Celina’s POV
“Hi,” I said when I looked at Jefferson, who had just come from his office. I stood up from my chair and met him half way and kissed him. Yes, the kind of kiss like there’s no tomorrow. And I hope it’ll end up with me bending over on the table. Or maybe not, as our lips separated and he looked at me.
“Missed me?” He asked, grinning.
“So much,” I replied happily,
“Me too.” And we both laughed.
“Why are you not done yet?” He asked.
“I can’t think of anything.”
“Well, that’s new.” He said and pulled me back to the table and sat on his chair with me on his lap. He looked into my laptop and started looking into my designs. “They all looked good.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t want them to just look good. I want them to be perfect. I had a feeling that there was something missing and I couldn’t point out what it was.” I replied. “How’s your work?” I asked because I didn’t want to talk about my designs anymore. I don’t know why I was not in the mood the whole day. I t happens to me from time to time, but I didn’t expect it to happen to me now, because I was motivated because of my relationship with Jefferson. I mean, I was above the cloud.
“Everything’s fine, the new secretary was very attentive and she’s quite good with her stuff,” he replied.
“You have a new secretary?” I asked,
“Yeah, didn’t I tell you that? I hired her before we went to Kenom.”
“No, I don’t remember.” I told him,
“Yeah, maybe because you were mad at me when I came home,” he replied, and then I remembered that day that he didn’t call. I guess that’s the reason why he never had a chance to tell me about it.
“What happened to Daria?” I asked instead. She’s very good at her stuff and very efficient. I managed to pull through being the acting CEO for three long years because of her.
“She’s fine, and still my assistant. It’s just that, I wanted her to give some time to her husband as well.” he replied,
“That’s very considerate of you.”
“Did you know that she’s like you?”
“How come?”
“She gets mad at her husband for not calling her the whole day as well.” he said, laughing,
“You’re laughing at me now?” I asked, acting offended, and he stopped.
“Of course not. I was just happy that you are like other wives who want their husbands in check from time to time.”
“And did you like it?” I asked hesitantly. I know for a fact that many husbands feel like they were suffocated when their wives wanted them to inform them of their whereabouts or whatever they were doing.
“I love it. You can be as possessive as you want because I am like that to you as well.” he replied as he massaged my br***t and it felt so good. “I want to go home kiss you like I never kissed before and bend you over.” he said,
“I was actually thinking that you’d do that when we kissed earlier.” I murmured,
“Fu****g tease, my Celina.”
“Of course not, I was just speaking my mind.” I replied in a low and seductive voice. I tried my hardest to do that and if he ever gets seduced, I will congratulate myself because it is the first time that I have been doing this. He looked at me, wondering whether I was serious or not,
“Just looking at you gives me a hard on, how much more with what you were saying now?”
“Did anyone stop you?” I asked,
“Fu** no,” he said and kissed me hard, he had me sit on the table and spread my legs. I am not wearing my underwear and wearing my loose tops and skirt because I really wanted to seduce him and to make fu****g easier with whatever position he wanted. Yes, I like the way we make love. I love it when he makes me raise my legs or spread them wider. Bending me over or standing on my knees and arms.
“I like to ride you on the chair, Jeffy.” I said wantonly,
“I’m all yours, my Celina,” he replied. So after he ate all of me, I sat back on his lap and rode him. He took my tops off and I am now sure that he likes my tits so much because he was massaging them again before he su** one of my hard buds. It was so good that I swiveled my lower body as he was inside me trying to find the spot that he always hit when he pumps in and out of me. All my inhibitions were long gone. I opted to pleasure him as he pleasures me.
“I’m about to cum, Jeffy.” I said, so he held me on my hips supporting my back and I started to go up and down on him as I got support from my arms that were scratched on my back with my hands on his thighs. In this position, I managed to hit my g spot. And it feels so, so good.
“That’s one hell of a ride,” he said, hugging me and kissing me on my shoulders.
“Yeah,” I agreed,
“You are so perfect for me, my Celina. I couldn’t get enough of you.”
“Me too,”
“And you being this horny made me feel so needy and wanton.”
“Maybe the reason why I couldn’t think about work was because I was thinking how are you going to take me when you got home,”
“But you take me instead,” he whispered.
“Did I?”
“Yeah, you are so good, my Celina,” he said, and I smiled at him. Even though I was still shy, the fact that he is my husband made me think that I have got nothing to be shy about.
We have a very active s** life and I don’t know if there is anyone who is like us. I mean, we basically made love in the morning before he goes to work, when he comes from work and at night before going to bed. Our weekends were full of making out and making love as well and I wouldn’t be shocked if I ended up being pregnant one morning.
I know that it was OK with Jefferson because when I took him in my mouth, he told me that he wanted his release to where I would get pregnant. I can’t wait to have his child, though. I didn’t want to go to his office to work and I was getting bored at home when I didn’t have any projects, so a baby would be great.
Every day, he tried to go home as early as possible so we could be together and he calls me all the time. He would text me if he was not available to call and I understood him. He is the CEO and he has responsibilities.
Being closer is what that trip to Kenom did for us. We get to talk and find out each other’s feelings. We finally know that we love each other and all my doubts and suspicions about him vanished. I am very happy and I hope that this will never end and that nothing will ever come our way. I know that Jefferson is very handsome, besides being wealthy. A lot of women will surely do anything just to have him, just like what my ex-friend Xia did.
Jefferson didn’t want me to work, I know that. But he let me because he knew that I love what I am doing. I don’t really need to, but it was self-worth for me. Thinking that I can do something for myself and that I can buy something without asking Jefferson for money. I could buy something for him as well, even if I knew that he could afford everything he wanted.
Time flies really quickly and we are on our 4th year wedding anniversary. I don’t have any plans because I am not into such things and I have no patience for preparations. But I wanted to celebrate it with him, so I decided to tell Susane to cook something special. I told her about the occasion and she was excited as well.
I knew that Jefferson had been very busy in the last few days, so I just texted him to come home at dinner time. Then I got ready and prepared myself for him, of course, and looked into the closet for some clothes that could make his mouth open and water. With that thought, I couldn’t help but smile. Oh, I have started to get horny already.
The time had come but Jefferson had not come home yet. I was sure that my message had been sent, so why is he still not here? “Ma’am Celina, you can just leave everything when you and Sir Jefferson are done here and go to your room for the next step.” Susane said, teasingly, and I couldn’t help but blushed.
“Thank you so much, Susane. ” I replied and they left the dining table while I waited for my husband. It was 8 and he was still not home, so I started to get worried, so I decided to call him but he’s not picking up. I got up from my chair and started walking back and forth. Then I sat back again, and called him but he still didn’t answer.
I waited and waited and Susane came to check on me. “Ma’am, maybe something happened in the company. Why don’t you eat first? Would you like me to reheat this for you?”
“It’s OK Susane, I will just go to our room.” I replied and got up. It was 10:30 and I don’t think he had not eaten yet, or if he really had some important things to do in the office. But, he should have texted me, so I didn’t wait. I was on my way to the stairs when the entrance door opened and saw him coming in.
“Hey, why are you still up? It’s late already.” he said as soon as he saw me and walked my way.
“You had a drink?” I asked because he smelled alcohol.
“Yeah, yesterday we managed to close a partnership. Bree requested a celebration so we do it now.” he said,
“Bree?”
“Yes, Bree, the secretary,” he replied,
“I see, so that’s the reason why you didn’t come home for dinner?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry I forgot to call you.”
“OK,” I replied and turned my back at him, but he stopped me,
“Why are you dressed like that? Where have you been? Did you just get home too?”
“I also had my dinner,” I replied, but I was really hurt inside. I was waiting for him and even got worried, but he was just into a celebration with his secretary? Our wedding anniversary had been beaten up by a request from a secretary. I wanted to cry and hit him. I felt so frustrated.
“Where? Why have you just got home now?”
“In the dining hall,” I said and motioned to the dining area with my head. Then I turned my back and went up. He was left there, maybe wondering why I had to get dressed when I had just had my dinner at home.
I rushed to our bedroom and decided to change. I feel like a fu****g id*t waiting for him. I thought he remembered, but he didn’t. I thought he loved me, so he will definitely remember even if we never celebrated it for three years. I went out of the bathroom and found him sitting on our bed,
“Celina,” he said, but I didn’t want to talk right now, so I just gave him a glance and went to bed. “Celina, let’s talk.” he said, but I just ignored him. He should just talk to himself.