Taming the Bitch (COMPLETED) Wattys2018

Chapter XLII - Her Heaven

Another night has passed. But this time, it is no longer as cold as the nights she had. Underneath her is a warm muscled body carrying her weight as her upper body lies on his naked chest. His thick greyish hair from the chest down to his navel is starting to tickle her now that she's already half conscious. His breathing pattern lulling her back to sleep and if it isn't for the phone that kept on ringing on the side table, she would have been lost in dreamland with him holding her so close like this.

Groaning, Gabrielle reaches for the bloody phone, turning off the alarm that cut her dreams. With squinting eyes, she checks on the time. It's past nine in the morning! She has tens of meetings and deals to close today and she still on bed---no, not ON bed.

She's still on Vincent! Lying almost naked with just a thin lingerie she chose to wear last night for their "supposed" first night.

Trying not to wake up the beautiful beast underneath her, she lifts herself up from his naked chest to slowly get off the bed. The blanket covering her back falls on his legs...

Revealing what made her almost scream if she wasn't quick to cover her face with both palms!

Wait! Did they...

No! Definitely not! She doesn't feel strange down there and she knew that if they did it last night, she wouldn't be able to even move right at this moment given how...

She peeks on his member from in between her candle-like fingers as she gulps.

God help her! With shaking hands because of embarrassment, she reaches for the blanket, lifting its edge with her fore finger and thumb before throwing it onto his body to cover his nudity.

She can feel her face heating up at the sight of him.
She had been lying flat on his naked and warm body all throughout the night, but seeing him naked, almost making her eyes feast on the sinfully beautiful body under her...feeling the heat rumbling inside her just anticipating how full she would feel had he claimed her with his impossibly huge masculinity...Gabrielle could only shake her face against her palms as she tries to wash away her thought!

She's reacting like a teenager! She's a goddamn doctor and it hadn't been the first time she is seeing a naked body. But, we are talking about Vincent here!

We are talking about her husband who would in no time, own everything about her.

Vincent groans a little as he lies on his side, his arm wrapping her waist as she sits beside him on the bed.

"Bella..." he whispers as he pushes himself closer to her until he naturally lifts his head and puts it on her lap.

"Just stay here, baby..." he whispers in his sleep as he very lavishly uses her lap as his pillow.

"Wake up now, baby..." she whispers surprised with herself that she just called him in the same endearment. Biting her lip afterwards praying that he didn't hear her.

But before she knew it, Vincent is already grinning widely like a boy without even bothering to open his eyes. He then wraps his arms around her waist as he turns his head, leaning his face closer to her until his lips are kissing her womb.

"Now you're forgiven..." he murmurs on top of her womb making her reach for his head and finding herself combing his thick hair.

"For what sin...?" She asks as her fingers get lost in his mane repeatedly.

"For sleeping on me and leaving me aching all night." He replies not bothering to look up to her. His face is just planted on top of her flat womb.