Chapter One Hundred and thirty nine

"A vow renewal? Now this man keeps raising the bar for us men."

"I know right. But the juicy part of this was that he finally admitted to their marriage being a sham at first. A freaking contract marriage! For what reason?"

"Sounds like a cliche romance story to me but I love to see it. It's a good thing they've pushed past all those scandals and are keeping things on the low. There's been hardly any updates on their personal lives for the longest time."

"We're still shook over the fact that they actually got back together after the pregnancy scandal by Aleena Berkeley from months ago."

"Seems his accident was a blessing in disguise. I need me a wife that would save my life like a superwoman." The male host snorted.

"Can we give it up for that dress though? Mrs Kingston has been giving us hot fashionista vibes for as long as we've known her. She's always stealing the show with her impeccable outfits and make-up."

All three of them literally applauded. I threw another popcorn into my mouth and munched with interest. These people were hilarious to watch.

"The family has been having so many ups by the way, Aiden Smith and Tracy Kingston welcomed a baby girl few weeks ago and are now engaged to be married. Congrats to them."

Yes, Tracy and Aiden got engaged few days before last night in a private romantic dinner but I was kept in the dark because Damien had it all planned out for us.

I was constantly admiring my new ring, so much so, I couldn't help but take pictures of it.

"A 34 carat diamond ring?! Wow guys, wow! That's all I can say!"

"Well congratulations to The Kingstons', wishing them all the best in this new chapter, right guys?"

"Of course! Now, moving on..."

"You're still watching that?" I heard him speak up from the doorway. I grabbed the remote and reduced the volume of the blaring sound of the television.

"Their fake smiles and support are really fun to watch, babe." I patted the space next to me for him to come sit down.

"Let's go back to our room." He said as soon as he sat down.

"I'm still enjoying the show. Besides, you didn't install a TV in our room."

"Well that's cause I don't have time for it." He shrugged, already getting back on his feet.

"You didn't think you were going to get married and have movie night with your wife?" I asked, going around him to go get Mico who was growing bigger by the day and had become very fond of Mr Grumpy pants.

"I never thought about it." He shrugged.

"Hmm." I sighed and picked up the remote.

"Let's go then."

"Where are you taking him?" He pointed at Mico.

"I'm taking him with us." I said

"No you're not. He's supposed to be in the doghouse."

Yes, he had one set up just for Mico but I wanted him close to me or next to someone in the house and that was usually Fiona.

"He's just going to sleep on his bed, nothing else." I said.

"I have something planned for us tonight and I don't want anything getting in the way, just like last night."

He was still sour over the fact that we couldn't do anything because we partied until late into the night and I was too tired and out like a light before I got home.

"You've been saying this. Can't it wait till tomorrow? I miss sleeping next to Mico." I murmured pouting up at him.

He faked a dramatic gasp.

"Babe, you're choosing a pup over the love of your life?"

"Babe, I'm too lazy to go down to the doghouse and put him there." I gave a weak excuse.

"I'll get someone to come take him." He countered.

"But, he needs mummy." I said in a pouty voice, tickling the space behind my furry baby's ears.

"Well, I need mummy too." He kissed me, slowly taking Mico from me. This was the first time Damien held Mico in his arms.

"Babe..." I moaned, his kisses were taking over my senses. Damien gave me the most adorable pleading eyes.

"Ugh fine! Get someone to take him." I couldn't believe I was letting my cute little guy go because of him.

"I'll take him myself." He shocked me.

"Huh?"

"Do something for me. Go in there, strip naked and lay down until I return." He instructed. I bit my lower lip and nodded. He left with Mico and I rushed over to our room. The buzz of excitement I felt made my panties pool.

I unpinned my wrapped up hair, took my shirt off and tugged at my pajama shorts. And finally, I slid my panties off, imagining him doing it.

Cold air from the air conditioner kissed my skin as I plopped down bare-bottomed on the soft bed.

I waited for minutes, tapping away at my phone until the door slowly came open. Out of reflex, I put the sheets over me.

"You didn't listen to my instructions." He was rubbing hand sanitizer over his palms for some odd reason.

"I thought someone else was-"

He hushed me, throwing my covering off, leaving me bare to his eyes that ravished me.

"I'm going to punish you." He held on to my neck. "You know why?" He hoarsely asked, rubbing his lips over my face.

"No daddy."

The way his eyes immediately clamped shut, showed how much he loved it when I called him that.

"You've been a bad girl." He spanked me lightly. I hissed, shutting my eyes at the pleasure that surged through me.

"Then, punish me daddy." I sultrily said.

He made me lay on the bed, spreading my legs wide open.

He crossed over and pulled out something from a drawer. It was a handcuff.

"I want to use these on you. Do you approve?" He asked my permission.

I thought about it for a second. I wouldn't get the touch him if he cuffed me but then again the thrill of a new experience was more overwhelming.

I nodded in approval. Without delay, he cuffed my hands above my head.

Then, he raised my knees and crawled down to pick up some ice. He put one ice cube jn my pussy hole and I squirmed. His index finger soon pumped in and out of me while his thumb massaged my clit.

His left hand held my waist to keep me from moving too much as he continued fingering me. Two fingers had gone in now and I was still trying to adjust to that when three fingers pumped through me.

I was close to coming when he pulled away.

"Babe," I called out to him as he walked into the closet. He came back with a scarf, to blindfold me.

"No words baby. Let me take the lead on this one."

I mutely nodded and let him do his thing. A think blanket of darkness clouded my vision as soon as he draped the scarf over my eyes and tightened the knots behind my head.

Unable to see, I had no idea what he was doing when he held my face up until he gave me an open-mouthed kiss, dropping a bittersweet liquid in my mouth. I swallowed the cold drink.

I felt both my legs being raised up before he thrusted into me with full force.

My back arched at the impact. I felt like a freaking pornstar with how hard he slammed me to the bed.

I had to plead for him to stop at some point.

"Please wait!" I screamed for my life.

"Too hard?" He chuckled.

"Yes. Go easy, my waist hurts." I whimpered.

"Sorry about that." I heard him say while he dropped my legs which had been drained of blood.

He went for a normal missionary position but wasn't slow and romantic this time. We weren't making love on this one, he was fucking me. And in as much my body enjoyed it, my mind did not settle for the idea of being fucked like a whore.

Foror the first time since we started being intimate, I did not have an orgasm.

He cummed eventually and freed my arms, as well as removed the blindfold. I rolled over to my side of the bed, wrapping myself up so he wouldn't have to touch me and turning my back to him so I wouldn't have to see his face.

"You okay?" He asked putting his chin over my shoulder.

"Hmm." I hummed disinterestedly. The only thing that worried me were the aches on the lower part of my body.

"Words babe?"

I so wanted to roll my eyes at that line.

"I'm fine. I just want to sleep." I faked a yawn.

He chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"Good night babe."

"Night." I mumbled in response, snapping my eyes shut.