Under His Watchful Eye
I love it.
When I finally sink into her, we both sigh with relief. When we start moving against each other, it is at a leisurely pace like we agreed mutually to savour the moment. A moment that is as raw as it is magical-A moment that feels to me like coming home. She finally shudders and I feel her cum taking me with her as we both stumble off a very pleasurable cliff.
Afterwards, we talk about silly nothings for what feels like forever. I berate her for leaving, and she berates me for being good-looking enough to make her insecure. Like that makes any sense. When we finally find the strength, we soak in the large bathtub in my bathroom taking every opportunity to touch each other. There are a lot of things I found redundant when I moved into my house and the bathtub was one of them. Sitting with her between my legs in the giant bathtub though, I could almost kiss the decorator for all the redundant things in my house.
Four finds us sitting in the dining room with a nice steak, mashed potatoes, and peas with lots of gravy on them courtesy of the woman seated beside me. She expresses her concern about our new relationship and how we should go about it.
“Perhaps we should keep things private. We don’t need anyone in the office getting the wrong idea.” She says.
The very thought makes me angry.”We are not hiding the fact that we are in a relationship Anna. Whoever finds out let them!.”
She looks perplexed by that, “Won’t that reflect poorly on you and get your investors on your neck?”
Aww, she is so cute, “First of all, I formed my company and got it to where it is. Nobody would be in a hurry to get rid of me. Secondly, my investors are mostly family, and third, I own fifty per cent of the company.” I sound arrogant, but what the hell?”And if someone bullies you for it, I am not above firing some people.”
She is laughing up until the moment she realizes I am serious.
I am not above playing dirty to protect her. That is why I mean every word of what I say to her.
Epilogue
Anna
I am nervous as I walk into our new favourite restaurant. How do I even start to break the news to him when it could make us or break us? The pregnancy test in a plastic bag inside my handbag feels like lead because of how nervous I am.
Liam kisses my cheek when I get to the table looking quite like the refined gentleman.
Nearly a year has gone by since I walked into his house and it has been Eleven months since our relationship begun and I still can’t get over how good looking Liam is. He pulls back the chair for me and rounds the table to take his own seat.
As we order, our conversation veer into work as we discuss how the marketing strategy me and my team have come up with will be implemented. I lead the marketing team now, and with Ava there to support me, we have a solid team in place. Talks like these usually excite me, especially since we never stick to one thing for long. This time though, I more nervous than I should be because of the news I need to break to Liam.
I have gathered enough wits to tell him when he beats me to it. Raising his hand, the ambience of the room changes to dark and romantic. There is a change in music as soft tunes drift to me slowly. Liam round the table to take a knee right beside me taking my hand in his.
Oh my. What is he up to now?
“I have loved you for a year now, and with time I feel like I love you even more.”
He is looking straight in my eyes with such intensity in his eyes.
“I can’t spend the rest of my life with anyone that is not you Anna.” He grips my hands tighter transferring them to one hand and produces a black velvet small box from his jacket’s pocket popping it open.”Will you marry me Anna?”
Will I marry him?
Of course I will marry him.
“I am pregnant.” I find myself blurting out and more a dozen eyes look my way. I regret almost instantly saying that.
Liam looks at me looking amused with me.”I thought as much. Will you marry me?”
This time I say yes and I really mean every word of it. I even mean every word of it when I tell him I love him. He gathers me in his arms swinging me around and for the first time in my life I am grateful for the invention of video cameras.
They gave me the perfect man after all.
THE END