You Feel This Too
“I’m filled,” Elaine announced, rejecting the last slice of pancake that her husband offered her. She gulped down a glass of water before letting out a sigh. The foodie in her stomach finally had it filled.
“You sure?” She jolted a bit when she felt Xavier ask from behind her, directly into her ears. She’d almost forgotten that she was sitting on his thighs. Her cheeks reddened.
“Yes.”
Xavier nodded, dropping the fork on the table and releasing her from the hold of his other hand.
“Now that you’ve had your fill, I think it’s time for mine.” Before she could register his words in her head, he helped her stand up and hopped her on top of the island table. Her eyes widened in confusion.
“Wh..what are you doing?”
She tried to climb down the table but his hands slammed on the table, on both sides, caging her in. He raised a brow.
“And where do you think you’re going?” He leaned closer to her so that their faces were barely a few inches apart. “I said it’s my turn to have my fill.”
“Of what? There’s food on the table.”
“Of you.” He let out a chuckle. “You’re trying to play innocent with me, doll?”
The redness of her cheek extended to her ears and she found herself avoiding his piercing gaze. What did he mean by wanting to have his fill of her? They were in the kitchen for goodness sake.
“You don’t mean it.”
“Fuck, should I show you just how much I do?”
He didn’t wait for her to reply to him before capturing her lips, sucking on the flesh between his teeth. His hand left the kitchen table and pulled at her hair, tugging it backward while angling it to a better position for his lips.
A gasp escaped her lips when he hit her lips sharply and forced her mouth open. The once gentle and passionate kiss suddenly became rough and demanding. Before she knew it, she was responding to his kisses with the same intensity, her hands clutching his chest tightly, not knowing whether to push or pull him in.
Xavier’s lips left her mouth and trailed downward to her neck. He sucked on the sensitive flesh, biting and sucking on the flesh that made her back arch and elicited a sharp cry from her.
Elaine gathered whatever rationality she had in her and with every strength of hers, she pushed the man off her body, making him stand just a few inches from her body, her hands keeping the distance between them. She knew that if she let him continue, he wouldn’t mind taking her on the island table without regard to who might be watching. There were servants around.
“We’re in the kitchen,” she managed to speak.
“So?”
“Aren’t you late for work?”
“I’ve decided to take a day off.”
She wasn’t surprised, not even the least. She knew most of the things that her husband was capable of.
“Don’t you have a company to look after?”
“It can come later. My wife comes first.”
He grabbed her hand gently and pried it off his chest, stepping closer to her again to engage in a stare with her.
He noticed the blush on her cheek and how her lips twitched the longer he stared at her. Those cute eyes of hers tried to avoid his gaze but he knew well enough and his fingers held her chin, forcing her to look in the eyes and feel the intensity that they shared.
“You feel this too, right?”
He returned his lips to her neck, swiping his tongue along the flesh.
“Feel what?”
“The intensity and the maddening chemistry that we share. You look fucking gorgeous, doll.”
His fingers swiftly pulled the buttons at the top of her dress and she let him do whatever he wanted to her. She let him push the neck of her gown down, exposing her smooth fair shoulders which he wasted no time nibbling on. He suckled on her cleavage, his lips in their direction to her breasts.
“Xavier, we’re in the kitchen.”
“And how should that be a bother?” His voice was muffled due to the suck and nibble he trailed on her skin.
Her breath came in rough ragged breath as she tried to stifle her moans with everything in her. It would be embarrassing if any of the servants heard her moan or worse walk in on them having something intimate. She would rather bury herself.
“Anyone can come in here. Xavier.”
He didn’t stop. His kisses intensified and in a second, the material covering her nipples was pulled away, exposing her taut buds to him. It was hard as a rock, the pink rosy buds inviting him in.
“No one will dare come in here and if anyone sees you in this state, I’ll gauge their eyes out.” His hand wrapped around her neck. Elaine let out a breathy moan. “This is for only me to see, is that not it?”
She jolted forward and a moan tore from her lips when he took a hot long swipe on her left nipple. Her hands closed around his hair.
“You’re so fucking hot, doll. How did I get you to be my wife.”
He took another swipe at her breasts before digging into the main meal. This time, he suckled on the hard nipples, using his lips, teeth, and tongue on them. He gave each nipple the same attention, not giving the other a chance to feel left out. Her pants and moans became louder and more frequent. She clamped her thighs shut and her core throbbed like crazy. Her hands wrapped around his hair, pulling him in.
When he finally let go of her right nipple with a pop, both buds were as hard as a rock and reddish with his love bites flitting her perfect white skin. They locked gazes again.
“Let’s take this upstairs.”
With that, he helped her ride her gown up her shoulders, wrapped her legs around his waist, and started making way out of the kitchen, his work and every other activity of the day disappearing into thin air.
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