CHAPTER 42

She hung up and put the phone on the bed. She looked at her clothes again and felt that it was her husband that had gone to this length. Did it mean that he had been preparing for it this whole time?
She was supposed to be leaving in less than two hours and didn’t want to spoil her clothes so she left her room and went to the sitting room and she switched on the TV. She wasn’t expecting to see herself on TV again.
The reporters had managed to find themselves rooted at the places she was going to be donating the winter clothes and the food. News really travelled very fast.
One of the maids whom she keeps on forgetting her name came in with a plate of grapes.
“Hey what was your name again?” she asked her.
“Portia.”
“Okay, I hope I won’t forget it this time. How old are you?”
“I’m eighteen,” she said.
“You are quite young but I like you,” she said and the young girl smiled and left.
She changed the channel for some cartoons. It was better to laugh and not stress. She was enjoying herself, having one fruit after another when familiar hands grabbed her shoulders. She smiled and turned her head around and saw him looking dashing standing there.
“You look handsome,” she said.
“And you look very cold. Why are you not dressed?”
“I was lazy to. Since you are here you can help me with that,” she said blushing.
“Are you trying to seduce me right now? It’s early in the morning,” he said.
“Who asked you to act all sweet over me early in the morning too?”
“I admit defeat,” he said and came to the front blocking the TV.
He scooped her out of the couch and she hooked her arms around his neck. They didn’t say a word to each other and he just carried her upstairs to their bedroom.
Neal peeled off the gown that Talia was wearing and removed the brassiere she wore exposing her swollen breasts with dark nipples that were erect and begging for his attention.
Talia shuddered with desire as Neal sucked her nipples against his hot tongue. She could only moan his name as he suckled her soft breasts hungrily, his expert fingers sliding under the elastic of her panties, pulling them down.
“I have become addicted to the taste of you,” he whispered, lifting her thighs onto his shoulders so that he could kiss her exactly where he wanted, the way he wanted.
“You make me feel so wonderful,” she whispered, her fingers locked in his hair, pulling his mouth against her, harder and more demanding as they shared a kiss that spoke so much.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Lia!”
Her body seemed to have become boneless as their passion continued. Neal touched her heart, her soul, her body in a way she had never known possible. Neal laughed softly at her fierce purpose as she undressed him, hungry to take him deep inside her.
Shamelessly, she straddled him as he lay back on the bed, her small fingers imprisoning his large ones. She stared intently into his eyes as she lifted her hips over his loins, capturing his erect manhood with the place he had been just kissing.
“I adore you,” he moaned as she sank down on him.
She caught her own breath as she felt him fill her, pressing deep against her womb. She made love to him in such a way that she shocked herself. She wanted to give him back what he had given her. Through his lovemaking he gave her a huge gift. She touched her belly as she rode him and his hands followed suit.
“Our baby will be fine,” he whispered and she smiled softly at him.
They climaxed together after a while and she fell on top of him. He held her tightly and kissed her hair.
“That was awesome Lia, we should do it again,” he mocked.
“We could but we are going to be late,” she said her emerald eyes staring at him.
“Shit!” he said and rolled over.
He woke up and disappeared into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later. He scooped his wife again and took her to the bathroom. The two of them together shared a lovely bath time and emerged again.
“Did you get the clothes?” he asked as he applied body cream on her.
“I know it that you sent it.”
‘Why didn’t you put them on?”
“I was waiting for you to help me,” she said hooking her arms around his neck.
“Aren’t you lazing around too much now?”
“You can’t blame me,” she said and kissed him lightly on the side of his neck.
He moaned softly and looked at her.
“I will help you dress then we can leave this mansion and get back to all this later,” he said.
She smiled at him and said, “deal.”