Tied to a Cervantes

Chapter 4

Abrianna

"Move out and sleep in the other room, Cervantes" He didn't listen. He lays on my bed instead. Fuck. This  man is killing my patience! I breath out loud.

"I said move out, Cervantes. You're invading enough personal space" He leans back on the headboard.

"You are tiring yourself out, wife. Sleep and take a rest"

"Not when you're here" I am sleepy and tired but I won't leave my place. I am not going to adjust for this jerk.

Hinilot ko ang sentido ko nang maramdaman ang pagpintig nito. Fuck.  I can't believe Cervantes is stressing me out. If this is what he came for then fuck him for succeeding.

"Sleep Mrs. Cervantes" He taps the space beside him.

"Did you not hear what I said? Not when you are around"

He smirks then forcefully pulls me down beside him.

"Cervantes!"

He lays us down and hugs me tight. I wiggle to remove his grip but it won't loosen. He tightens his hold rather and pulls me closer to him. This is not fucking good.

"Fuck. Let me go you jerk!"

"Your scent's seductive, wife" Kinilabutan ako ng maramdam ang hininga niya sa leeg ko. I am wearing my white night dress and my neck and shoulder blades are exposed.

I gritted my teeth but at the same time control myself. "Move back Cervantes"

"Don't you have other words to say aside from pushing me away?"

Napasinghap ako ng maramdaman ko ang paghaplos niya sa tiyan ko. He is caressing my tummy, gently moving to my waist then to my belly.

"I am going to murder you, I fucking swear" I halt his hand when it attempted to move up to my bossom.

"I wanna see you try, wife" His voice is damn husky and teasing and it is not fucking helping. Sinubukan ko muling kumalas sa hawak niya pero ayaw talaga. Fuck this.

"You're not leaving. Sleep with me tonight" He scoots me closer to his body. Fuck! I cannot help but fucking mentally cuss when I felt his bulge on my back! Dammit. We are too close and intimate! Why am I  allowing this to happen?

I try to breath calm and focus on thinking despite his distracting maleness at my back. I stay silent and manage my breathing. Naging malakas at mabilis kasi ang paghinga ko simula nang hawakan niya ako.

When it becomes normal, mas lalo akong natahimik not because I succumb but because I am waiting for the perfect minute to be unlocked from Cervantes' arms. Because I believe everything has its own timing.

After like half a minute,  I felt him relax. His grip loosens a little and he seems at ease. I mentally grin.

"When did you arrive?" I played his fingers resting on my belly. Fuck. I feel nauseated. But I need to do this to distract him.

"Just this morning"

We sound like a fucking couple asking how each other's day went by.  When in fact we we are not though legally yes we are, but our situation made all the difference.

"You came with your private jet?" I further ask.

"My wife's getting to know me huh? It makes me wonder. What is she planning?" He monologues. Pero hindi ko mapigiling mainis. Damn. He is witty. I am just starting yet he caught me already. Fuck. Outsmarting Cervantes is fucking difficult. Might as well speak the truth then.