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IRENE

Sebastian turns to me completely, wearing an apron with just his white vest underneath, showing off his exposed muscular arms. It was a breath-taking sight.

"Morning beautiful." He grins at me while walking towards me, he drops the small kitchen cloth on the counter. He stood huge and tall in front of me, bending low and perking my lips. It felt like forever since we kissed.

I still stood there shocked. This is the first time since we got married that he is at home at this time.

"Aren't you getting late for work?"

"I'm the Boss, I get there anytime I want." He says and quickly perks my lips once again, before abruptly carrying me up by my waist and carrying me all the way to the counter and dropping me softly on top of it.

He opened up my legs and got in between them, resting his arms on either side of me. He stares into my eyes as our faces are just a few inches away from each other.

"I have been a jerk to you." He says, his eyes narrowed with concern. I stared back into his green eyes. He isn't lying. He has been since I met him. "But you still stayed and me, being selfish, made sure I kept you forever and be the only man you see every day. I was being a little selfish."

"A little?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, maybe big." He says, letting out a sigh. "I just want to be the only man you talk to, smile and laugh with. I hate seeing you smiling or laughing at another man. It doesn't work for me. But because-"

"Something is smelling." I said, cutting him off as it bothers me. I stared around curiously. My eyes met the stove, the pan, the black pancake that looked like coal. Sebastian still stares at me confused and clueless. "Sebastian! The pancake!" I yelled.

His eyes widened. "Oh s**t!!" He quickly moved away from me and turned to the pan, quickly switching off the stove and took the pan by the handle, rushing it over to the sink and dumping it in. He twisted the tap open and released the water into it. The pan starts making little explosive sounds, making me flinch at its sounds, a little smoke coming out of it which Sebastian winds away with his hand.

When the pan cools down with the water, Sebastian closes the tap and lets out a sigh, running his hand through his thick hair. He slowly turned to me.

"You're alright?" He asks concern.

My eyes were still wide but I brought them back to normal size and nodded. "Well, it's only one that's wasted, right?"

"Seven actually." He said, nodding.

"Seven?!" I asked, shocked.

"What happened to them?" I asked. The pancakes smelt so nice.

"They weren't what I wanted so I threw them in the bin." He says shrugging.

"Wow, you have got to be kidding me." I let out a chuckle and pushed my hair back.

"There is still a lot more on the table though," he said, gesturing to my back. I turned, still seated on the counter, and noticed for the first time the pile of pancakes on a plate.

"Sebastian, you're the best." I said, turning back to him with an 'aww' look on my face and clapping my hands.

"I know love." He says, walking back towards me and walking back in between my legs and his arms on the counter, each on both sides of me. His face close to mine again. "But because you really want a job, I'll let you have it." He says, reminding me of our conversation earlier.

I squealed in excitement.

"But, if any guy touches you or any gay, you'll give me their names or I'll find out myself, which I can't promise will end well." He says with all seriousness.

"Will that be necessary?" I asked.

"To me, yes. Definitely," he replied. I let out a sigh.

"I guess that won't be a huge of a problem." I said, shrugging, letting the smile reach my eyes once again before perking his lips and engulfing him in a tight hug which he returned.

"I love you." He says the three words it usually takes him a decade before he says again.

"I love you too." I said, moving back from the hug.

"Now let's eat before the pancakes turn completely cold." He says. I nodded and he carried me back down on my feet again.

I couldn't help but grab his wrist as soon as he turned around. That is all I needed to do as he turned back to me and slammed his lips on mine. Kissing me hard and rough. I immediately kissed him back. He carries me up again, not letting go of his lips on mine, and I automatically wrapped my legs around his abdomen as we continue to kiss both passionately and needy.

He lets me sit on top of the counter once again. He pulls on my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him as he slips his tongue in. His hand finds the hem of my sweater as he begins to pull it up.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him much closer. I felt the air hit my stomach as he continued pulling my sweater up. He plays and circles his hand on my stomach playfully.

He broke his lips apart from mine and took off my sweater over my head as I raised my hand up high so he could remove it off completely. He did and clamps my lips again, dropping my sweater aside. I was now left with my dark blue lace bra and my skinny jeans.

He quickly undoed the button on my jeans and opened my zipper. I also removed the apron from his waist and held the hem of his white, tight vest, removing it completely.

A few seconds later, I was fully naked and I removed Sebastian's boxer down his leg as his d!ck springs out, thick and hard.

He captures my breast roughly with both his rough hands, making me moan out in a mix of pleasure and pain. He pinches my n*****s. I moan out more then he slaps my left breast. I was already soaking wet down there.

He lets go of my breast and holds my thighs hard and spreads them wider. He took his d!ck to my entrance and ran the tip of his d!ck on my wetness before slamming all the way inside me.

I moaned out loudly. He moves out, then in again, out, then in. His speed increased every second. He was continuously pounding hard on me. He brought his hand to my swollen c**t and begged to rub it in circles making me twitch. He begins rubbing on it hard and pounding his c**k inside me.

The building sensation growing from my stomach. He rubs on my c**t faster before letting go of it. I wanted him to continue. "Continue..... don't let go.." I said, but he didn't and just stared at me while continuously slamming inside me.

I brought my hand slowly to my c**t to rub it but Sebastian slaps my hand away and brought his hand back to it, rubbing it speedily for me.

I reached my peak. "c*m sweetheart," he says, and I release breathlessly. Screaming out his beautiful name.

He doesn't stop pounding inside me. He carries my legs up and over his shoulders, moving closer to me as his d**k got deeper. I was a moaning man and he also moaned out as he got deeper inside me and pounding harder.

I felt his d!ck twitch inside me, knowing he had reached his peak before he released inside my womb.

His breathing was heavy as he slowed his speed inside me. In, out, in, out, in, then out of me completely. He had sweat just like me on his sexy face and he had his sexy hair.

He perks my lips and moved my hair behind my ear. "I'll be back." He says. I nodded and watched him walk out of the kitchen butt naked. He even has the sexiest manly packed butt.

I thought.

I continued breathing heavily as I couldn't believe we had just had s*x in the kitchen, on the counter. Sebastian came back with a soft towel and began by wiping my centre dry with my juice and a bit of his white seed.

He puts my Lacey panties back on for me, then my skinny jeans. He took my bra from the counter and I took my hand for him to hand it over so I could put it on myself.

"No, I'll do it." He says. I watched him slide it through my arms and teasingly cup my left breast, putting it in my bra to fit in, and cup my right breast, doing the exact same before putting it properly on my shoulder and moving his head to my shoulder so he could clip it in. I heard the sound of him clipping it.

He took my sweater and put it over my head and helped put my arms in before holding the hem and pulling it down.

He then perks my lips. "Our food is now cold." He says.

"Yeah, we'll just have to warm it up," I said. He kissed my lips again and took the pile of pancakes from my back before moving away from between my legs.

He takes out two plates and drops them on the table. We sat opposite each other on the table.

After about fifteen minutes of eating, which Sebastian finished ten pancakes in six minutes and watched me till I finished.

His phone on the dining table started to ring. "I'll be right back." He said and got up, walking out of the kitchen. "Ciao." I heard him as he left the kitchen.

SEBASTIAN

"Ciao." I greet.

"Boss, we have located him," Luciano says.

"Tell me. Where is the bastard hiding?"

"Cuba."

"Cuba. I see." I said, nodding. I finally got the p***y cunt.

"He stays there with his wife and two sons."

I chuckle bitterly. He thought he could run away from me.

"You did a good job, Luciano. I'll call you later." I said and ended the call.

I got back to the dining table and met my beautiful wife, still seated in the same position.

IRENE

He got back a few minutes later, taking me out of my thoughts. He sat back on the chair.

He stares at me with a side grin. I was at the back watching him. The call he got must have had good news for him to come back with a smile.

"The call you had must have good news." I said to him.

"Why do you say that?" He asks.

"You are smiling, which you don't do a lot."

"Having s*x and watching you eat after is such a good sight." He says, making me blush. How could he say that? I thought with my cheek heating up.

"Sebastian..." I protest. My sexy husband continues to stare at me with folded arms. The silence completely enveloped us.

Our house being in a quiet area with fewer buildings really makes this house so quiet.

"So we didn't have our honeymoon, you said?" He asks, cutting me out of my zone.

"Mm?" Did he just say honeymoon?

"You said we didn't do our honeymoon." I stared at my empty plate and nodded.

"How about you preparing most of your things for tonight?"

"What? Why?" I asked, completely surprised. Is he sending me to park outside of his house because I wanted us to have our honeymoon?

"We are leaving tonight."

"Really?!" I asked, utterly surprised. "To where?"

"Cuba. Sweetheart," he says with a smile.