Chapter One Hundred and thirty six

Mondays are the worst. As a freaking billionaire, I wasn't supposed to be so stressed out. That's why I had lots of employees hired but it seemed like it was so much worse.

"I'm tired." I said out of the blue, getting up to pick up my suit jacket while I tucked my cellphone in my pocket.

"Heading home sir?"

"As a matter of fact, yes Drew, I'm going home."

"See you tommorow." I said.

"Yes boss. Say me hi to the Mrs." He gave me a mock salute.

"You wish." I scoffed.

I got into the elevator, heading down to the private parking lot while I picked up my phone to dial Ariana.

"Hey Damien." Her soft, angelic voice came through after the third ring.

"How's your day going?"

"It's good. From the looks of things, interior design is going to be done and over with before the week ends." She sounded elated. I was happy for her.

"Fantastic." I said. "How were your driving lessons today?"

"Oh yeah they went great. I'm slowly getting the hang of driving." She told.

"What about you? How's your day been?"

"Great. I'm heading home right now." I informed her, hoping she'd be excited about it.

"Oh that's early."

"Yeah, are you going to be home anytime soon?" I inquired

"I actually promised Natalie I'll treat her to dinner. I didn't think you would be back so early on a Monday."

"Oh," I could barely hide the disappointment in my tone.

"I'll make it as quick as possible, I promise."

"It's alright. Have fun." The words tasted sour in my mouth cause why would she be having fun without me?

"Love you." She said and hung up before I could respond.

"Love you too." I said anyways.

I was almost rethinking my decision of closing early but honestly I was tired and just wanted to be babied by my wife. But unfortunately for me, she had other plans.

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I glanced at the digital clock once again and groaned at how slow the time seemed to be going. It was past six pm, I had been home for over two hours.

I kept my laptop aside and paced the room for a little while, fighting the urge to call her again. I had to stop to go take a drink.

I was already by the bar pouring myself a mix when the door pulled open behind me.

"Hey babe."

I heard shuffling, before the scent of feminine designer perfume wafted through my nostrils.

I spun around and gave her a brief once-over. She was clad in a red corporate dress and heels, with her handbag hanging from her right wrist while her her waist-length hair hung in a ponytail behind her head.

I left early for work so I did not get to see her outfit before going and now that I had the chance, I had to appreciate her with my eyes.

"How was your dinner?" I asked after we broke our hug to stare at each other while I still held on to her waist.

"It went really well. Have you had dinner yet?" She asked, placing both palms on my bulging biceps.

"No, I had a late lunch and I'm not so hungry." I said.

"Okay, I'll just go freshen up. Gimme a few minutes." She pulled away and dropped one peck on my left cheek before catwalking to the closet. Soon, I heard the sound of a running shower.

I took one last gulp of my drink and dropped the glass, licking my lips at the burning but sweet feeling. I felt pumped.

I walked over to the door and locked it, same as the sliding door that led to the terrace.

I stripped and silently slipped into the bathroom. She had her back to me and the sound of the shower probably drowned out the sound of everything else so she didn't notice my entry until I pulled the glass door - that separated the shower area from the rest of the bathroom - open.

The sight of her flawless bare body did wonders to me, I swallowed. I truly had hit a jackpot. A gorgeous wife and a smart woman all in one. So much for me? I must be God's favorite child.

"Damien?" She panted, pushing wet hair out of her face as she stopped the shower.

"What are you-? How did you get in without me knowing?" She glanced at the door.

"Too much questions. Come closer." I huskily said.

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She stealthily, took a step closer to me. Her chest heaved up and down, as her lips stayed slightly open. She had a question in her eyes, one I was about to answer.

"I missed you today." I told her when she was finally right in front of me. My thumbs rubbed over the wet skin around her hips.

"I missed you too." She said back.

"Let me show you how much I did." I kissed her lips with a burning sensation growing inside of me.

I picked her up and wrapped her legs around my waist while her hands ruffled my wet hair as our lips continued intertwining themselves with each other.

"I want you to be inside you." I growled lowly, staring down at her swollen lips.

"Here?" She breathed out, looking around us.

"Yes. You in?" I needed her consent before doing anything.

She nodded.

I turned on the shower allowing hot steam fill the place, blurring the glass as I pressed her back to it.

With one of her hands on my shoulder, I guided the other to her clit.

"Touch yourself." I instructed. She did so.

While I pushed myself into her. She sucked in some air, shutting her eyes at the feeling.

I watched as her face moved from plain to a mixture of emotions all at once as I stroked her slowly

"Babe?" She hissed.

"Yeah?" I groaned out, still thrusting in.

"Go harder." She said, opening her eyes to meet mine.

That was unexpected but was very welcome news. Slow sex wasn't exactly my thing but I was being cautious because she was a beginner.

I pulled out almost completely and went back in with full force, making her dig her nails into my shoulders. My strokes became faster, harder and deeper.

"Ohhhhh Don't stop, Damien, ahhhh!" She was moaning so much, it egged me on to continue ramming into her.

"You're so tight, I love it."

I removed one of my hands that held her waist and squeezed her boobs, not wanting to leave them out of the excitement.

"Oh fuck!" She exclaimed as I rolled my hips in a semicircular manner, probably hitting her G-spot as I did.

I pulled out abruptly.

"Why did you stop?" She cried.

I didn't respond. I just put off the shower and carried her out of the bathroom.

I dropped her on the bed and flipped her over, spanking her backside lightly, loving the jiggly feel of her soft behind.

I bent over and trailed kisses from her neck down to that deeply hollow just before her ass. I felt her trying to move and I pinned her wrists down with one hand while I entered her from behind in one gentle thrust.

I released her hands and she grabbed a pillow, tucked her face in it to stop her from screaming.

"The walls are soundproof babe, don't hold back. I want to hear you scream my name." I told her in between strokes.

It seemed like a go-ahead was what she needed cause she raised her head and yelled. Ariana's definitely a screamer.

I could feel the bed shake under me, that's how hard I hit it. I slowed down my pace a little bit and reached for her boobs, squeezing them as I played with the nipples.

I could imagine her shutting her eyes, I really wanted to see her face but this was one of my favorite positions and I couldn't wait to try it out with her. Her loud moans hopefully meant she approved of it.

I rode her for several minutes until I felt her body beginning to shake. She was about to cum, and I was close to my release as well.

I groaned as the first spurt of semen jutted out just as she came. I poured everything inside her and released a satisfied sigh as I went flaccid. I placed kisses over her neck and back once again, before pulling out of her.

We both were breathing heavily by the time we laid down on our backs and glanced at each other.

"I don't know why we waited so long to do this." She whispered before kissing me.

I smiled.

"It was worth the wait."

Definitely worth it.