Chapter 36
"Do not announce anything. Why? Are you unhappy with this marriage proposal or you have a boyfriend and no intention to take this relationship till the wedlock?" Carlwouldn't even commit a business deal with a person without getting his background checked. This was way beyond serious involving his commitment and future.
He knew Claire doesn't have a boyfriend but like he said earlier he is not accustomed to take 'no' for an answer. He is a self-conceited arrogant billionaire. "Carl, you misunderstood me. I'm not thinking negatively about this relationship but want to take things slowly."
Carl knotted his brows in response, his temper was already out of range at her objection for his decision. He is not tuned to adjustments. So far whatever he says has been law and no person could dare to counter his choice.
"Take things slowly? How long do you want to take things slowly? I agree to shoulder your responsibilities because I believe you are my family now. Your problems are mine and my happiness is yours. You have been staying in my house for the last eight months. I took care of you. Your dad was sick and admitted in the hospital. You were having financial problems. I cleared it even without your asking because I believe things done without saying are the ones with actual love. You were chased by philanderers. I rescued you. Your brother is a drug and sex addict who was trying to rape his own blood. I saved you by giving shelter. What more should I do to prove to you that I love you?"
Sapphire was distraught, to what situation had she landed herself to? The characters she created in her thread to capture him were today working against her. Little did he know she was a well placed woman, self dependent and intelligent and those people who played their roles perfectly were only a ploy to reach him.
"I have already admitted to you that I love you." His words brought her out of the reverie.
"We may not be in a marital bond as yet but I have already understood you as my wife long ago. And with the same right I tell you today to behave and be the perfect host to my parents, sister and her soon to be husband."
He took out his phone from his pants pockets and walking to his study he spoke to the speaker. "Yeah I need a 24 Clairet diamond ring within the next one hour."
Somebody was speaking on the other line and after which he spoke again. "Yeah, send me the models through the mail within ten minutes and I will select from them."
Carl then probably spoke next to his personal assistant. "Okay, you can send me the photos of party wear dresses."
Sapphire was unable to fathom how fast he could move things if he wanted to.
Within half an hour there was a delivery at the door with two boxes neatly packed in gift wraps. The top one was the smaller one among the two. Looking at their sizes, Sapphire could easily understand what was inside.
The smaller box was the ring and the bigger one was the dress. Carl kept the smaller box with him and extended the bigger box to her. "Put this dress on, the color is my favorite and I like its design too."
He noted the time on his Rolex and looked back at her. "I expect you are mature enough to not create a scene, wear this dress and come down in an hour. Soon is going to be our engagement." He declared with no place for argument and walked out of Sapphire's bedroom.
Sapphire was star studded hearing his statement. How was she going to escape this man? It appeared like she was stuck in an oasis in the lieu of accepting an assignment from NIA. Sapphire now doubts if she could ever escape this house, leaving the city and country are far away options.
She closed the door and placed the package on the bed before she opened it.
Though she had several complaints about Carl for his arrogance and egoistic attitude, Sapphire loved his taste.
She dried her hair with a dryer before she curled it, applied masClaire, eyeliner and a little bit of lipstick. Sapphire was not much into make-up. She spent her teen years in vigorous workout and heavy exercise rather than standing before the dressing mirror and applying cosmetics.
Looking at her reflection she admired her dress. It was a beautiful chiffon quarter sleeve sky blue color gown which reached just before her knee. The neckline was a little deep giving a sexy appeal by showing a slight bit of her cleavage. There was a silver belt that went around it with a bracelet in the center which was studded with diamonds. The dress hugged her body perfectly like a second skin.
As she stepped down the staircase, Carl was waiting for her. His eyes appreciatively raked around her curvaceous figure covered under the dress. "You're beautiful." He complimented with the same seriousness but eyes cheerful unlike before.
Holding her hand, he accompanied her to the car. Sapphire wondered where he was taking her. Like a gentleman he opened the passenger door for her and closed it after she was settled.
"Is the driver not going to drop us?" She asked, peeking her head out of the window like a little girl to enjoy the fresh breeze.
"I do not want a third person between us on our first date." His statements are always clear and precise with no scope for deviation.
Sapphire did not know how long they drove because she slept after a while.
"We are here," Carl announced after a while waking her from sleep. "Come." He took her hand and for a moment she couldn't keep her eyes off him.
Carl was glowing in white sneakers, white jeans and a white V-neck sweater. The cherry-red hickey she had given him during a round of mind-numbing sex last night stood prominently on his neck.
He looked so happy, young and carefree. Every bit the easygoing, good-natured guy she had mistakenly fallen in love with seven months ago. She loved him but unfortunately cannot admit to the world. Her father would make a flip understanding her affair with the mafia don. Her brother would probably never speak to her calling her stupid and her colleagues including Elena would be puzzled because it would be most unlikely of her in their experience to fall in love with the criminal who is a pivotal part of her investigation.
Keeping aside her thoughts because the circumstances were no longer in her control like she anticipated, they would be, they waded through the winds and got to the balloon. It was fully inflated and righted, fighting against the strains of the men. "Ready and all yours, Carl," shouted one of the men.
Carl climbed into the huge woven basket then turned and lifted her over as the pilot pulled on the gas lever. It was so loud she could hardly hear his warnings for her to be careful.
Once they were on and steady, the men released their hold and the balloon drifted up. There was no fear, much to the surprise of Carl because she was a NIA officer and had done bigger stunts against his imagination.
Nevertheless she couldn't help the silly grin plastered on her face. "Is this a good surprise?" he asked.
She was grinning like a kid. "I frickin’ love you!" She couldn't stop herself from admitting it. They were soon high in ascent, and the sun's slow descent produced a peaceful tangerine sky.
Her heart wasn’t even beating as hard as it normally does whenever she is up high. Maybe because her lover’s arms were wrapped tight around her? She could feel his eyes hot on her face while she oohed and ahhed over the picturesque view of Napa Valley below.
Apparently, he enjoyed watching her enjoy. His hands drifted up to her shoulders and turned her to face him, eyes intense and brimming with love. Taking her left hand, he raised it to his lips, kissed her knuckles, and then suddenly dropped to one knee, the untamed wind tossing his hair about his face.
Fucking lord of love, he was indeed doing like he admitted previously. "From the moment I first saw you I knew you were mine. I was bewitched, and the spell hasn't reversed since then. And I don't want it to. I know you've been through so much because of your family that you are frightened of any commitment. But believe me Claire I will give you the fairy tale life every girl desires. You only have to say 'yes'. I want to be your Prince Charming. Your Knight in Shining Armor. Your Romeo. I want to be your Everything. Anything you desire, as long as it is in my power, it’s yours. We're adrift in the sky, closer to God's angels, and you are my angel. I want you to be mine eternally. Please, be my wife, my spice, my life. Share my laughs with me, my wealth, my body, my soul and my heart. Marry me."
Midway through his proposal her face was soaked with tears, and her facial muscles hurt from her persistent grin. "Like you didn’t already know the answer," she sobbed forgetting all her vows to her father and duty towards the nation.
"Of course, yes." A monstrosity of a ring winked up at her. Platinum, with a rectangular cut diamond surrounded by emerald-green studs. She'll be damned...
Carl removed the ring from the slit in the black velvet case and slid it onto her finger. "It was good she accepted his proposal because he would have made her his by any means. Don't you ever take this off," he warned.
"I want you to wear my love. Embrace my love. Boast my love. I want you to love me." He rose to his feet and crushed me in his arms.
"I love you. So hard." Her tears ran amok, and the elation, joy and contentment she felt at that moment were incapable of a perfect description. She will forever remember this day. Forever. Like a lifesaver, she clung to him. "I love you too, Carl. I’m yours. Only yours. Always." The loud gas of the air balloon, the pilot who stood a ways off, the unfriendly wind and its biting chill faded into stillness as Carl and her locked themselves into an undying embrace and allowed God's gentle breathing to float them away.
Chapter 37
By the time they came home it was evening. Carl had urgent mails to attend to, one of them was from Elliott.
He eagerly opened it to note the content and left out a soft gasp gazing starstruck at the information.
Two of the fishermen escaped from the woman mafia leader's house along with his maid who he tortured and forced to be his whore.
The news left him flabbergasted and at the same time happy with expectancy. He immediately called Luke and informed him about the news.
Luke promised to trace out the fishermen as soon as possible before the mafia leader's hands reached them.
When Carl was out of his study, Sapphire was arranging dinner plates on the dining table.
After sending the urgent mails he walked to the dining room. There is an unknown delectation in his stance from the time Claire arrived at his home. To say in a single word it was a feeling of being blessed.
Call him possessive and selfish, yes he was and he wouldn't hesitate to admit it.
He wanted to make her his one way or the other from the time his eyes met hers. Maybe it was love at first sight, he did not know. He was fortunate God has given him a second chance to live which he seldom thought could ever happen after Stephanie.
With his ring plastered on her ring finger, it was a feeling of serenity. Nobody could claim her, now that he turned her into his. He couldn't stop smiling, rehearsing their engagement in his mind.
She couldn't help the silly grin plastered on her face and was smiling like a kid. "I frickin’ love you!" She wouldn't stop herself from admitting it. They were soon high in the air. She was so happy that midway through his proposal her face was soaked with tears and her facial muscles hurt from her persistent grin.
The slight cleavage which was seen when she bent while arranging the dishes on the dining table made his organ erect. He could least fathom; she had so much effect on him that she could get him a boner just by giving a trace of her womanhood.
"Now, Miss Knights, I'd like to take you inside that bedroom and make love to you in every position anatomically possible, since you have shown me something unknowingly very private of yours." Carlwhispered in her ear just to tease her. But would it be the same till the end?
His eyes were stationed ahead in nonchalance as if he was having a normal chat with her. He took a few steps behind and observed her reaction. As expected, it was a sight to see. Her eyes darted to the place he was looking and her face turned tomato red in a blush. She pulled her dress up, giving him her customized sexy scowl.
Carl looked besides and went to low chuckles, controlling his best not to give out a sound. Otherwise she would turn into a sexy tigress.
She took a seat as her legs were about to give up encapsulated in the aura of his carnality. He approached slowly and sat down next to her. His whole body screamed out to take her in his lap and kiss her senselessly. Fuck, when had he become such a pussy whipped prick?
He sat with his body positioned so he could face her directly. She was so innocent and pure, an absolute vision. The fact she had no need to flaunt herself, the fact that she didn’t even notice how heads turned as she walked by, made her more attractive.
Unlike many of the women he had used over the years for his sexual release, she was a natural beauty who required no make-up. He seldom saw her with her face caked with cosmetics. No false tits…. shit on thinking that he had begun to gawp at her cleavage followed by those sexy mountains.
He lifted his eyes suddenly, hoping she hadn’t noticed. But of course she had. Her breath hitched in her throat and an abstruse low squeak went out of her. Hearing her gasp, almost involuntarily…. Fuck. He needed her.
His balls that had hitched up earlier were beginning to ache like they hadn’t been emptied in weeks. He was like a fucking randy teenager, and being near her made it better and worse all at the same time.
He realised he had to pull himself together. His parents and his sister along with Phillip are already on their way. There was no way he could continue the sex act with his sweet little fiance. But fuck, she is so attractive he cannot keep his hands to himself.
He slid his arm over to hers, took her fingers into his gentle but firm grasp and placed it on his chest. "Feel how my heart beats so erratically. Just with your presence beside me, this is the situation. What happens when I…." He corrected his throat, not able to complete the sentence because there it was, that electric shock….again; He knew it would be there.
Shit! He needs to man up quickly. The message flopped on his screen from his sister. "We will be there in half an hour of time."
His cock was throbbing, begging him for a release.
Sapphire didn’t pull away. She could feel the pulsating heat between them.
He had seen the hairs on her forearm stand up because of the sensual arousal instigated by him.
Her eyes flew up from their conjoined hands meeting his eyes that were staring deep into hers, dark, slightly moistened and filled with lust.
He could lose himself in the very depths of her pools. Her pupils replicated his, slightly dilated. Hoodooed, she was turned on too.
They had felt this overwhelming chemistry between them since the first time they met but Sapphire refused to accept it. It was job pressure or family pressure she did not know but probably they were destined partners. That is why no matter how much she tried she could not ignore him and now…darn it, they are engaged too. He is her fiance. What happens when her dad or her brother comes to know about it?
He had never felt anything like this before with any other woman. Sure, they knew which buttons to touch but this was like he was magnetised to her. Claire could turn him on just using her eyes. Where is the necessity to touch?
His jeans became fucking uncomfortably tight as he fought with an ever growing erection. He should not have bought a gown with a deep neck. The cleavage wasn't even so obvious but just a teeny bit. He thought she would look sexy and beautiful but now the dress challenged his own celibacy.
Carl was always a confident man with well planned steps in execution at any moment of time. But with Claire around, he seemed to understand, the situations were never in his control.
He is determined now, he would buy her dresses only with a high neck in future and if he brought anything otherwise it was only for their bedroom and only for his eyes to see.
Thankfully he was leaning over with his elbows on his knees and anticipated it wasn’t screamingly obvious. He closed his eyes, needing to break the connection between them. Probably if he wouldn't see her for sometime, he would be able to carry-on for the night.
But he couldn’t hear anything over the sound of his own heart banging in his chest and the deep gulping breaths he was taking, just to be able to continue with this night. Darn! He shouldn't have invited his family to his house tonight. Instead he should have gone to his parents' place and settled things with Phillip about his sister's marriage.
In business he was so in control, he knew how meetings were panning out and could alter the outcome, just by judging people’s body language and altering his course appropriately. He lifted his spare hand and ran it through his hair, pulling slightly to cause discomfort, bring himself back to the present and not what was going on with his crotch. Was this the effect of engagement and not getting to fuck her immediately?
Sapphire looked down at their two hands and squeezed his tighter, by placing her other hand over the top of his in an assurance.
He lifted his eyes up to meet hers and couldn’t help himself; the magnet just pulled him in again. Lifting up his hand he ran his fingers gently through the long brown locks of her hair. It felt so good falling in-between his fingers. Her hair felt like thick pieces of silk. She stopped breathing, her eyes never leaving his face.
He tenaciously brushed the back of his fingertips across her cheek bone and along her jaw. His thumb brushing over her top lip, taking in the reddish pink blush and wondering if her pussy were the same gorgeous colour, or if he could bring enough blood to them, to make them the same gorgeous hue. Damn the x rated thoughts he always had around her. They tortured him more than what he was already suffering.
Her eyes closed and she began to shift ever so slightly in the seat. Was he really this sort of bastard? He had wanted her since the time he first saw her in the middle of the road and here she was pliant in his hands. It was the last coherent thought that ran through his head.
Fuck he was going to have her now by any means. If his parents arrived before that, they are going to wait until he was fully satiated.
Chapter 38
Grasping hold of her chin he lifted her face to meet his and came down to kiss her. She had to feel it. As their lips met, Carl felt like they had a jump into paradise.
His heart skipped a beat, gearing up to the lewdness and thudded against the rib cage as he constantly was trying to talk to himself to take it slow. But his body wouldn't agree.
It was a crave of covetousness indulged in a feral hunger. He wanted it fast and hard in a wild passionate mode.
He knew she didn’t have any experience with men and he couldn’t fucking rush her. In an attempt to restrain his carnal pleasures, his hands shivered to cup her cheeks.
Even to a chaste caress of his, her body would react like facing a Tsunami. She closed her eyes and her lips trembled, going to the edge of passion, least responding to her control.
He could understand everything. They were two bodies aching to get burnt by each other in a prurience.
Gently leaning over he ran the tip of his tongue along the seam of her closed mouth and sucked, oh so gently, on the fleshy pad of her bottom lip.
Sapphire curled her toes in lasciviousness. Her complete body was on fire and face heated up in scorching red.
"I love the way you blush to my most virginal actions." He pushed away the hairs reaching her face tenderly and leaned over to kiss her more.
She could feel the beat of his heart in rhythm to hers. His cologne smells extremely virile in the scent of musk and lemon.
She slowly and then suddenly all at once opened her mouth for him, his tongue jutted out to meet her tongue and she shyly joined him in their sensual dance.
His lips tasted honey and wine, a wonderful combination that was taking her to intoxication. A low and dragging involuntary moan went out of her.
His hands went protectively around her slim frame bringing her closer to him. She tasted divine. He could kiss her forever and felt more like a fucking teenager more than ever.
With passing minutes their kiss became more and more desperate. Her breath became intense accompanied with the heavy rise and fall of her chest.
He heard the growls, which escaped his throat going deep into the canoodle. Turning his head, he amplified the kiss and their smooch escalated to an alI new different level of pleasure.
He didn’t think he had ever been so turned on in his life. His cock was screaming to be released from its confines. Quickly he moved his hands to the top of her arms and lifted her in his arms.
Carrying her to the sitting room, he put her onto his lap, shifting himself to the back of the couch.
She sat down quickly on his hard on, obviously being taken by surprise at the unexpected feeling between her ass cheeks.
He continued to kiss her, not giving her time to think, in case she realised what was going on underneath her superfine ass.
Her hands went around his shoulders and could feel the poke between her legs even more with his size building up. Both of them were high in clouds of salacity.
His cock felt so much relief from the pressure and heat of her pussy. With every breath he took in, he could smell her arousal mixed with her orange blossom body wash. It was fucking intoxicating like a drug occupying his system.
Her nipples hardened against the silky sky blue dress she was wearing. He could feel them even through their two layers of clothing. The need to see them was all consuming. He wanted to run his mouth over and around them, to flick at them with his hot tongue.
He could hear her almost whining with need as he went stronger into the smooch. His hands started to slowly rub up the outside of her thighs. Over her backside, stopping to flex all of her fingers into her firm arse cheeks. Her dress slowly slid up with his action displaying her smooth creamy long legs.
He pulled her quickly forward, closer to him needing more relief on his cock as she gasped and moaned into his mouth. Gradually his hands reached her thighs and lifted up her dress.
She leaned over to kiss him deeper and he was on time to bring up her dress to her waist. Their tongues move in symmetry to each other.
His hands reached her back and pulled down the zipper. Reluctantly he broke off their kiss and pulled up the dress which now pooled around her neck. Resting their foreheads together he looked deep into her eyes in undying lust. "I need this to come off."
His voice was hoarse and almost unrecognisable with copiousness to his own ears. "I want you to tell me it’s okay because now I'm going to fuck you so passionate that no man could have done it to his wife."
Sapphire's face turned pale like a sheet of paper at his open unwavered declaration. He hated asking the question and giving her time to think, he had waited so long for this day to happen. But he would never take a woman against her will. It was against his morals even when she is his fiance and he has complete rights on her.
Her body showed him she needed him as much as he needed her. But he is a man with ethics so he needed her affirmation.
‘Yes...’ she whispered, her hands now running through his hair and pulling at the slightly long pieces on the top of his head.
‘You want me, baby?’ He asked her in cockiness.
"Yes! God help me." She had thrown away all her reticence to the back seat and leaning over she rubbed her soft hills to his sturdy sternum craving for his hands on her womanliness.
"God can’t help you, but I sure fucking can... Holy Hell, what you do to me." He whispered, not able to believe his own words.
He needed to be inside her. And soon, he wanted to luxuriate in her and with her and take all night to do it, but here in the peak of the hour when his parents were about to arrive he needed it fast and hard.
He carried her through the stairs to reach the bedroom and gingerly placed her on the bed like a priceless possession. She raised her arms to help him and he took out her gown through her head.
He pulled down the cups of her matching lacy bra together. Running his hands over both of her tits, he closed his eyes enjoying their softness under his rough palms.
They felt so heavy with her arousal. She moaned and it was like music to his balls. He put her into his lap again and felt her push down further onto him, trying to relieve her own ache.
Her nipples implored him to take them in his mouth and suck. And who was he to deny her request? He did like her body wanted. Her skin tasted sublime and the reaction was immediate. ‘Oh, Carl!’ Just hearing his name on her lips spurred him on. She knew it was him; she wasn’t just lost in the moment. Continuing to suck and flick at her nipples he held her waist and started to rock her into his dick which was pleading him to get released from the confines of his bottoms.
