Chapter 37: Chapter 37

Angelica

Augustus hasn’t arrived to the office as yet. I called on his number but it was going through a voice message so I called the landline and one of his servants attended it with the information he is down with temperature. My heart began to thud. Would he require any help? Will he be okay? Should I go and take care of him? What if he asks me the reason for my presence in his house? I began twisting my fingers and started pacing in my cabin. I wasn’t able to think straight. My mind became a computer with questions appearing one after the other like I was attending some competitive exam.

After a few minutes an idea strikes. Yes! I fist my hand in the air and was already at his entrance ringing the bell. “I am Mr. Martin’s personal assistant and I wish to take his signatures on these files.” The butler nodded his head and allowed me inside. He was getting down the stairs in a casual grey t.shirt, black pants yet looked irresistibly sexy and handsome. As charming as he always is, he appeared different from his usual looks which I got used to over the years. My eyes wouldn’t stop feasting on his stunning personality. His hair was scuffled and there was slight stubble appearing on his face unlike the usual cleanly shaven appearance. I began to feel the goose pimples taking in his well formed appearance.

He sat beside me on the long sofa placed in the drawing hall close enough for me to breathe his toe curling masculine scent. Oh Lord! How much more are you going to test my celibacy against this marking Adonis? He takes the files sitting on my lap and his fingers slightly brush the skin on my legs. Cold creeps began to crawl instant in my system. I gulp and look at him from the corner of my eyes playing with my fingers. My hands ache in need to get a touch of him at least for one more time even if it was for a millisecond.

A lady dressed in a maid’s uniform comes to me holding a coffee mug in a porcelain tray. I felt a bit hesitant to drink in front of my boss while he wasn’t consuming anything. “Drink up.” He says in a husky voice still perceiving the file in his hands. My ears perked up. After a lot of time I could finally hear him. Sweet Heavens! Can anyone in this world be as engaging as him?

I take a small sip from the mug and begin to cough uncontrollable. In an instant he drops the file on the table in front and pulls himself closer to me. “Are you a one year old baby who doesn’t know how to drink?” He scolds me like I was a kid simultaneously running his hand on my back. After a while the cough eases and I twiddle ones again with my fingers. “What do you want?” He asks me studying my anxious features. Shit! How does he know everything about me?

“My dad is being released from the hospital today. Can I get an hour of permission for today afternoon to drop him home?” He was now reading the contents of the file and I understood he did not hear me. You are a messed up idiot Angelica. Why do you always get nervous around him? Now do it again. My sanity tries to teach me and before I open my mouth he speaks. “Pick a car of your choice from the garage. Oliver will drive you to the hospital and then to your home. Take leave for today and spend time with your dad.”

I felt immensely happy for his kind gesture. The devil holds a heart. With a soft smile I speak to him. “Thank you for the help but I can take my car to pick him up.” Drawing out a long breath he looks at me with irritation. Damn Angelica! Now what did you do? “That is not a car that you drive. It is only an assemblage of a few nuts and bolts. No further arguments.” He dismisses me quick and fast. “But sir…” My voice stops in mid air looking at his ferocious face. “I care for my employees more than you can imagine Ms Evans, because if they land into a trouble it is my company which is going to bear their hospital expenses. Take the car and you may leave now.” He stands up putting his hands in his pant pockets leaving me with no place for an argument.

I pick the file seated on the table and mutter to myself “arrogant scoundrel.” Why do I always fall for him when he cares nothing for me? His botheration is for the company losses but not for me.

“I heard it.” he speaks a bit high standing behind while I walk to the entrance and gave him my dirtiest scowl pulling the entrance door open. A hand reaches my wrist and I turn around horrified. When did he reach me? Is he a super man? “Arrogant Scoundrel, Is it?” He holds my face in his big warm hands and smooches my lips.

My toes curl in a euphoric pleasure as I place my shivering hands on his chest feeling the deep stallion bushes beneath the soft fabric of his super fine cotton shirt.

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Pushing out the comforter I sit straight on the bed looking around. It was just a dream Angelica.

A smile triggers my lips. “Augustus” I call out for my husband but there was no reply. I run out of the room and call out for him ones again from the couloir in front of the stairs. “Yes baby I am here.” I hear his voice from the kitchen along with the sound of the microwave beeping.

I rush the stairs quickly, run through the hall to reach the kitchen and hug him tight. He was motionless for a few seconds and then his hands slowly reach my back holding me protective in his pulchritudinous arms. “Did you have a bad dream cupcake?” He asks me softly running his hand on my lose tendrils. I don’t reply him but look at him with an unquenched lecher. I cup his cheeks in my hands and kiss him hard like a thirsty tigress. We pull apart for a want of taking breath and he tells me in a mockery. “My little kitten wants something more than food now.”

I was lifted bridal style and taken to the bedroom while I kiss him all over the face leaving no place unmissed of my kiss. He dropped me on the bed kissing my lips in force. Flicking the buttons of his dress shirt he looks at me with so much passion and unclothed me with a compelling devotion.

He sucked on my pink nipples making me feel deliciously wanton. “You’re unlike any woman I have ever known.” He said silkily against my lips nibbling down my neck, nipping and sucking, marking me as his with hickeys. All my rational thoughts fled in thin air as my husband rose up on his knees roughly pulled my legs up over his shoulders, positioning me right where he needed to shove that hard length.

He didn’t give me a chance to think and simply pushed his cock taking great pleasure in slowly but assuredly sinking his manhood deep inside my wet sheath. A separate kind of violent sparks ignited in my clitoris. It was a pleasure deep abiding with a satisfaction that radiated all my body. Desire slammed me like a violent track barreling down the freeway without brakes.

To be completely filled with his ‘long’ was a pleasure I never could possibly have known but one that made me slaver for more. He gripped my legs leaning into me for more leverage. His face damp with sweat, hard and determined but glazed with hunger was a beautiful site for me to cherish and view.

Why does he always be so damn hot? He rammed his cock into me hitting a spot that reverberated with pleasure by each hit and I thought I might lose my mind from the wonder of it. The penetration was mind blowing as Augustus out let out his finger for my clitoris as he fucked me.

“Oh God Augustus” I blow out like a Cheshire cat. “Come for me baby doll…” He ground out his voice in a sexy rasp as he neared his own release. Everything clenched hard of my primal cravings which seemed to send me to an orbit unknown. “Yes” He cried out his thrusts becoming more erratic as he flooded me with his cream. “God Yes” I screamed in return. “This is the best one.” I breathed out in complete gratification.