Bound by Tension
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Still doing wonders to his lips, I unbuttoned his shirt, slowly taking it off him. Why on Earth was he still wearing a shirt? I ignored that and made the kiss more hungry and wilder.

I slid my tongue into his mouth and our tongues fought for dominance till he won and explored my mouth with his tongue.

I could feel twitching and wetness in my vulva as his hand gripped my arm, traveling to my bare thighs and I was definitely about to burst as his hand was stylishly moving up my thigh.

Still kissing each other like it was going to be the last time we were ever going to kiss each other, I knelt on the bed and quickly pulled my dress over my head, remaining in nothing but my panties.

"Imogen," he stopped me from returning to the kiss, obviously trying so hard to keep his gaze from my full round breasts. "Are you sure this isn't too soon for you? Don't think I'm forcing this on you? You can still jerk back to your senses now because I don't think I'll be able to control myself anymore after this."

"I know." I breathed out. "It's been on my mind for a while now. I want to officially be your wife, I'd love to bear your children, I'll fulfill my promise and grant your requests." I was more than desperate right now, my body was once again taken over by this weird type of hunger. "I love you, please don't stop now. I know you want this too." I returned my lips to his.

He gently pushed my back to the bed, hovering on top of me and resumed kissing me. His lips slowly travelled to my neck and he nibbled on it. I moaned from the slight pain it caused and mostly the pleasure.

His hands travelled to my breasts, giving them a slight squeeze and another moan escaped my throat. "I want to worship your body, I'll make tonight memorable for you, if you'll allow me." He said in a hoarse voice which I considered very sexy and a mood lifter.

I could only nod, my voice was taken by the hands of moaning. Nothing was holding me back at all. I knew I wanted this more than anything. I had been craving for him, curious to know how good he was in bed.

He smirked, then sucked and played with one of my breasts, cupping the other and teasing my nipple with his thumb and index fingers. I was moaning endlessly, about to explode from pleasure.

He slowly trailed his lips down to my tummy, nibbling on my skin.

He held the waistband of my panties and professionally ripped it off. I could've complained about that if I was in my right state of mind.

He parted my legs and teased my clitoris with his mouth, mostly his tongue. I exploded due to ecstasy then he resumed kissing me passionately.

He got rid of his trousers then his boxers and positioned his full length in front of my wet core, teasing it first with the tip of his cock. I should've died from moaning and pleasure already. "You ready for me, baby?" His sexy voice added to the moment. Once again, I could only nod.

My eyes went wide as he pushed his member inside me. I screamed at how big his size was, my scream loud enough to wake the neighbors up but he smacked his lips against mine to muffle my screaming.

I was slowly filled with intense pleasure and we both couldn't stop moaning till we came together, with him releasing his seeds in me, then he dropped to lie on the bed beside me.

"Gosh, I love you so much." I breathed out, unable to believe myself that I just admitted that to him while he was awake. I thought I was never going to tell it to his face.

"I love you too!" He hugged me as we both still panted to catch our breath.

I rested my head on his chest and we remained in the same position for a while.

"Okay, that was awesome and way more amazing than I ever imagined." I had to admit.

"So you've imagined it?" I could sense his smirk.

"Let's just forget I ever said that."

"I don't think I'll be able to forget that, I need to know how many times you've imagined—"

"A second round and you'll shut the hell up about it." I raised my head to him.

"My bad girl. Deal."

We had 3 more rounds because we couldn't get enough of each other and I was being so stubborn and needed to feel him inside me again and again. I also tried my best to pleasure him as much as I could. Every round made me love him even more than I ever thought I could.

Gosh, I finally agreed that I loved him? That was such a great relief.

***

"Hey, sweetheart." Hames' sweet voice drove me out of my slumber.

I stretched my arm, yawning.

Staring at a shirtless Hames and realizing I was still naked reminded me of last night and I couldn't help the blush that flushed my face.

"From that blush, I can tell what you're thinking." He sat on the bed, dropping the tray of food he had on it. "Breakfast in bed."

I sat up straight, covering my chest with the duvet. "This is very sweet of you but I don't like eating without brushing my teeth and taking a bath first. You should've known that since you stalked me."

"Oh... I guess I didn't stalk you enough then. How 'bout coffee?" He lifted a mug of coffee from the tray.

I shrugged, accepting the mug from him. "There's an exception to coffee."

"Last night was the first time I've ever made love to anyone in my entire life."

I felt heat rise up in my cheeks again but still rolled my eyes. "Coming from the playboy?" I scoffed, taking a sip of the coffee.

"You need to understand that there's a big difference between having sex and making love. Last night was the latter. I had the best night of my life and it's all thanks to you. The happiness from hearing those three words from you will last for a really long time. I love you so much, baby."

I nodded, taking another sip of the coffee.

"You should freshen up. Your food might be cold when you're done dressing so I'll ask Faith to make you a new one."

"No, never mind. I'll make breakfast for us."

"You'll make breakfast?" He lifted an eyebrow.

"Yeah, you'll love it."

He left the room. I finished drinking the coffee, returned the mug to the tray then left for the bathroom for my morning rituals.

I did my morning skincare and haircare routine then wore a very short, strapless dress that showed off half of my breasts, just the way I loved it.

After grabbing my phone, I left for the kitchen. Nikita, Lila and Faith were already in it, either eating chips, drinking water or juice.

"So you're all holding a meeting against me in the kitchen?" I joked.

"Nah, we met each other here and Faith just arrived." Nikita explained.

"Oh, Faith. I didn't see you after returning from work yesterday." I noticed her red hair was very disheveled and she looked really tired. "What's wrong?"

"Uh... I—I had to attend to some personal issues. I took permission from the Head Maid, I thought she already told you."

"The head maid? She quit her job last night." I remembered that.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She smiled shortly.

"Is anything wrong?" I asked with concern. She simply shook her head and left the kitchen.

"Weirdo. Anyway, please tell any of your drivers to send my bags to my house, I'm too tired to go through that stress." "Me too."

"Sure, whatever." I grinned, taking out the ingredients I was going to need, dropping them on the counter.

"You want to cook?" Nikita asked in disbelief.

"Obviously, yes."

"We already ate breakfast."

"I'm cooking for myself and Hames, I have no business with you two."

"Speaking of Hames, is he the reason for these beautiful marks?" Nikita pointed at an hikey between my shoulder and neck.

I quickly shook my head. "No, I... it's nothing." I stuttered.

"That's obviously a hickey." Nikita commented.

"So what?" I scoffed, preparing what I needed for the food. "It means nothing, now shut up."

Nikita held back her laughter by pursing her lips.

"Last night I heard you scream and I was so scared. Nikita is such a hard sleeper so she didn't wake up but I ran to your room to check if something bad happened to you but I had to stop and turn back after hearing so many moans. I'm so proud of you, girl. You're finally being a good wife to him."

"That explains why she's glowing so much." Nikita teased and I couldn't help but blush.

"Stop speaking."

"Hey, I'm-" Hames said as he entered the kitchen but stopped, glancing at the three of us. He cleared his throat and sauntered to stand behind me. "Good morning."

"Good morning." They replied in unison.

"Hey, sweetheart." He wrapped his arms around me from behind, planting a kiss on my neck.

Lila cleared her throat, glancing at her invisible wrist watch. "Oh look, I have to go now, I'll be late for work."

"Yeah, me too." Nikita also cleared her throat. "Bye, I'll call you later tonight, if I remember. In the meantime, spend quality time with your husband."

"Sure, bye." I wiggled out of Hames' grip.

They waved at me and left the kitchen.

I returned to cooking while Hames sat on the counter, simply watching me and grinning.

"You're beautiful in every way." He commented.

"Thank you." I smiled. He wasn't shirtless but I couldn't stop remembering how every part of his body looked so hot without those clothes.

"When will you ever let me know how handsome I look? It would make me on cloud nine if you do."

"Never." I chuckled.

"So stubborn." He rolled his eyes, taking his phone out of his pocket and typing on it while sparing glances at me at short intervals.

I finished cooking then served it in two places. He insisted on eating in the kitchen which we did and he couldn't stop complimenting how good my cooking was. It wasn't the first time somebody was complimenting my cooking but hearing it from him made me feel so proud of myself.

I did the dishes after we were done with our meal.

"You're definitely not going to the office dressed like that. We don't want Mr. Hendrix from your first day at work to come alive again."

I cringed after remembering how he barked at me on the first day. "I definitely don't want that crazy jerk."