Man of his word

New Life

Emma POV

I wake up to a warm firm chest on my face, I seem to have entangled myself to something and I cannot seem to budge. Then a raspy deep voice speaks

"Keep up with the movement and I promise I wont stop." Then it hits me....am married and last night starts flashing back in my mind. We got in the room and David gently placed me on the bed, correction, our bed....just feels wrong even in my flashback urrghhh.

Surprisingly he never made any moves on me, instead he went into the bathroom showered and offered to wash me since I was drunk and I refused. I ran into so called bathroom undressed and blacked out in the shower and here I am.

"Ohh" I exclaim covering my mouth to muffle my scream.

"Are you going to be this dramatic every morning?" David asks in a groggy voice

"What happened after I showered"

"Well, I removed you from the shower after helping you finish showering and then you refused to let go of me and kept kissing my face telling me how lucky you are to have me and then you said we coul......."

"stop it" I cover his mouth and I can see he is laughing "thats a lie"

"Are you sure?" he raises his eyebrow at me while still laughing

"Let go of me"

"I should be the one to ask you to let me go" he directs my attention to my legs, I seem to have entangled him so tight. I gasp and quickly try to remove my legs but he closes them tighter with his strong thighs.

"Say the magic words?"

"Please..." I respond

"No" and he leans closer

"Please don't do this" I plead with him as I feel my heart beating faster

"Do what?" as he starts softly kissing my neck

"stop it, please" but he continues with the onslaught on my neck that seems to be heading downwards and gasp when he suckles my n****e.

"you win, you win, I will say it"

"Say what?" as he continues sucking my other nipple

I take in a deep breath, I know what he wants me to say, I can feel myself gagging but I have no choice. If I don't he will go too far and I do not have the strength to stop him. Fine here goes

"baby please stop" and I shut my eyes because I do not want to look at him, and he finally stops and softly kisses my cheeks, "now was that so hard", as he softly caresses my arm, "I would never do anything that will make you cry or uncomfortable" he starts to trace his finger down on my belly and I can feel myself getting moist at the thought of him going lower. I try to swat his hand away numerous times but he keeps moving his hand away quickly, this goes on for like 5 minutes before he suddenly flips me and am now lying under him with him between my legs he then holds my hands above my head and says,

"Now let me see what is this you do not want me to touch", and slowly starts trailing his hand down and I try to wiggle out, I do not want him to find out but its too late.

"Well what do we have here?" as he starts caressing my wetness

"No....please.....mmmmmhhh" am fighting between stopping him and submitting to the whirlpool sensations he is causing and he softly inserts one finger, then two and then three and I can feel myself stretching a bit and I arch my back up to try and ease the stretch.

"ppppllllelleaaasease" I do not even know what am saying I don't know whether to tell him to stop or continue. My body is in such a mess, I cannot think straight.

"Make up your mind Kitten" as he suddenly lets my hands go and lifts both my legs onto his shoulders before I can figure what is going on he begins to suck and lick and I am beyond control now and I moan out loudly as I wriggle around in bliss.

After 2 rounds, I lay on the bed panting, I cannot believe I let him do that and the second time I was literally screaming out his name. I just want to cover my face and disappear, am so embarrassed with myself right now, I just caved in without a fight. Am so spent I immediately drift to sleep, I will deal with my self betrayal later.

David POV

Last night she almost made herself sick by sleeping under the running shower, am grateful for the second door that I used to gain access. I quickly dried her and dressed her, she clung to my neck and did not want to let go. I had already decided that I will not play with her tonight but she seems to have thought otherwise, we will soon change that.

Looking at her drunk face, I did not want to take her again when she was drunk, I want her to know how I feel when she is sober. I already planned to be out of office for 2 weeks to dedicate all my time to Kitten and teach her to at least lust for me.

She has really tried my resolve the whole time since I placed her on the bed, at some point she rubbed herself against my nether region and it took all the control in me not to plunge in. The day break seems so far away, suddenly she begins to stir....ooooohhhh thank goodness.....as I see her trying to assess and understand the situation.

Things escalate fast, I am determined to punish her for punishing me the whole night, soon she is screaming my name telling me not to stop...…that is what I wanted. Just to reinforce my point, I take her again and this time I slowly torture her resolve to resist me even more until she breaks again.

I can tell she is feeling ashamed but it will soon pass, I hold her against my chest as I feel her fall asleep again. I cannot wait for the time she will carry my child, correction our child. I also slowly drift to sleep. 

I suddenly feel cold and wake up, Kitten seems to have left me alone in bed and our bedroom door is wide open. This cannot happen again and I quickly get up. Just as I am pulling up my sweat pants, I hear the toilet flush down the corridor and after a few minutes she walks back into the room. She is wearing one of my boxer shorts and a white tshirt.

"What!!!!" she asks me, "why do you look like you are going to war?"

"Why did you go to the next room?" I inquire as I grab her and hug her tight, "for a minute, I thought you ran away again."

She starts laughing, "I just wanted to use the bathroom for a long call and I did not want to wake you with the stench."

"What!!!" I laugh out loud, "why would you think I would hate the smell of your poop?"

She blushes and looks down, "its embarrassing okay and I had a lot of gas, so I was going to be very noisy."

I cannot believe this and I laugh so hard I almost peed a little, "you did not have to go that far, if you were not drunk yesterday I would have taken you for a tour, follow me." I then lead her to the other side of the bedroom and open the door leading to the lounge area and open the door at the other side of it to reveal a spa room complete with toilet, bath tub, and everything I know a woman will need. I got this remodeled 4 months ago for her.

"You see, you now have your own little bathroom that you can poo and fart in," to which she giggles, I am glad after the session we had, some ice has broken.

Two weeks seem to fly past very fast and its time for me to go back to work already and I honestly do not want to. I notice kitten is behaving very restless and from experience she is gathering her guts to ask me a question of which my answer will definitely be no.

Emma POV

To be honest these two weeks have been beyond expectation, maybe I have been too harsh on him and I need to give him a chance to love me and also open up and love him. Judging from his level of libido, I do not want to work in the same office as him, we will not get anything done, correction he will not let me get anything done.

As he is having mid morning coffee in his office, I decide it is now or never, I have learnt calling him pet names always softens him up a bit. Before I can even knock the door, I hear the door click open and I nervously walk in. The last time I was here I did not even want to be in here, now am confidently walking to coax a man I still kind of hate.

"Yes Kitten, come here baby," he gestures for me to sit on his desk in front of him, clearing the desk for me to sit. I know what he wants to do and I will let him because I know he will get pissed with my request.

"So why are you pacing up and down in your office?" I keep forgetting he can see my office very clearly.

"Well, I wanted to make some changes"

"What changes" as he begins to lift my dress up my knees

"Welllll, I wanted to work in a different office," and he stops and looks up at me "why?" and I continue, "because I want to be independent and professional." He then leans back "why?"

"I just told you I ....."

"No thats not it.......tell me why?" 

"I have already agreed to be your wife, cant I at least choose my work place?" I look at him with puppy eyes to which he replies, "No"

"But why?" I pout my lips, am now going for the kill I can tell from the way he is fidgeting he will not be able to hold himself any longer.

"Because.." he suddenly comes forth and kisses my exposed thighs holding them firmly, "I will not be able to do this any time I want and you...." he stops to take my palm and places it on top of his trousers and I can feel the monster is awake and hard and he continues speaking when he sees my facial reaction, "will not able to play with this as much as you want any time."

I can feel my face get hot and I know I need to get my point across before things literally get out and out of hand.

"Fine, choose another company I can work at that you own"

"And if I say no," he mumbles under my dress as he is trying to get access past my panty

"Then..." I push his shoulders back and him out from under my dress, "you can enjoy sleeping with yourself again."

He smirks, "fine you win, Stanley will let you know where you will move to, now can I continue?" I nod and he proceeds from where he left off. I am thankful these walls are sound proof and there is a lift in his office leading to his private basement that I now have access to so I do not have to do the walk of shame back to my desk. When we are done am a hot mess and I need to clean up, the deed begun on the desk and we ended up on the plush carpet and at some point on the window(its good his windows are tinted or else everyone in the next building would have seen my butt squelching on the glass.

I look at my watch and realize its already 4pm, we have wasted a whole day behaving like rabbits. If we continue like this, we will soon be broke, he needs to focus and that is why I need to move out of the office.

David POV

I had already put everything in place because I already knew she will not agree to work with me and I agree I wont be able to keep my hands off of her. I reconfirmed on Friday that the decoy office was already setup for her, I will just have to wait for her to make the request.

As she walked into my office timidly I decided I might as well have some fun with her. I quickly sent Stanley a message to postpone all my appointments for the week, I know he is already under a lot of pressure but do I care, I pay a lot to endure all these pressures inclusive a lot of perks.

I decide to drop her home myself, do not want anyone else seeing her after glow, that is only for me to see. We get home and she quickly runs to our bedroom to obviously cleanup, I smile to myself as she runs up the steps, like she is running away from me. I turn around and head to my office and notice a brown envelope on my desk.

"Thomas"

"Yes, Sir"

"When did this arrive?"

"This morning Sir"

I nod for him to leave

"Anything else Sir"

"Not for now, just prepare some chilled sweet white wine for madam"

He nods and leaves softly shutting the door.

Hmm this is strange, I do not remember asking for any background work to be done. I slit open the envelope and a few newspaper cuttings and pictures roll out and a note.

"You want to know more about your wife, call me on the number below"

Now this has my curiosity peeked, this is about Emma's background, I read through the clippings then a newspaper caption catches my eye - "Mathews Residence mysteriously burnt down."

I take my phone and call my dad on the secure line,

"Hello son"

"Are you busy"

"Whats up son?" he inquires

"Are you busy?" I repeat

"A bit but we can meet at 8pm in your office since it sounds like there is something urgent you want to discuss"

"Meet you there at 8 and dad, check for bugs in your car and phone before you arrive"

"Ok son"

I walk out of the office to find Kitten sitting in the lounge enjoying her wine, I bend down and kiss her neck and sit beside her.

"Kitten would you know which country your mother was born in?"

"Actually no, I have never bothered to ask although once in a while she speaks about how her birth home used to have many forests but they had to relocate due to bad business"

"Hmm"

"Why do you ask?"

"Oh nothing in particular, I was just curious I have never heard you talk about your grand parents, or other uncles"

"Ohh those, mum said she was an only child and my grand parents already passed away due to old age"

"And uncles and aunties and cousins?"

She is now looking at me suspiciously, "why the hundred questions? if you really want details, talk to mum"

I know now she has no idea about her background and her parents have kept her shielded from whatever it is that happened to her family. If the newspaper clippings are anything to go by, she is in for another rude shock and I have a feeling it will affect her badly.

"Where are you going at this hour?" she inquires

"I will be back soon kitten do not sleep before I come back," I kiss her forehead and leave.

As I drive out of my driveway I call Jones, "come to the office, something has popped up"

I soon arrive in the office in 10minutes, I seem to have arrived way before Jones who strolls in after 10 minutes. I hand over the envelope, "this was delivered at my home, trace it" and he nods his head and leaves. My phone rings, "Hello dad"...…."yes am at work"...."ok you will find me here", lucky for me dad's meeting ended early

After 30 minutes my dad walks in and we exchange pleasantries before we get down to the main agenda. I handover copies of the newspaper clippings I had made and wait for him to speak. He starts running his hand through his hair and looking frustrated.

"Seems they have caught up with them" he mumbles to himself, "I have always dreaded this day"

"Son pass me a glass of cognac and sit down with me"

As am driving home, my head is still reeling with what my father has just disclosed to me, I would have never guessed this turn of events.

I arrive home and find kitten fell asleep on the couch, I softly pick her up and take her to our bedroom and lay her on our bed. I gently remove her clothes and change her into a night shirt and slip her into our bed. I softly close the door and head back to my office and call Jones once I get there.

"What did you find?"

"It was delivered by a courier company called Courists Delivery Company and they have confirmed they collected the parcel from an individual who stays on Street Yale, the contact number he gave them is similar to the one indicated in the letter. It seems he really wants us to find him so he is making himself traceable."

After discussing contingency plans on how to handle the matter I head to my bedroom to sleep. I open the door and see kitten seated on the bed half awake.

"Where did you go?" she asks in a slur, clearly she is still slightly drunk

"Had to finish a few loose ends but now am all yours,"

"Good" she replies, "because now I want honey garlic chicken wings"

I chuckle and call Thomas to place the order and bring it to our room, how could I forget my Kitten's favorite comfort food, after 45 minutes I hear a knock on the door and stretch my hand to receive the pack and Kitten is bouncing up and down in joy. I cannot help but laugh at the scene, she really does behave stupid when drunk