"All right! You stink!" 

"Please keep it down, Tim might wake up if you keep shouting like that," he said as he came out with a cup of hot chocolate.

"Exactly what I need. Thanks," I touched my lips and placed it on his. "What's Tim's full name? I don't know the exact…"

"Don't tell me you don't read the holy book. Monica's family is dedicated to the church. Half of their descendants answer names from the Bible except Delilah, so our son was taken to church and Timothy is his baptism name," he explained broadly.

"Who answers Delilah? I was a Christian too, but I gave up on church after my parents broke the promise they made to themselves at the altar. I decided that those vows meant nothing, neither does the place where they are taken!" I flouted.

"Not all marriages are meant to be. Not every dream comes true. Sometimes, we think that something is gonna last, especially feelings, then at a point, we find out it's just a mere thought."

"Crap!" I exclaimed, dismissing his words. "Goodnight, sweetheart!" 

I drained the cup of chocolate, pushed it into his hands, and went upstairs. I felt his eyes follow me until I entered my room and locked it. I needed to be alone so I could concentrate on getting more help for him.

I woke up early the next morning and entered the kitchen first to prepare breakfast. I was almost done when he sneaked into the kitchen and hugged me from behind.

"Good morning, baby. How's your night?" He greeted me, kissing my neck.

"It was cool. Just missed you," I said, pulling out of his arms.

"Are we cool?" He asked, pushing his hands into his pockets.

"Of course, but you need to go to work early. I chatted with one of my friends in New Delhi, India. He's very good at designing. He promised to come here tomorrow too, and that means you have to go to the company and call an emergency meeting so you can chip your workers in on what's up next," I said and dropped a quick kiss on his lips.

"You did? Thanks very much, Vera," he grinned.

"You are welcome, now get out of my kitchen and go show the world what you've got!" I pushed him outside the kitchen.

"What about breakfast?!" He asked when I shut the door on his face.

"Man shall not live by bread alone!"

"Says by who?"

"Says the Bible, dummy! I thought you knew the holy book!" I laughed.

"You can't be serious! It better not apply to the other food, it's the most important!" 

"You are a fûcking sinner, Jack. Don't dare preach the gospel to me again. Don't panic, I have packed up both breakfast and lunch for you,"