Chapter 54
Damian’s POV
I unbuttoned my shirt and allowed it to fall off, exposing my chest. I unbuckled my belt and stripped my trousers off, watching her eyes sparkle with delight as she knelt down and stroked its length.
I moaned as she took all of it into her mouth. Damn! Her mouth was so warm and wet. She sucked at it like a child with candy and I couldn’t help but moan and grunt.
Amelia played with my dick in her mouth before she deep-throated it. She acted as though it was going to choke her as she put the tip towards her throat.
She gaggled as it while caressing my balls. The action continued until I cummed inside her mouth, releasing the semen inside and she swallowed it. All of it.
Next she laid on the bed, with her legs spread in anticipation for me to go in. I choked her on the throat as I gave my first thrust.
Her hole was not too wide and her inside was filled with so much warmth that made me want to go crazy. I kept thrusting, maintaining the rhythm while she moaned and spat obscenities.
I fucked her so bad and turned her on her back for the doggy style. She was enjoying it, I could tell, as she pleaded. Her pleads only intensified my hunger as I went deeper and stroke harder.
I held her hands behind her back with my hands as I thrusted mercilessly. Next, I turned her over so that she’d ride my dick.
I laid with my back on the bed and she sat on my dick. She rode on it like a pro and I enjoyed every but of it. Going back and forth, sometimes in circular motions, it was very hot. I can’t even remember the last time I felt like this ever since my honeymoon with Valerie. It has been months.
In the last ride, I knew I was about to reach my climax so I removed my dick from her insides as my semen spilled on the bed. I lay on the bad, panting tiredly while Amelia cleaned up the bed.
“I didn’t know you were this good.” I said, chuckling.
“It seems your wife has not been satisfying your cravings. That is why you have me, Sweetheart.” She said as our lips locked in another kiss.
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By 4 pm, I was already on my way to go and meet my father at the Villa. I drove in my Porsche car, taking the countryside to avoid the bustle and traffic of the city.
I got to the villa, glad that I was able to make it before Dad left. My parents were in the sitting room, watching their Telemundo channel when I stepped in.
” Hey Mum, Dad.” I said, beaming with smiles. I have not seen them since the wedding and grand ball. I hugged my mom and gave my Dad a brief handshake.
“It’s been quite a while. How is everything? You are looking so robust now.” Mother teased, as she always does.
I chuckled as she touched my cheeks, a gesture she always made since when I was a kid.
“Damian, what about your wife? How is Valerie?” Father asked.
I shifted in the cushion as my face creased into a frown.
“That is exactly why I’m here. Dad, Mum, I don’t think I can go on with this marriage any longer.” I dropped the bombshell and everywhere remained quiet afterwards.
“Damian, you can’t be serious. I understand why you must feel this way. It’s still your first year in marriage, you are yet to bond fully with Valerie. So just take things easy,” mum started.
“Son, I agree with your mom. You must take a deep breath and resolve your issues with your wife. It’s not going to be entirely rosy, so you must calm down and love her. Women are not always easy to cope with.” Father said, winking at my mum.
“You both don’t understand. Valerie is pregnant!” I exclaimed, hoping that they would understand the repercussion of that but instead, I go shrieks of joy and look of excitement from the both of them.
“Oh, Dammy, this is good news. Why didn’t you say so earlier. I must call Valerie and congratulate her at once.” She said.
“If Valerie is pregnant, then why are you so upset? Are you not happy?” Father asked.
“I’m supposed to be more excited than the both of you. But it seems you have forgotten. Valerie is pregnant and that bastard in her belly, cannot be mine. Obviously because I cannot father a child. Is it clear to you now? This is why I was suggesting a divorce because I cannot live with someone who has cheated on me and has the mind to rub it on my face.” I explained.
The excitement wore of as quickly as it came. Their faces turning gloomy once more. Too bad that I had to burst their bubbles.
“Did you tell Valerie about your condition?” Father asked.
“No, Dad. You asked me not to.”
“She must have found out somehow, and maybe that pushed her to ask someone else to get her pregnant.” My mother said.
“The only thing on my mind is to get a divorce. Afterall, the contract has been signed and the deal sealed. We can go out separate ways now.” I said meditatively.
“What about your reputation? Our reputation? Do you want us to be known as a family with unstable marriages?” Father asked.
“I’ve made up my mind, Dad. I just came to let you all know. I will divorce her quietly. We can sign the papers over dinner and she’ll leave the house by dawn. It’s very simple.” I said, standing up; signifying that it was time for me to leave.
“Alright then, good luck.” Dad said and I left home.
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By 8 pm, I was still at the bar, drinking my problems away as I thought of how to go about this. After I left my parents house, I went to see the family lawyer and he prepared the divorce papers.
All I had to do now, was to take it home to Valerie and make her sign it.
I took another gulp. The hot feeling of Scotch, burnt down my throat as I laid my head on the tale. I was tired, frustrated and helpless. Valerie and I have been through a lot to get here, but this is it. We didn’t even last for six months.
I ordered for the third bottle of Scotch and was about to pour another glass when someone held me. It was Amelia.
“Sweetie, what are you doing? You shouldn’t be here all by yourself.” She said, in a very sweet voice.
She took the bottle from me and placed my head on her chest, her fingers running through my hair.
I began to feel sleepy as I mumbled incoherently, revealing my drunken state. I was embarrassed for her to see me in this condition so I stood up, and bade her farewell.
I had not taken three steps ahead when I lost my balance and almost fell but Amelia caught me.
“Let’s go home.” She said, leading me to where my car was parked. She tucked me into the passenger seat and fastened my seat belt.
I slept off, only to wake when we arrived home. I didn’t even know that she knew the way to my place. Amelia called the security men and they helped me inside before I dismissed them.
I stumbled through the front door, arms wrapped around Amelia’s waist. She giggled, her designer perfume filling the air.
“Welcome home, Sir,” Mrs. Jenkins said, her tone laced with disapproval.
Valerie stood frozen in the foyer, eyes wide.
“Damian, what’s going on?” she asked, her voice trembling.
I smirked, pulling Amelia closer.
“Meet Amelia. My… companion.”
Valerie’s gaze fell on Amelia’s hand, grasping my arm.
“Damian, please tell me this isn’t-”
I yanked my arm free, retrieving an envelope from my pocket.
“Divorce papers, Valerie. Sign them.”
Valerie’s face paled as she took the envelope.
“I don’t understand…whose divorce papers?” She asked.
“We are getting a divorce, Valerie. I’m done with this sham of a marriage.” I declared.
“This can’t be happening.” She said.
Amelia snickered, her eyes flashing triumph. Valerie’s eyes welled with tears.
“You’ve already found a replacement for me. How can you do this to me?”
My smirk grew.
“You were holding me back, Valerie. Amelia understands my needs.”
Valerie’s voice cracked.
“How could you bring her here? To our home? Are you also going to invite her into our matrimonial bed?”
I shrugged.
“This is my home now. Yours too, Amelia.”
Valerie’s eyes scanned the papers, her face crumpling.
“This is all because of the baby, isn’t it?”
Amelia’s grip on my arm tightened.
“Baby?” she repeated.
My glare silenced Valerie.
“None of your concern, Amelia.”
Valerie’s tears spilled.
“You’re throwing away our marriage, our child, for… for her?”
My voice rose.
“You refused to get rid of it. This is the consequence.”
Valerie’s eyes locked onto mine, filled with anguish.
“I loved you, Damian.”
My laugh echoed.
“Love? You never understood me.”
I turned, Amelia clinging to my side.
“Sign the papers, Valerie. Move on.”