The Vindication Gents

Chapter 3.27

Kiara Hoffman’s POV

I tossed and turned on the bed as my hand stretched out to find the person that was sleeping next to me. It was empty. I opened my eyes to see that the sun was shining and I was all alone in our bed.

What the hell?!

I looked around as I was looking for Charles. He was not in the room as I was clutching the duvet to my naked body as I was standing up from the bed. I sighed as I was wondering where he went early in the morning.

My nose picked up something as I was smelling something delicious that was cooking on the stove. I picked up the duvet and I ran out to the kitchen. My gamble was that Charles was preparing something in the kitchen.

Instantly, my face was warmed as I recalled what happened last night. I smiled as I was running toward the kitchen before my eyes were fingering the bareback of my husband. He was stirring something on the stove as he reached out to get something from the cabinet above.

My eyes traveled down his back as he was wearing only his boxer and he was focusing on his task at hand. My breath quickened as I looked at the countertop where he laid me last night. The images of us coupling on the countertop were embedded in my mind.

“Good morning, or should I say afternoon now?” Charles’ voice came into my eardrum as I was turning my head to look at him. He was smirking at me as he was wiping his hands with tissues.

“Sleep well, sweetheart?” He asked as my feet were dragging me to stand in front of him. He arched his eyebrows at me as if I was just simply staring at his face.

“Cat got your tongue, or maybe it was me?” he said as he was smirking at me. I pulled him in no time as I let the duvet slip from my naked body as I was kissing his mouth. He groaned as I could sense his hands on my waist, pulling me to touch his naked chest with my naked body.

“God, I love it when you don’t have anything to cover yourself,” he said as he was kissing my neck and my shoulder blades. I was looking at the stove of what he was cooking.

Steak. He’s cooking steak.

I turned to look into his hooded hazel eyes as he was smiling at me. I smiled back before I kissed him briefly again as I took in his scent. Sandalwood and him. So masculine.

“Well, since you’re up. Breakfast’s ready. Or maybe I should say lunch, it is more appropriate with the time now,” he said as he transferred the steaks to our plates and put them on the countertop. I blushed again as Charles chuckled at my reaction.

“Can’t get that image out of your mind yet, sweetheart?” He said as he was caressing my cheeks with his knuckles. He moved so that his mouth was near my ear.

“Me too,” he whispered before I chuckled at his statement.

“I think we have more spots to make sure that we have the same image around the apartment, honey,” I said as I was caressing his chest. His eyes darkened with desire as I was kissing his cheeks before I went to take a seat in front of the countertop.

Spice and steak were taking over my nasal cavity. My mouth watered as Charles took a seat beside me and handed me my plate of steak. He also had prepared some salad and some bread to go with the steak if he liked.

“Where’s the cheese?” I asked him as he pointed at the fridge. I went to get it as I could sense his eyes were on my naked butt.

“You know, I love it when you were sashaying in front of me, sweetheart,” he said as I opened the fridge and I bent down to get the cheese. He groaned as I smirked before I turned to look at him and closed the fridge with my butt.

“Liking what you see, honey?” I said as I took a seat beside him as I was putting the cheese on the countertop. He was staring at me as I was taking the knife and fork to cut my steak.

“You will pay for that later,” he growled. I turned to look at him and I was batting my eyelashes.

“Well, I will be looking forward to it then,” I said as I put the steak that I cut into smaller pieces into my mouth before he eyed my mouth.

“Eat and maybe we can have dessert later,” I said as I pointed at his steak. Charles smirked before he took my hand and ate the piece of steak that I had cut for myself.

“Oh, I am waiting for that part,” he said as I blushed at his bold statement. I cleared my throat as we were continuing our lunch for the day.

After we finished our lunch, I went on washing the dishes. Well, not really. I just transferred the dirty plates to the dishwasher. Charles groaned all the time as I was bending over the counter to put the plates in their place. He even came up behind me as he was brushing his hardness on my naked backside.

“You are torturing me, you know that,” he rasped. I looked over my shoulder as I was smiling innocently at him.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said as he closed the dishwasher and pulled me up so that my bareback was hitting his naked chest.

“Now, for dessert,” he said as he turned me around before he dipped his head and kissed the s**t out of me. I was breathless as I was gripping his nape before he hauled me up and I was wrapping my legs around his torso. My wet core was grinding over his c**k as it was covered by the boxer that he was wearing right now.

“I hope you are not taking me over the countertop again,” I gasped as he was kissing my neck and jaws.

“As I said, we have many more places that we want to christen together, isn’t it?” He said as he was striding toward the bedroom. I was about to protest before he kicked the bathroom door open and it slammed the wall.

“Now, time for a bath,” he said as he put me down as he opened the faucet.

“I thought we were taking a shower together,” I said as I was gripping him close, as I didn’t want to lose physical contact with him.

“Well, that too, but for now, I want to ravish you,” he said as he was hitting my back against the wet tiles. I groaned before he attacked my mouth. He was kissing me, more like claiming my mouth as I was pulling his sinful body closer.

I groaned before he was licking my lower lips. I allowed him to get inside my mouth as my tongue was dueling with his tongue. He won. I was gripping his shoulders before he was wrapping one of my legs around his torso and I gasped as his fingers were penetrating my folded core.

“Are you ready yet for me, my love?” He asked.

“Always,” I rasped before he replaced his fingers with the tip of his hard c**k. I groaned as I was digging my heels into his butt to push him forward. He smirked at me as he was teasing me with his c**k as he was inserting an inch, then withdrew. I groaned before he slammed into me with one thrust. I sighed.

Home.

Charles was still for a moment as he was nuzzling my neck. The lukewarm water was hitting our naked bodies as I was trying to move.

“Move, honey. Please,” I begged, as the fullness was there but not the pleasure that I seek.

“In a moment, sweetheart,”

“I swear if you don’t move, Debrun, I will—“ my sentence was not completed as he was kissing me again and he moved with his thrust. I gripped his shoulders as I snaked my hands around his neck and my heels into his buttocks.

“God, yes. Oh yes!” I screamed as my back was hitting the wet tiles. I was trying to get my balance but he was holding me strong at the thighs before he was groaning with each thrust that he made.

“God, you’re so tight.”

“And you fill me up,” I said as I was digging even more for his c**k in my sheath. I gasped as he was sucking my naked breasts under the faucet with care for each one. I was happy as I was gripping his hair even more.

“Charles,”

“Kiara,”

“I love you!”

“And I love you!” He shouted as I could sense my orgasm was building to its peak. And before I knew it, my walls were clenching around his c**k as he was groaning at my neck. He was 3rd or even 3 more times. Harder, stronger and faster as my walls were buzzing with my orgasm.

He bit my neck as I shouted with pleasure before my walls clenched even more and Charles spewed his hot load inside me. We both groaned and panted for our breaths as we were coming down from high. I was caressing his hair as I was nuzzling his neck. He was gripping my thighs strongly, afraid that I would fall or vanish from his sight.

“I love you, Charles,” I said as he was looking into my eyes. His hazel eyes were softened with emotion that I knew he would have.

Love.

He loved me as he was kissing my eyes, my forehead, my nose and, lastly, my lips. It lingered more than a second as he was smiling down at me.

“And you know my heart belongs to you. The first time we met, I knew all I wanted to be was with you,” he said as I smiled at him. He was confessing his feelings for real and even though we’re married, he still made sure that I would hear it.

“I think we can cross the bathroom out of our list,” I said as I was caressing his chest. He laughed and it vibrated through my body as we were still connected.

“You’re insatiable.”

“And you, my love, are incorrigible,” I said as I pulled him for another kiss.