Chapter 7 I'm His Wife

Vanessa POV’s I walked out of my room heading to his room, I wanted to look for the perfect opportunity to lay my complaint to him, since he’s proving to be stubborn. As I made to climb the stairs, I saw Sonia and she smiled at me warmly. “What are you doing here?” she asked and I sighed. “I have something to inform Gnero,” I said and she simply nodded as she walked away, but I couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing here, but at the same time it was none of my concern. I got close to his room and as I was about walking him, Lucas came from nowhere and he stood in front of me, his expression unreadable. “What!” I asked. “You can’t visit him, you’d have to inform him beforehand,” he said and I chuckled dryly. I’d have to inform him before him as what, a king or whatever the hell he’s trying to pose as. “If I can’t visit him, perhaps he’d come visit me in my room right? Would that be okay?” I asked sarcastically. If he tries to go high, I’ll go higher. He chuckled, I could tell he was intrigued by my response, but I didn’t come here for him. “Wait right here, I’ll inform him of your arrival,” he said, and I shook my head. “Are you saying even his wife is bound by your rules?” I asked and he hurriedly shook his head, his eyes widened as he realized where our conversation was heading too. “I’m his wife Lucas, I’m not tied by your rules,” I said and the word ‘wife’ felt unreal to me, I didn’t know I’d address myself as his wife so soon, but at the same time it was the only way I’d be able to see him. “But I’m just doing my job, you…” he didn’t complete his sentence as I pushed his arms gently moving away from him. He sighed and he stepped aside. I knew deep down he didn’t want to stop me, because if he had wanted to, I wouldn’t have been able to get away from him easily. “I’ll take my leave,” he bowed and he left. I sighed, and I slowly pushed the door open. As I walked into his room, I was surprised by what I saw, his interior decor was completely different from what I saw before. It was as if he renovated his entire room. “Was it because of me?” I mentally asked myself because I knew he might have seen how disappointed I was in his room the other day, but I was quick to caution myself, I refused to be infatuated by his little gestures from him. I stared around and I realized he was not in his room. “Gnero! Gnero!” I half yelled, wondering where he was, because I knew he was definitely in his room. “Gne…” The words trailed off the moment I saw him walk out of the bathroom in a towel with water dripping down his body. His abs and chest were flawless, it was too perfect that I lost my senses by staring at him alone. My gaze drifted downward, tracing his body until it rested on the towel draped around his waist, my eyes ravished his six packs and an unknown gasped came out of my mouth as I saw his erect dick, trying to bulge out the towel. I unknowingly licked my lips, my eyes sparking in admiration and a tingling feeling in between my legs. “Why are you here?” he asked. “I came…” I was speechless as he flipped his hair backwards, revealing the veins on his arms and neck. I couldn’t help myself as I walked towards him, while he stood and watched as if he was anticipating my every move. My hands landed on his chest, caressing him gently, and not being able to control myself, I leaned forward and I whispered in his ears. “Kiss me.” I saw him swallowed hard, and before he could fathom what was going on, I immediately slapped my lips on his. I kissed him roughly and he quickly caught up with me and he immediately took control. “Mmhm…” I moaned in between kisses, savoring the taste of his lips. I knew I wanted more but I didn’t know how to relay the words to him. I guessed he noticed as his hand immediately went in between my legs, and it trailed upwards until it went to my pants. “Fuck!” I couldn’t help but scream as his finger touched my wetness. I held him closer urging him to do more, I wanted him buried inside of me. He groaned roughly as he pulled away from the kiss, and his gaze lowered down to me. “Can I take off your panties?” he asked and at that moment my vaginal flooded with wetness. “Yes, please…” I pleaded and immediately his finger tore my panties and it slids into my vaginal. “Oh my goodness!” I yelled as I felt the sting of pain, it was like something inside of me was broken, but despite the pain, I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. He continued working wonders in my vaginal as his finger fucked me, his fingers going in and out. until I felt intense pleasure surging through me. “Oh gawdd..” I moaned my hands roaming around his body and it unexpectedly landed on his dick and I flinched. “Fuck! Nessa!” he groaned roughly and immediately carried me to the bed, his face covered with unexplainable hunger and I was glad we both had the same effect on each other. After kissing me for a while, he pulled away from me and our gaze met. “Would you love to have sex with me?” he asked and I stared at him in awe, as I wondered why he’d always ask for permission before touching me. “Please just fuck me,” I mumbled, he chuckled as he stood up from the bed and as he removed the towel wrapped around his waist, my eyes widened in shock. His fat, big and long veiny dick stood erect in front of me and I wondered if he was going to fit inside of me. “Holy Molly! I mentally yelled.