A FEW WEEKS LATER
EVAN SEVILLE
Ever since we took a huge step on our relationship, ever since I got a taste of her, ever since I got her virginity.
Things changed between us.
"Ngh..! E— Evan, you'll be late for your meeting with your bo— Hng.." She rasped against my ear, with her waist wrapped around my waist, her body against the wall and with my body pressing hers, as I fingered her tight pussy with my that kept clenching around my fingers.
"Sorry, little on, I just need to do this before I go.." I held her head against my shoulder, kissing the top of her head, when she finally cried out in pleasure, squirting all over my hand. With her small hands gripping my shirt that were wrapped around my broad shoulders, crumpling it.
I could feel her wetness showering over my throbbing cock— I've been craving for her ever since we had sex a few weeks ago. I just seem to not get enough of her, getting obsessed with her in many ways, just wanting her all the time, and it made to just keep providing with everything I had for her.
I gently placed her down on the ground, her legs trembling while I held her still under her elbows, as she gripped my arms, giving it a squeeze. She buried her face on my chest, breathing heavily.
"How's my princess doing?" I kissed the top of her head. She only raised a thumbs up, making me laugh softly. She glanced at me, pulling away and her eyes slowly looked down, as she sucked a breath with her fsce flushing red, "changed your clothes, now." She demanded strictly, and I just obliged.
After a while, I changed and looked for her, finding her in the kitchen, already preparing for her new work, which was a café that was near where I had own little company there with many writers, who were also inspired to have their books read.
She was wearing my black shirt, which she tuck the front in her skinny jeans, letting the half of my shirt fall back to hide her booty, wearing an NB shoes, which I personally had it customized for her. I looked at her up and down, biting my lower lip as I closed my eyes.
She was a Goddess, a heaven in sight for me. I wished I have a day off— A thought suddenly click on my mind, what if..
"You better stop at whatever you're planning, Evan. You should be leaving for work instead of looking me like that," Amelia walked up to me, which I didn't notice not until she flicked my forehead.
I rubbed my forehead, looking down at her with a smile before pulling her into a hug and kissing everywhere on her face, making her giggle, "I love you.." I muttered against her lips, pecking those beautiful lips before proceeding to kissing her forehead.
She leaned on to my kiss then kissed on my neck, "love you, too.."
We left our home, got into my car as I drove with my other hand on her thigh. We talked and laughed as I drove to her work café, dropping her off. Before she could get out, I grabbed her by the neck and kissed her, my tongues delving into her small mouth.
She didn't pull away, she kissed me back, which I desperately needed her to do. Because I feel like I won't be able to breathe if she didn't. I pulled away with a breath, staring into her brown eyes, "if anything happens, call me, okay?" I kissed her forehead as she hummed in reply, "love you, Evan.." she looked at me with those loving eyes.
"I love you more, sugar. Now stop looking at me like that, otherwise we'll go back hoke again and I'll eat you up." She blushed, slapping my arm, making me chuckle as she quickly got out of the car and got back inside the café. My eyes followed her like a prey, watching her for a moment while she spoke with one of her colleagues, her hands on display.
I caught the glimpse of our marriage ring on her hand, pride rushing in me— She's my pride and she's my wife, my happiness. I drove, but not after giving her three beeps for those special words for her. Not long after, I received a text from her: "Love you, too. Drive safe, I'll be waiting at home..<3."
I smiled as I read the message while I drove, putting away my phone in my pocket. I reached the small company I own, got inside, and started discussing things with the other writers. They plan to publish 2 books— Usually we published once a year— some of the authors wanted to publish 2 books a year.
I agreed with it because I usually finish two books, each had a maximum of 6 months to finish and a minimum of 3 months. We gathered all the documents, the copies, the book designs, to prepare it for a publication. We have our own tools, our own inks, our own book designs, our own book covers to make, to help us published our dreams.
A few hours into working with the publication, we finally did it. We took a break and I brought them to the café, where my beautiful, gorgeous wife was working. When we got inside, ringing the bell above the door, Amelia greeted us with a smile. Not until she saw me, she smiled brightly like the sun.
My heart skipped a beat at her smile— Gosh, it was the most beautiful thing, my favorite. I winked at her, before she guided us to our table and got our order, except mine, she already knew I love dark chocolate coffees. My colleagues and I talked and laughed, until Amelia started serving our drinks.
She was casually smiling at my colleagues while I silently watched her, taking a sip of my dark chocolate coffee. Suddenly, one of my colleagues, John, who was just a newbie in the company, grabbed Amelia's hand.
"Can I have your numb—"
"Have some respect towards my husband, please." She smiled coldly and pulled her arm towards herself, and left. She left John stunned, started asking who was Amelia talking about. Until his eyes landed on mine when one of our colleagues was whispering to him, he slowly turned pale while I sipped my dark choco coffee. I smiled casually, and he looked down— Probably, embarrassed.
I looked behind me, looking st Amelia, who was working with delight. She could probably feel my gaze on her because she turned around, then winked at me.
I'm craving more of her ever since we had our first sex..