Xander.
I didn't want anything to do with the ceremony. Knowing very well that Vanessa was not pregnant with anything was another mystery that was eating me in the heart and I didn't want to focus on it.
Kedra was happy. Funny how I can't make her happy even though we are married. She talked with people who told her congratulations. Yeah, 'congratulations' Kendra, you love pretending so much that you could spend the whole of your nine months wearing some fake pregnancy bumps. How will she survive all these? She has been surviving this, why am I even concerned?
After the event, we were supposed to head home but I couldn't. I couldn't sleep with her in the same bed knowing very well that we had spent the whole day telling lie to people. To Kendra, that was nothing, totally nothing. It was just like another day, another announcement and everything will be okay. She wanted to be on the lips of everyone, 'don't worry, you are already on everyone's lips.'
She left and I took another way to get home. My mind didn't lead me home, they led me to the safe place I wanna be, to the penthouse. I wanted to see Vee's face. Smile with her for another night without being dramatic. Sometimes, the safest place is all you need, you know here, you can do anything and have a good day all along. I am free with her, and though I know it's illegal, I feel it's right in all ways. Sometimes I question if Ever felt this way when she was talking to the snake in the garden and ate the apple.
Walking into the room, Vee was not on the sofa watching or doing anything. I guessed she knew might have slept. My heart broke, I hoped she was watching the event so that she can see how I was waving at the cameras. I can't just be waving at the camera for nothing, I was waving because I thought she was watching so that she can see me waving at her and sending the, 'I love you a message.'
I sat on the chair but wasn't comfortable, I planned on going to bed. I know she won't mind me beside her. I wanted her so bad. She is my heroine, the only medicine that I survive on when I have my issues. Without her, I am withdrawn, I am nothing.
The lights were on, I guess she wasn't sleeping. Maybe sprawled in bed. I walked in and, damn, is that her body? What is she doing? Why is she jumping up and down? Why is she, wait is she moaning and crying at the same time? Don't tell me she is touching herself, this might as well be the happy day that I didn't expect. She sits on the bed and lifts her arm. Okay, I know people who have things for the armpits but I did don't know she does. Being keen, I realize she is not smelling her armpits or anything, wait, that is... No, she used the waxing beans fuck, she will regret this. She hisses then pulls it, "Vee, what are you doing?"
She is startled as that helps because she removes the wax that is dry and throws it at me before jumping off the bed. She is naked! She throws the wax she removed from my face and it catches me by surprise. I can't keep my eyes away watching her body. She turns around quickly and runs to the bathroom. Okay? What is she doing?
I walk to the bathroom door but I decided against it. My body starts to feel hot just having her image in my head. Her perky breast was on her chest. Her flawless body. At least I know it's not some Brazilian Butt lifting she has there, those are natural, small waist. I am possessed, I need saving right now. My brother threatens to storm out of the cage to run to her but I have to control myself.
I walk back to the living room but walk back hoping she is back. Maybe I should head back. This was a mistake doing this, coming here, and doing all this. Walking up to the main door. I had to fight about a thousand battles of whether she is okay or it was just her body attracting me towards her. I turned the doorknob but fuck it, I need to see her.
"Okay, bro, are you sure, you don't want to dip it in her warm?" my mind will never stop reading me. I tilt my eyes at him and walk back but I have to give an answer which is a no but he of all the people knows the answer. "I am married, I am going to help her," that's all I say but my mind laughs back at me. Okay, you are young to 'help' her," his laughter hints when I take the next step and I have to shake off my mind. The next step and he is still looking at me with those eyes. "I am not saying anything. Just go 'help' her make sure you only do that then, you have to stand by the contract." Fuck, the contract. Okay, I will deal with that.
I shake him off and rush to the bedroom, I heard the groaning from Vanessa and I know she is in trouble. I knock on the door but she is not responding. Instead, she is quiet this time around. A next hiss and I bang on the door but she avoids me completely. I know I messed up, and I know I had to hide my face away when I walked in, but that doesn't mean that she can close herself in that room and do whatever she wants. I use my legs and hands and throw the door down, I walk into the bathroom and am cuddled in the corner, her eyes terrified. Shit, maybe I should have just used a key open it.
I didn't say anything but I quickly grabbed her and a towel on our way to the bedroom. She grabbed the towel and tied it around her body. She is protesting but this is not the time.
In high school, we used to do the waxing because it took time before the hair grows back. You need to have a friend who would rip it off and pour some cold water. Just one pull on your armpits and it will be on fire. No one would pull it on your groin area. A nice way was to trim it off and then wax it. Seems our baby girl here, wasn't told about that. She forcefully did it anyway and she is in trouble now.
"What are you hiding?" I questioned rising my brows. She was not speaking. Much of protesting though and it was just funny. I quickly removed the towel from her chest. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't going to look from what I saw from far, I respect Vanessa and I can't do that to her. I wanted to see if she was okay and if she had pulled every wax off her body.
When I couldn't find any on her armpits and legs, the only place I was sure she had it was in her private area. She grabbed the towel and corrected herself but I held it, "this is an assault, stop it!" I didn't care, she can say that when I help her remove the wax. Removing the towel, there it was, stuck there and she was slowly removing it but it was still intact. I looked at her but I didn't want to laugh. She will feel like I am laughing at her. I rushed to the kitchen and fetched some ice cubes from the fridge. She needed to cool herself. Placing them on top of the area she had pulled off, I left it to melt as I thought if how to pull the remaining part.
A slight gasp came out of her mouth and she was crying. I attempted to step that by closing her mouth using my hand but she bit it. I was worried that she is not going to calm down until we are down.
I forced my lips onto hers. I know it was stupid. Stupid to force her to kiss me but that was the only way to make her feel less likely to win and to lure my brother that he will get something but he won't get even a sneak peek. She was shocked, her lips soft, but she didn't respond.
"You need to return the kiss, or I won't remove this." she looked at me and opened her mouth. Looks like she has improved in her kiss. She was trying it though she is still not that good perfect. Sometimes she would bite my tongue but I didn't mind that, we had to remove this. I slowly pulled it, my lips working on her, while my hand worked on the wax. She pulled me closer, her hands on my neck, kissing me hungrily, and I was lost. She was immersed in the kissing like we were not pretending about it. When I was done, I enjoyed the kissing for the last time but pulled out before we do more damage. She gasped, and opened her mouth a little, I watched the longing in her eyes. The wanting, the ache of my lips leaving hers and I returned it, fuck.
"Here, I have removed it." I showed her the wax and she smiled while hissing. I felt bad, I placed my hands in her gently and held Ed to cool her, but that was a big mistake, she was wet all over. Not from the ice, but her juice was a river, warm, feeling in my hands. I have to confess, I let my hands linger there for a while, I was enjoying this too much. Looking at her, she was gasping while moving toward me. I kissed her but she dipped herself all in. I didn't need another imagination. I needed her to make me complete. I needed her to make this fantasy home complete.
Her hands dipped on my neck, her lips on my mouth, she was ready to give me her all. I broke the kiss first and looked at her, "we can't come from this."
She looked at me then at my lips. She smiled, 'I don't want to, I want to move on," she went on kissing me, I couldn't help but place my hands on her hips. She was not hard to tame because she hasn't been tamed. She smiled and I would help but wink at her.
"Allow me to do this?" she stopped kissing and looked at me, "permission granted," I said and she went on. Sucking our lips together, she made sure my lips were in hers. I placed my hands on her breast and slowly kneaded them as she moaned. She stopped kissing and looked at me, love in her eyes. I don't know if that is the same thing that I had in my eye. Mine was a total lust. Greed to have her.
"Does it always feel like this?" she asked and I chuckled. No one ever asked me how it feel. I just know it feels like this when I want to do it with someone who I love and admire, it feels very good to do it with her, "let us find out, shall we?" she nodded and my hands explored her body. She had a lot to explore. She has an amazing body to die for. Beautiful legs that made me horny. Her whole personality makes me want the organism at different times. How many times I have touched myself when I was in the office because I wanted her? I have called her name one or two times when having a conversation with Kendra and even pictured her when having sex with Kendra.
She removed my shirt. So naive, I guess she watched a movie today and is trying to put her skills to work. She opened every button and I allowed her to do that. Her blush could be evident as she spread the shirt out and watched my body. She loved it, "wow, it is amazing, I love the way you are toned down. May I?" she didn't need any permission. I picked up her hands and placed them on my chest. She gently spread her hands on my chest. It felt amazing. I wanted this. Her hands shift on my torso as she rubs them. She doesn't know the effect she is inflicting on me by doing this. She stretches her hands and is on my waist. Playing along until she came to the button of my trousers. She opens them. I don't think I will get over this. The way she is trying to be sexy, it's naive but so pure. She kneels on the bed and opens the trouser, letting them fall and she stopped.
"What happened?" I asked as soon as she stopped. She moved back looking at me. Crawling away from me, further away. I couldn't understand why. I tried to touch her but she was jumping off the ned mad and running away. I tried to jump but I had my pants on. I was supposed and by the time I was done with the trouser, she was not in the bedroom. I it on my shirt and followed her.
"Vee, Vee, did I do anything?" I asked trying to get hold of her but I couldn't. She was not around. I ran to the bathroom but I could. Find a sight of her. I know she didn't walk out of the door because I didn't hear the door open and close.
I wanted to turn on the lights but I decided against it. The city lights were illuminating the house. I started looking around. Walking to the kitchen counter. On the floor but she was not there. I turned the chairs but she was not there. A slight wind below and I saw a figure seated on the window behind the curtain. I walked to her and she was crying.
We were just having a normal time, a good to me and she stood up without a warning. She was sniffing and stopped when she heard me. I sat on the other side and left her alone. Looking at the city, it was beautiful, not like the pretty face beside me.
"I am sorry, I should have asked if you wanted to, I am sorry." she looked at me and placed her hands all over her face. Shit, this killed me. I walked over and sat next to her. She threw herself at me and cried all she wanted. "You didn't do anything wrong. I am just..... I don't know, I am the problem."
I don't get her. She is not the problem. She is everything. Did she go through something? I don't think she is crying for anything. "Did I have anything to do with it?" she shook her head and just laid on my chest.
"I am just stupid."