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.
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