Arranged: Bound By Contract (girlxintersex)

Chapter 47

Chapter 47
Stella POV

Nothing seemed amiss in the office. Everythingwas in place. Nothing at all, so I'm not sure what she has to show me. Shegestured for me to sit on a chair as she stood by her desk, close to thelaptop.

I went over and sank into the chair, gently spinning it about, my eyes going upto see she was now gesticulating at the screen. At first, I merely stared, withlittle meaning. But when I moved the chair closer to the desk, I noticed aGoogle tab opened with Private aircraft.
"You have a new private plane?" I inquired, as I read in the cornerof the screen. She was the proprietor of it, and it also indicated that shewould be leaving for The Maldives tomorrow.

"Who is going to Maldives? You? Is it working?" I inquired, glancingat the return date. "Will you be spending a month?" I assaulted herwith questions. I move uneasily in my chair. One month without her. I'dprobably be relentless.

Perhaps if I had despised her, I would have been out of this chair and in theroom packing her stuff to go.

"Not for work." She said. "We didn't go on a honeymoon, andyou are my wife. So we should do just that."

"A honeymoon?" I forgot about it. And wasn't a honeymoon;for more for couples who were fresh out of church. I looked up and sawthat she was serious about this. She practically purchased a private jet andflew to the Maldives for our honeymoon holidays. "Are you serious?"

"I am,"

Nathalie, who was at the entrance, had her eyes almost shut from smiling toohard. She offered an approving nod. I rise up immediately, my gaze drawn to thescreen as I realize we're going tomorrow.

"We are actually going!" I screamed enthusiastically. "Nopranks! We really do get a honeymoon?"

"We do,"
I leap into her arms and shake her. "We're going on vacation! Across theworld! Yes!" I continued shaking her. She simply stood there, allowing me.

"For one month!" I yipped.

But then I looked at Nathalie. My shaking slowed, and I gently slithered awayfrom her body. "What about Nathalie?"

She giggled.

"When we return, you and she can choose a two-week holiday destination,either locally or abroad."

"Until then, I'll babysit your house." She laughed. "Andthinking about where we can go." She squealed. She is simply the cutest. Iskipped over to her, and we bounced around, letting out a slew of loud squealslike newborn birds.

"Oh my God, girls."
We swing each other in a circle. Nathalie's vibes and bright energy rub off onme, much like her flowers. I was thriving in her presence. I'm always smilingand learning something.

"We cannot stop!" I shouted.

She hugged me, and we continued to swing around. "This is the best dayever,"

"Its the best day for me too."
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I read what little information my brain could find on the Maldives. So far, Iknow at least five facts. I know it was near Sri Lanka and India. They have stunningwhite sand beaches. glistening pure water.
Beautiful and lovely surroundings, and I was excited about the private roomsout on the peaceful, beautiful sea.

I wanted to learn about the history and traditions, but I had a headache frombeing so delighted. "Did you know they have blue lagoons? Will we gothere? I questioned Mateo, who was sitting on her side of the bed, reading froma piece of paper.

"Mmm, yes."

"And do you know that the island has romantic cabins?"

"That is where you will be headed."

I exclaimed, "Really?" as I turned off my phone and grabbed thedocument from her. She clamps down on it.

"It's time to rest, and I want your attention."

She scowled at me over the spectacles' frame, which was perched on her nosebridge, while her head tipped to one side. "Its really important. Give itback!"

"You can look at it tomorrow," I said, folding the page.

She glared for a bit before sighing and sliding her spectacles off. Shemassaged her eyes, squinting slightly. "Just set it down right here."She mentioned tapping right close to my phone.

"And you're not going to take it back?"

She shakes her head.

My brows widened, reluctant, but I crept over and carefully rested it down. Assoon as the paper reached the tables, she grabbed me and shoved my back againstthe cover. She hovered above me.
Her fingertips tickled my stomach, and I burst out laughing, urging for her tostop.

"Not stopping until you tell me why you don't want me to finishedup,"

"Because...." I hiccup with laughter. Her fingertips felt likefleets of ants crawling across my tummy.

"Because?"

"Because when you're in the bedroom, I want your whole attention." Imanaged to get out with a single gulp of breath. Her fingers came to a suddenhalt and soon transformed into a delicate caress. The mood swiftly transitionedfrom fun to sexual as I grabbed her shirt and dragged it off, simply so I couldcontrol her lips.
Her lips battled mine, and when she realized she wasn't winning, she held medown, pushing her lips away while making sexual overtures with her dark eyes.She pushed her cock against my region.

My yearning for her felt like ripe fruit. Ready to pick. Prepare to bite intothe sweet, crisp, and fresh fruit.

"What're we doing?" She inquired as her covered push came to a slowsteady. So I began to meet her thrust, preventing her from stopping.

"You're going to take me?"

"Why? Is it something you want."

"It is something I need." I wanted her to take me. Lust took over herbody, and just connecting her lips briefly was enough for her ravenous spiritto pollute mine. We both ravished each other's garments and left them flyingall over the room.

We started rolling, with me on top, and then she took over. We rolled till wegot to her side of the bed, near the drawer. She took it out and grabbed forthe condom's square pocket.

"No!" I said, slapping the condom away. "I want to feelit."

"You'll become pregnant and—"

"It does not matter we're you are married."

"No regrets, do you mean it?" You will not wake up in a panic. I knowthis could be a spar—"

"I just want to experience it within me, you know. I want to feel itdeeply. I'd like to know how it feels when you let your seed flood in me."

"You'll breed, that's what will happened to you?"

"I want it." I want to get knocked up and around by her. I wasn'tbecoming pregnant because my mother instructed me to secure the bag. I didn'twant to secure a bag anymore. I desire a family. I have a genuine family. And Iwas glad it didn't take me several years to figure it out.

"Are you sure?"

I didn't know why she was so concerned if I was to breed. "Wouldn't youwant it?"

"It's everything I've been hoping for. I just don—" she murmured, andas I drew her into me, we resumed kissing.

"We'll simply try this and see where it leads us." I reassured. Weboth looked, nude bodies breathing in unison. This was our soul preparing tounite. We were about to accomplish our marriage goals. We gently drew threadwith our lips again. Our lips are moving to enjoy each other. It was not acompetition. No one wins. Nobody came out on top.

One of her hand, take mine, as like wings, she laid it out, her fingerstrailing a line, out lips still satisfying one another Her fingers reaching thecenter of my palm, where she wrote represent, I couldn't tell what it was; allI knew was that the emotion was too exquisite, and I hoped I could frame it.

We were at ease. We love each other. There was no passion in our eyes now. Shedidn't enthusiastically stick the tip of her pole in. It was slow and romantic.It didn't hurt like I expected. Because her softness made my region melt withpleasure. It was just slightly constricted, but I could feel her deep withinme.

I pull her close to me, my hand resting over her shoulder as her face sinksinto my neck and my chin gently rests on top of her back. She softly slippedout of me before gently thrusting back in. She repeated this several times, andmy teeth itched lightly in my fingers.

When I felt ready, I started grinding on her. Both of our groans sound like asinging choir. I put kisses on her shoulders. "You don't realize how muchthis means to me." She spoke in a strained tone. She drew me awayslightly while keeping her gentle thrust.

She halted the tears that were about to fall out of the corners of my eyes.
"I always envisioned us, rough in bed, not this soft and serene."

I gasped as she pushed in further. She strikes something, and I could taste thesweetness of euphoric on my mouth. I wanted her to taste it too, so I drew herdown for a kiss, my hand clutching her firm body. This was how I wanted therest of my life to be—in the bedroom. To be pinned with her, as I witnessedsomething amazing. Her placing her seed in me to be planted and grown intosomething beautiful, and me loving it as my scream reaches her ears.