Heart of Pains

Chapter Thirty-Two

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Damien's POV

I woke up this morning expecting to see my wife's beautiful face just in the movies. However, she was not there. My high expectations came crashing down into my face. I really need to fill up her womb with babies, so that I don't need to get myself disappointed.

"Hey handsome," said a voice, and I turned my head to see that she was at the door maybe I did not check the left side of the bed then.

"Good morning," I replied trying to wipe my disappointment off my face.

"I really love watching you sleep and wake up pouting. You look adorable but I must go now. I need to head to work and approve a particular script that my people have been working on. It won't take much time, and I'll rush back here once I'm done," she said.

She started moving to me and placed a full-blown kiss on my mouth. Blood immediately rushed to my dick which was caused by seeing her in a tight blue gown that really brought out the beauty of her eyes.

Hannah's POV

God. Just that simple kiss is all it took before I craved dominance. It fueled my hunger for him and my mouth took every bit of what it wanted on its journey from his lips to his neck, and down to the center of his chest. A few moments later, I stopped kissing him and started to remove the dress.

"So, you're not going to work to approve your script?" he asked.

I shook my head. I have other plans in my mind.

"No. For now, I want to dominate you," I said climbing on top of him and dragging my wet slit all the way down his shaft. He hissed in response and his eyes flashed in protest.

I smiled down at him innocently, crossing my arms.

"What? I own the damn company, so the script can wait. Because for now, I need to mark my husband," I said with a grin as I slid back up, not quite giving him the pressure we yearned for.

"Mistress, I'm going crazy," he groaned in frustration.

"I know but I'm in charge. I do what I want when I want...." I shrugged and sank just far enough onto him that he groaned in relief, but I pulled off of him after a few seconds.

"We can do this all day..." My sentence was cut short, and my eyes widened when he grabbed my arm and pulled me down on him. I cried out in pleasure and pain, but I couldn't help but enjoy it.

"Fuck me, mistress," he pleaded, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through me.

"Get ready. I'm going to ride you so hard that I'll hear my name on your lips when you cum," I replied, lifting my hips and sliding back down so his shaft was deep inside me. "When you think of me, you'll grab yourself while doing so." I lifted my hand to the headboard and gripped it before leaning down to smash my lips against his.

I clenched my walls around him, and he moved his hand to my clit, rubbing it just the way I like it. When I let go of the headboard and lean back, placing my palms on the mattress, his cock hits my G-spot. I screamed as wave after wave of euphoria hit me.

"Fuck... me... Damien... hard," I begged.

He sat up, wrapping his arms around my waist and licking my skin from my shoulder to my earlobe. His fingers then dug into my hip, and I relished the feeling of him taking control. He pulled me down to meet his thrusts, his chest rubbing against my nipples, and his breath in my ear.

I'm on the verge of doing exactly what he wanted, but I wanted us to do it together.

"Cum with me," I panted, tightening around his cock.

"Keep gripping me like that mistress and I will," he replied.

I clenched around him tighter, pausing the movement of my lips for a moment before resting my forehead against his.

Why do I feel like this is more than just sex? I thought as he bit down on the curve of my neck to hold himself together.

"Fuck.... Hannah... fuck," he groaned as he released warm cum deep inside me. I welcomed every one of them, and I also gave him all of it before I collapsed on top of him. He lays back on the mattress.

"That was amazing," he said while kissing my neck.

"Yes, it was, Damien," I replied, standing up to redress and trying to focus on the script.

Seeing my mind was back on my work, he sighed.

"Oh, well, maybe you should sign that next week. It's the weekend, and you know our kids are coming back next week. So, let's enjoy today, please. I mean, I've never seen you loosen up a bit. Relaxing is a part of living," he said, pouting a little.

"Wow, no wonder you're a businessman. You can give a very convincing speech," I teased, making him blush.

"Well, what can I say? Maybe you should blush more often for me. I love it, Damien. But you see, that script isn't going to change my mind that easily. You'll have to come up with something more convincing than that. Now, I need a quick bath," I said, determined to stick to my decision.

When I was done with my bath, I stepped outside our room and noticed that he wasn't there. I assumed he had gone to take a shower in one of the guest rooms. My phone started ringing, and I found it on the bed. I didn't even remember leaving it there. It must have been my undercover source calling to inform me about the information I needed.

After taking care of my business, I went downstairs to find my husband in the kitchen. The sight warmed my heart, and for the first time, I didn't mind the idea of being in this domestic setting. Perhaps, I could get used to it after all.