"Tumpak po, Sir Ayden."
"Kita mo na, Mrs. Ynchausti?" He had issued with a wide smile.
Oh, how he made falling for him so easy...
"Sweetheart..." The neediness in his voice brought me back to the present where I intuitively folded my knees before rhythmically lifting my hips off the bed to propel him deeper into me.
He let out a long groan of appreciation. "Fuck...you are getting good at this...but, Sweetheart, are you...close?"
"It's okay—"
"It's not. I don't want to leave my wife wanting..." he said before he lowered his head to my breast to put a nipple inside his mouth as one of his hands started playing with its twin.
"Ayden..."
He drove into me harder and I let out a gasp as his movement gained momentum.
"Ayden...please...more..."
My orgasm came hurtling and barely a second later, I felt him shiver his release.
"Good morning, Mrs. Ynchausti..." he murmured lifting his face from the crook of my neck to smile indolently at me.
I laughed. "Parang delayed naman yata ang greeting mo?"
"Trust my actions more than my words," he uttered with a boyish grin. "It's a good morning, right?"
"It is but you'll be late..." I turned my head to look at the digital alarm clock on top of the bedside table. "It's already seven in the morning."
"It's only seven in the morning," he corrected. "Ang aga pa."
"Paano kung ma-traffic ka?"
"Ano naman?"
"Ayden, I don't want people to say na nag-asawa ka lang ay napabayaan mo na 'yung trabaho mo. Baka isipin nila bad influence ako sa'yo."
"We're newly-married. Mas magtataka siguro sila kung on-time akong pumapasok kahit na may asawa na ako," he reasoned before placing a kiss on a forehead. "You worry too much..."
"I just don't want them to think that..."
"That...?"
That it was a mistake marrying me, I wanted to say but gave him a bright smile instead. "Wala. Don't mind me. Minsan kung anu-ano na lang talaga ang naiisip ko. What do you want for breakfast?"
"Nag-breakfast na ako..." he cheekily replied.
"I meant food."
"Ahh, food ba?" He laughed softly. "Kahit ano. 'Yung madaling i-prepare. Ayoko ngang ikaw ang nagluluto, eh, dahil may chef naman."
"Gusto kong ipagluto kita kahit agahan lang," I said.
He got off me. "Well, what my wife wants, my wife gets."
I sat up wrapping the duvet around me.
"Sweetheart, that sense of modesty is uncalled for," he said pulling the downy sheet off me.
I was tempted to tighten my hold on the quilt but decided that I was being silly.
I stood and he gave out a low whistle. "Ang sexy naman n'yan."
I turned to look at him. "Late ka na, tumayo ka na d'yan."
"Patayuin ko ba ulit?" he asked with a laugh.
"Engr. Ynchausti!"
"Oo na, tatayo na nga," he said before he got off the bed and then swept off my feet to carry me to the bathroom.
Chapter 5: Bane
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