Sweet Surrender: The CEO's Second Wife

Catherine observed her husband's face trying to read his thoughts. She knows that her husband loves babies, but what he doesn't understand is that babies need thorough love and care by their mothers, and too many babies to take care at once can be mentally, physically and physiologically draining for women.

"Are you upset hubby?" she asked 'coz she can no longer bear his silence.

John stared into her eyes and smiled. "No. Why should I? You got a point wife, let's add another baby after they turned 5 and 4 years old respectively, okay? Three or four years interval is good enough for you?" he asked wanting to hear her answer. He was looking happily at his children lying in the bed beside him, they already made him feel so contented, accomplished and blessed, adding one more baby to the brood will be triple the fun. He was thinking that three to four years interval is good enough. Although he can afford to hire many nannies, if his wife doesn't want to add another baby then he doesn't want to force her.

Catherine smiled. "Thank you for your understanding, hubby," she said.

John rises from the bed and carries the already sleep baby James in his arms and put him gently in his crib. Then he goes back to the bed and focused his attention on his daughter.

"You play with her for a while, I'm going inside the bathroom for a shower," Catherine said and get off from the bed.

"Take your time and enjoy your shower wifey, don't worry about baby Angel, I will take care of her," he responded.

Catherine grabs a clean bathrobe from the closet along with her sleeping attire and went inside the bathroom to enjoy her bath.

John enjoyed playing with his baby daughter in the bed.

Twenty-five minutes later, Catherine exited the bathroom, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

John glanced at his wife wearing black cotton short and a pink crop top displaying her s.e.xy body, her long brown hair hung s.e.xily behind her back, instantly, his eyes turn dark with d.e.s.i.r.e. He suddenly had a turn on looking at her, the bulge in his shorts was noticeable. He remembered that the last time they had s.e.x was last week. Damn! That was too long! he missed her already.

He continued eying her sensuous movements until she plopped down on the bed beside baby Angel, he can smell her bath soap entering his nostrils, he was salivating at her voluptuous womanly curve, firing his libido with never-ending p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e sending adrenaline rush to every fiber of his being.

Catherine glanced at her husband. She recognized the raw hunger shimmering in his eyes. Her gaze lowered down to his shorts, she saw the bulge in there his d.e.s.i.r.e so raw it pounced on her. She bit her lip in anticipation looking at him in the eyes.

Their eyes locked.

John's hand move and reached out for her lips brushing them with the back of his fingers. "I miss you," he whispered in a husky voice.

She arched her eyebrows, smiling seductively at him. "Huh? Why miss me? We see each other every day," she asked innocently although she knows the meaning behind his statement.

John pinched her cheek playfully still staring at her like a hungry wolf.

A few minutes later, he can no longer contain his d.e.s.i.r.e pulsating in his veins, he stood up and went to his wife's side. He settled beside her in the bed spooning her in the process. "Let's make love, wifey," he whispered rubbing his body against her.

Catherine giggled. "I miss you too, but let's do it later, baby Angel still wide awake," she reasoned.

John pouted. "I want it now," he demanded. He sneaked his hand inside her crop top, cupping her b.r.e.a.s.t and kneading the twin peaks.

Intense d.e.s.i.r.e surged into Catherine's body, she m.o.a.n.e.d...'ahhhhhh...'

John buries his mouth on her nape and began s.u.c.k.i.n.g the skin on her neck while his hands were busy kneading her b.r.e.a.s.t.

"Ahhhhh...mmm..." Catherine m.o.a.n.e.d again loving what he's doing on her erogenous body parts.

John paused a moment and snatched the blanket near the headboard and covered their bodies. Done covering their body he continues fondling her b.r.e.a.s.t and kissing the exposed skin on her back wanting to arouse her to a fever pitch.

Catherine elbowed her husband. "Later please...ahhh..." she m.o.a.n.e.d when he s.u.c.k.e.d at her skin.

"I want now," he insisted.

Then baby Angel suddenly let out a cry.

Catherine exposed her left b.r.e.a.s.t to her daughter's mouth, the baby immediately s.u.c.k.e.d on to her mother's n.i.p.p.l.e wanting to be feed.

John glared at his daughter.

Catherine looked at his husband's dismayed face and giggled in amus.e.m.e.nt. "After I feed her, she will fall asleep then we can continue where we left off," she murmured in her silky voice.

"I want now!" he demanded like a spoiled brat.

Catherine rolled her eyes. "Behave like a m.a.t.u.r.ed a.d.u.l.t, okay?" she chastised him.

John grinned naughtily.

His hands slowly went down to her tummy.

Catherine gasped feeling excited by the pleasurable sensation his hands brought to her skin.

His hand rested at the waistband of her cotton short, teasing her.

Catherine elbowed him again. "I'm b.r.e.a.s.tfeeding our daughter!" she reminded him.

"I know, just continue doing it while I continue my business here," he chuckled in an amused tone. He instantly plunged his right hand beneath her lacy u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r and palmed her throbbing nether region, he starts kneading the silky flesh beneath her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r.

Catherine m.o.a.n.e.d..."ahhhh...mmm."

"I know you like it, do you want me to stop?" he whispered into her ears, teasing her.

"No, continue," she grinned.

"As you wish my love, your wish is my command," he chuckled heartily. His fingers still kneading the surface of her crotch, c.a.r.e.s.sing it slowly sending her body into overdrive. He wants to tease her a bit longer until their daughter will finally fall asleep.

He lowered her shorts and discarded it at the edge of the bed, he was still fully dressed, he didn't take off her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r yet, he inserted his hand inside her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r and massage her firm bottoms and kneading it with satisfaction.

Catherine was delirious liking his gentle arousing massage on her rear end. When his fingers were already trying to stray near her honeypot. "Behave, husband! Our daughter is still wide awake," she reminded him.

John smirked and naughtily plunged his index finger into her center ignoring her protest.