Chapter One Hundred and thirty four

The weekend rolled by quickly. We stayed cooped up in the penthouse having fun until Sunday afternoon when we had to join the family for lunch.

Damien was so caring all through our stay and even when I wanted him to touch me, he insisted that he wanted me to be over the soreness before eventually going all in again. I had to insist that I was fine before we had a little deep action in the wee hours of Sunday morning. It felt better than the first time even when it was so simple and slow but the soreness was out of the way.

"Hmm you're glowing." Tracy gave me a suspicious glance as we settled down for lunch.

"Uh thank you?" I didn't know how if that was a compliment or something.

She shook her head in thought.

"No no, you have that 'I just got laid' glow on. Right Amy?"

She called for Amy's attention.

"Yeah, I was just telling mom the exact same thing. She thinks you're pregnant." Amy whispered the last sentence.

"I have no idea what you guys are talking about." I denied as I held on to little Sky and rocked her lightly.

"Ha! Denial is the number one pointer." Tracy countered.

"But let's face it, what do you think they would go on a weekend getaway for? To ride cargo trains or each other?" Amy rhetorically asked, making Tracy snort in laughter while I turned crimson red.

"You two are crazy." I shook my head, unable to fight back the laughter that surged through me but pulled back on it when I caught him staring at me. I smiled at him and he mirrored it, winking as well, making me blush slightly.

"You two should remember that we're still right here." Amy muttered, making faces at her brother who sneered right back.

"Don't be so jealous Amelia." He mocked.

"Not even a chance Damy." She retorted.

I stood up to avoid the bickering between the two overgrown babies.

"I'm just going to sit next to my husband now. Bye you two."

I took Sky with me and went towards the head of the table set outside, in the garden for the outdoor lunch.

I sat next to him, offering him a chance to hold the baby but he declined with the excuse that lunch was about to start and I needed to hand the baby over to the nanny.

I wondered what it was about kids that made him so sensitive but threw the thought out of my head as soon as it came.

We said grace and soon started eating. All was good until it was time for dessert and I felt Damien rubbing on my thigh from under the table.

I shoved his hand off me knowing how weird things would get if he did anything silly. I looked up and found that he was staring straight ahead like nothing was happening.

Like a sneaky snake, his fingers shot through my dress, and rubbed on my clit through my panties.

Why did I make the mistake of wearing a short dress?

I bit back a moan as I held on to the edge of the table.

If hee continued with his torture, I was going to embarrass myself in front of everyone.

"Er erm." I cleared my throat.

"Excuse me." I pushed my chair back and stood up.

"Are you okay babe?" He innocently asked.

"Yeah um, I just have to go to the bathroom." I said, gulping down a bit of saliva, as I looked around at everyone who had their eyes on me.

I didn't wait for a response before rushing off into the house.

I took off my heels as soon as I got into our bedroom and puffed out some air as I laid on my back staring up at the high ceiling.

Memories of this morning soon clouded my vision:

Early that morning...

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"Hmm." I sighed as he plastered kisses over my navel area.

"Let's go back to sleep babe." His groggy voice said, after stopping abruptly. I had woken him up from his slumber minutes earlier cause I couldn't get back to sleep and we got a little busy.

"No, I don't want to." I whined in protest.

"So what do you want to do?" He sleepily asked.

I bit on my lower lip as I slowly wiggled my hips so that I rubbed on his cock. He shook his head.

"Babe you're still sore." He said.

"I'm not." I refuted, giving him doe eyes, hoping that would get him to give in.

He gave me a look, as if asking if I was sure.

"I promise." I insisted.

"Tell me if it hurts, okay?" He said softly before kissing on my lips.

I nodded.

He gradually pulled my panties off, just as he pushed his shorts down, positioning himself at my entrance.

He pushed himself into me slowly and filled me up. My mouth opened but no words came out. It felt so good, too good.

He slowly came out and went in again and I wrapped my legs just above his waist, locking my ankles against each other. He propped his elbows on either side of my head and let his lips do his magic on my lips, neck and shoulders as he stroked me slowly.

"Ohh,"

"Hmm,"

"Ahh."

Those were the only sounds I could make whenever he moved skillfully inside me, rolling his hips and waist as he moved. His slow and steady pace made me want to beg him to go in harder but there was a lot of time for that. This feeling was everything.

Slow, steady and deeply penetrating. That's how his thrusts went until I had an earth shattering orgasm and he came soon after.

He stayed inside me for a while after that, kissing me and reminding me of how much he loves me. It was the most beautiful thing ever. I heaved a satisfied sigh when he pulled out of me and held me close after covering us up with the blanket.

*Flashback over*

I sighed as my reminiscence came to an end.

"Still using the bathroom huh?" I heard his smug voice as the door came open.

"You know exactly why I left Kingston." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me." He gave me an intense stare.

"Why not?"

"If you do that again, I'll bend you over and spank you."

"Yeah whatever." I muttered but I didn't do it again cause I knew he was capable of making good his word.

"Did you take the pills this morning?" He asked, squatting in front of me. My mouth formed a circle.

"I forgot, sorry." I whispered.

He glared at me and I avoided his intimidating gaze, staring down at my fingers.

He stood up and grabbed a bunch of similar medicine bottles from a shelf.

"Here," he handed me two plastic bottles. I hesitantly took them from him.

"I'll keep the rest for future purposes. Take two of that every time we have sex. Don't forget and even if you do, I'll remind you." He instructed.

"Why on earth do you have a stash of contraceptives? Why not condoms?" I asked.

"They're not a hundred percent safe. Plus," he gave a lustful glance.

"I like it raw." He completed as he bent over to squeeze my ass as he kissed me.

"Hmm." I chuckled nervously, trying to hide my discomfort at the situation of things.

"Oh shit." He glanced at his watch.

"I have some work to attend to. I'll see you later babe." He said, pecking my lips lightly before jogging out of the room.

I grunted as soon as I heard the door shut.

Glancing at the pills in my hands, I tutted in disapproval. I couldn't avoid taking it because he would know if I didn't but I wanted us to have babies even though we just started having sex, I felt like a baby would make our relationship more special. But, I couldn't defy his orders, it was a risk I was not willing to take.

"I'll talk to him about it sometime later. For now, I'm just going to keep enjoying some good, safe sex." I eventually decided aloud.

What was the rush? I could always tell him at a later date. For now, I was just going to enjoy the moment and all the goodness it came with. No questions asked.