HER CONTRACT

6. What will Phillips say?

Jennifer POV

I sat with him on the sofa. His breathing was still intense.

"What was that for Jenny?" he finally asked after helping himself to put back on his pants, his previously erected loins were now flaccid and dangling in between his legs, I watched them innocently. 14th February, 2020 was the first time I had it in me, so painful was the experience but with them I no longer cried out from the pains during love making, I got used to the size. And today was the first time I had it in my mouth, the first time he persuaded me to, I had bluntly refused and he didn"t disturb me again to suck his manhood.

Prior to this day, I had seen the act of suckling on a boyfriend's d**k was an irritating act and I knew girls do that alot to their boyfriend but I've never had a taste of it until today and it had felt so nice in my mouth. I wasn't an expert but I had sucked it so perfectly. I have not just been reading and learning from romantic novels, I was also practicing them with a lollipop and a banana fruit whenever I was alone.

I was really determined to suck my boyfriend's d**k like an expert that I wasn't.

"Jenny?" He called out again, the second time.

"There"s a problem Phillips" I muttered out when I was sure he had finally settled down on the sofa.

"Problem?" he had asked, his face puzzled. I nodded in affirmation, bowing down my face. I was trying to hide my guilt away from him.

"Yes baby" I replied in the most encouraging timbre I could use and that was in a bid to feign happiness whereas deep down inside of me I wasn't relaxed.

He was mute, staring at me to break the news to him.

"Phillips, I"ll be getting married" I stuttered slowly, raising my head and looking at him, searching his face for his reaction but none came as he remained as composed as ever. He didn"t say anything. He was oddly relaxed like I didn't break the most heartbreaking news to him.

I was anxious, curious and nervous but tried as much as possible to hide the anxiety and every other Inquisitive trait which was gradually taking over me. Maybe he was the one who had read my facial expressions.

"Jenny" he called out slowly

"Yes babe" I muttered out slowly too. My heart heaving heavily inside of my chest.

"You seem tense love" he scoffed, running his finger through my hair, curling them with his hand. Phillips knew just how to taunt me and he does that so perfectly well. I prayed today wasn't one days that he would do that.

And yes I was obviously tensed, my heart was still heaving heavily inside of my chest like it would explode the next minute if nothing is being done to subdue the heaviness, my palms were unduly wet from the sweat that had accumulated in it, I was just being scared or rather being afraid and that was because of what my boyfriend's reaction would be if I should tell me that I would be walking down the aisle with another in few months time. Well that was depending on how long Fredrick takes to finalize his proposal and get the contract ready from his lawyer.

"Jenny, I want you to relax your mind and talk to me okay?" he looked into my eyes which I had sharply dodged from meeting him. He grinned, his hand still on my hair, then gradually he made for my face, massaging and fondling my cheeks in a soft gesture. "I want you to know that you can tell me anything and whatever you wish Jenny and it doesn't matter what it is okay? You should know that I'm ever ready to listen to your unending tales" he reassured me again, but I was still very much scared to open up to him. I wasn't just scared, I was worried too.

"Can you breathe in now? Slowly and relaxed" he asked, twisting his mouth.

I nodded in affirmative. "Then do it. Please do take your time" he commanded.

I sniffed into my handkerchief and then inhaled deeply, very deeply and for a while, my eyes were heavily shut as I was trying to prevent the tears from dropping. I didn"t know how long the tears had been accumulating but I knew it was long enough to make a fountain of tears.

"Breathe out, and don't forget to do it slowly" he said, rather than a command and I inhaled deeply. I did the breathing exercise for the second time, the third and at the fourth I felt an awkward and unexplainable peace of mind. It was more like a burden was relieved from the inhaling and exhaling exercise.

"Are you okay now?" he asked, pulling me to himself and then side hugging me so tightly, petting me on the back.

"You are getting married right?" he whispered to my ears. I almost jumped out of my skin in shock at the realization of that question.

I was surprised and shocked to the marrow by the question, like how on this earth made by God did he get to know about that? I stared at him puzzled.

I tried to open my mouth to talk but my vocal cord failed me as it produced no sound, I then stuttered, no word was still heard.

"Phillips?"

"Yes?" he replied nonchalantly, he had buried his face in his laps. It was now my turn to hug him, that which I did, patting him.

"How did you get to know about this?" I stuttered. A moment of silence fell in the room and then after some minutes he spoke.

"My instinct told me all wasn't well with you the first time you left my apartment impromptu after your dad's call, I knew you were up to something or something was bothering you, so my dear lady can you-

I interrupted him immediately. " Spare me that sermon Phillips, you and I know that you're lying" I cut in. His facial expression changed to that of a surprised individual.

"Are you calling me a liar Jennifer? Like for real"

"No, I didn't but you know, I'm just being unduly curious about you getting to have a knowledge of what I wanted to say"

He smiled mischievously.

"Do you really love him?" He asked, staring into my eyes like to say he'd dictate if I tell a lie from them.

"No Phillips" I bent down my head. "I really don't love him and you've to believe me" I continued, my head still bent.

"You want me to believe you?"

"I would be very happy if you do Phillips, please do believe me"

"Hmm okay, I trust and I believe you Jennifer"

"Thank you Phillips"

"So what are your plans then?" He asked after a minute of silence.

"I- I will I" I paused, took a deep breath and continued, he was patient with my awkward stuttering that had begun that evening.

"I will have to marry him and- I paused again, this time getting up from where I had sat, picked up my phone from where it was lying lifeless on the other end of the room and then went close to where he was and started massaging his cheeks.

"Jennifer?" The timbre of his baritone voice was hoarse.

"Yes?" I replied in the most calm way I could, not looking him in the eyes again this time

"Answer my question okay? The earlier you do, the better for me, the better for you and the better for us" I inhaled deeply again, the third time under thirty minutes.

"Okay Philips, I'm being honest and sincere with you. I don't love him and neither does he but for the sake of our parents we have to deny ourselves our feelings and get married to each other, a contract marriage actually as we would separate after having a child that will serve as a legacy for both families and keep the family's business moving" I confessed.

He was silent, maybe having many thoughts running through his mind and I only prayed it was positive thinking.

"Okay" he finally muttered.

"Okay?" I asked, puzzled by his cold response

"Yes okay? Do you have any problem with it?" He asked, shrugging his shoulder and pouring himself a glass of the wine and gulping it down steadily, belching audibly into my hearing and then grinning sheepishly. His teeth doing it's act of seduction on me.

"Not really" I blurted out, feigning annoyance. He wasn't moved.

He just stood up, grabbed me and pushed me to the wall, kissing me so passionately.

Then he paused. I paused too, puzzled and stared at him. Oblivion to what was it that had made him stop.

"Are you okay?" I innocently asked.

He ignored the question. "Do you really know how much I want you Jenny?" He asked, running his fingers through my hair. I smiled and nodded my head sideways. "How much do you want me?" I replied to him, licking and locking my lips. Moisturizing it more.

"Well, so much to have you scream out and moan out my name" he tickled my left n*****s.