The Ruthless Ceo Shameless Wife

The chapter below has a lot of m.a.t.u.r.e scene.

After the dinner and a little catching up rose and Harry left the old house and headed back to their house.

But since rose couldn't keep her hand to her self Harry drove to his penthouse.

 Harry drove us back to his penthouse . He helped me out of the passenger seat and led the way through the front door. With neither of having having a plan, slipped into the kitchen to make something to eat  harry recovered a frozen pizza from the depths of his  freezer to which we both agreed wouldn't be so bad.

Harry slip the cheese pizza into the oven and close the door quickly. Leaning against the we counter, I watched him move in  Front of me and dip his head down, catching my lips with his own. I melted into the kiss immediately, wrapping my arms around his neck in attempt to climb to his eye level. To assist me, harry wrapped his large hands around the underside  Of my t.h.i.g.hs and lifted me onto the counter.

 He stepped between my legs and leaned his forehead against exposed skin of my c.h.e.s.t, his warm breath traveling down the cleavage of my dress. An army of goosebumps rose across my skin and I shivered involuntarily.

We were  silent, but it didn't matter.   I looked down at harry with emotions that I didn't recognize in my eyes, my head spinning. I needed him to make the first move, but I knew he wanted to do things at my pace, which ruined any chance of him taking charge.

So when he finally lifted his head to meet my gaze, I was my hand and helped me slide off of the island surprised when he took "Come with me." He mumbled softly into my hair as he pressed a sweet kiss to my temple. I nodded, confused at his behavior.

I walked in to his bedroom looked around and the room It wasn't what I expected I looked at him and said" will it not what I expected but amazing anyways.

  "Well I'm honored that you think so highly of me, nena." He mumbled, his hand cupping my jawline while his thumb brushed across my cheekbone

 "Nena?" I questioned, biting the inside of my cheek, "What does nena mean?"

"Babygirl." He answered simply. It was word, three syllables. Yet suddenly, burning with need, radiating outward as my skin began to warm.

I stretched onto my tiptoes and one my core was attempted to kiss him passionately, but because of my small stature compared to his giant status, I merely pecked his lips.

 Harry chuckled and craned his neck, eliminating the distance for me to kiss him the way I needed to. In my second try, harry kissed me back fervently, backing My fingers disappeared in his soft dark brown locks, pulling and tugging gently against the wall me at the roots.

Harry tongue flirted with my bottom lip and I obliged, parting my lips to deepen the kiss. I m.o.a.n.e.d into his mouth, feeling lightheaded and hungry for more.

 "We can stop whenever you want," harry whispered softly and I smiled, taking his hand in mine. "Harry," I used his fingers to gently slip the thin straps of my dress down my arm. "I don't want to stop." With a nod, harry leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips while his hands pulled the entirety of my dress off.

 His eyes bore into mine as he placed my hands on his c.h.e.s.t. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt until it hung loosely on his shoulders. He shrugged it off and kissed down my neck, his tongue gliding my collarbones painstakingly slow. Finding the clothing ratio between us to be far less on my part, I slowly pulled his belt through the loops of his jeans  and let it fall to the floor.

 My fingertips flicked the button of his pants through the hole and he helped over me pull them off of his legs. The moment seemed so intense, we were breathing so hard we had done nothing but take each  and yet other's clothes off.

"I don't think we ever talked about this, but I've never done this." I swallowed hard, anticipating some sort of crazy quiet for a moment, his bottom lip caught between his teeth reaction.

harry was in thought "Well, I'm not going to lie, I don't hate being the only guy you will have been with," I rolled my eyes the idea of me and smacked his c.h.e.s.t. He laughed quietly and leaned his forehead against mine, "Are you ready for this?" "Yes." I answered instantly, not a single thought having to pass my mind to know the answer to that question. Without another word, harry continued to kiss down my body, coming back to where he had left off right between my cleavage.

Harry dropped to his knees, his eyes now level with my b.r.e.a.s.ts "Hermosa Beautiful]." He whispered his breath hitting my n.i.p.p.l.es and causing them to firm. A soft sigh escaped my mouth and I fluttered my eyes closed whiles harry blow cold air cool air against the hardened buds.

I almost ached with need and not long after, harry's warm mouth enveloped my n.i.p.p.l.e, his teeth skimming the bud, his tongue quickly soothing the bite. I whimpered, my fingers pulling at his hair for more.

harry then moved to my left n.i.p.p.l.e, his tongue working and swirling around it with the same vigor as he had my right. With one last kiss applied to the wet skin, harry's tongue slipped down my navel, his teeth gently tugging at the lace of my u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r. He looked up at me, his eyes trained on me as he slowly tugged them down I took a deep breath, enjoying the sensation of his breath against my s.e.x With his eyes still looking into mine, harry spread my legs and licked up my inner t.h.i.g.hs. I knew I was already wet and I could feel him smirk against me, his tongue inching closer and closer to where I needed him to be. And almost as if he could read my mind, his tongue jutted spluttered out an out and licked up my folds.

I spluttered out an incoherent jumble of letters, unable to connect any fragment of higher thinking. Finding my cl!t, harry gently nipped at the bundle of nerves before his tongue ran circles around it vigorously.

My mouth involuntarily formed in the shape of an'o' and my fingers dug into his shoulders, my knees beginning to buckle from beneath me.

"Delicioso." He murmured, causing vi- brations to rack through my throbbing Going south, his tongue suddenly eased into my entrances, curling its length inside of me. My back arched and I whimpered his name, my eyes welling.

His mastered tongue pumped s.e.x in and out of me while his thumb worked my cl!t, causing me to shake and writhe from above him. My knees began to feel like gelatin, wobbling like a newborn and about to give out. As I began to fall, harry caught my t.h.i.g.hs and lifted me against the wall, my legs now wrapped around his waist. "Tell me how that felt, Princesa." He mumbled as he kiss around my shoulder, s.u.c.k.i.n.g love bite into my shoulder.

"I-I-" I swallowed, my head still spinning. "G-Good." harry smiled against my jaw and opened up the nightstand beside him, pulling out a golden foil package. With one arm supporting me, harry slipped his boxer b.r.i.e.f.s down his legs and I felt his member graze against my backside.

"Do you want to keep going?" He asked, searching my eyes for any signs of discomfort. "Please." I nodded, taking the foil package from his hand and ripping plait, Monsieur S'il vous[Please, sir."] harrys's normally bright blue eyes darkened as I spoke French tightening his grip on me .

The latex slipped onto harry's member and he situated himself below me, his tip at my open. him, his grip on me sl.i.c.k.i.n.g between my folds. I looked into his eyes as he slowly push in, my walls tightening around him. He g.r.o.a.n.e.d lowly, biting his lip to control himself. "Te sientes tan jodidamente bien. [You feel so f.u.c.k.i.n.g good." He growled, taking a deep breath.

Once he had his h.i.p.s pressed to mine, he waited for me to give him a sign to move. It took a few moments for me to adjust to his size .After awhile the pain melted into a delicious burn and I nodded for him to continue. He recoiled and thrust again, this time slightly faster. With each thrust, the sensations began to shift from painful to earth-shattering p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

My h.i.p.s began to buck against his in attempt to push him to go faster, harder, deeper His fingers dug into the skin of my as my nails scr.a.p.ed down his muscled back. I kissed him hard, tasting myself a.s.s on his tongue as he f.u.c.k.e.d into me. Our h.i.p.s met and divided over and over, causing sounds to echo throughout his bedroom.

Without missing a beat, harry carried me to his bed and threw me onto the firm mattress before grabbing my legs and pulling the bed. He threw my legs over his shoulders and plunged back into me gazing something me making me see stars.

"Justelà,s'il vousplaîtpas, monsieur. [Just there, please do not stop, sir.]" I cried out, my head thrown back and my spine arched. harry readjusted himself to another angle that managed to hit that specific spot repeatedly, my core ne vousarrêtezswirling in a pit of heat and satisfaction.

I fisted the sheets, harry's name falling from my lips in the form of m.o.a.ns on repeat "I'm close, I'm close," I w.h.i.n.ed softly, to which Harry licked his thumb and began to rub figure-eights against my cl!t"Déjaloir, nena. [Let go, baby girl." He grunted into each thrust, encapsulating one of my n.i.p.p.l.es in his mouth. My core built and built, and built until finally I shattered, my legs becoming noodles as my toes curled in ecstasy harry rode out my o.r.g.a.s.m, my walls tightening around his clck, bringing him to his climax. With one final drive, harry spilled his seed into the latex inside of me, his c.h.e.s.t heaving above my trembling body. I kissed his muscle, the taste of his sweat solidifying what we just done. he slowly pulled out of me and discarded the latex in garbage bin, falling in bed with me.