The CEO's Entanglement

21 Love Me

Elise POV

I step out of the shower and start to dry myself. Morris left to drop Emmy off with my brother Jacob since Conor insists that he will becoming to my show tonight. Hands circling my waist bring me out of my thoughts and I jump. The towel I had wrapped around myself drops to the floor. I look up into my husband's hungry eyes.

I feel like it's been forever since I've let him touch me. Am I ready to let go of the hurt and anger at this moment? Some of the lust fades from his eyes as he must see the indecision in my eyes. He brushes my wet hair back away from my face. "I love you Elise. There has never been another woman before you or after you. You are my heart. I know my decisions hurt you, but I promise you that me wanting you, and only you, has never changed," he says.

His words seem to mend another part of me. His hands run down over my body, resting firmly on my hips. "You have the most beautiful body. Every time I even think about you my c**k gets rock hard." "Even with the extra weight and stretch marks" I say. I hate myself for even questioning whether the changes that were made by bringing my beautiful daughter into this world could change that my husband finds me as attractive.

"Elise McNair" he says, snapping me out of my self-deprecating thoughts. My eyes meet his and I watch as he gets on his knees before me. He presses a kiss on my belly. "You have always been the sexiest woman I have ever met, but this" he says, running his hand over my still pudgy belly. "Is even sexier. Knowing that my child grew here. That our future children will be grown here inside this beautiful body, so close to this amazing heart," he says, pressing his hand over my heart.

"Morris" I say quietly. His eyes meet mine again. "Please make love to me." He's on his feet and scooping me up in his arms without another word. I can't help but giggle at his enthusiasm. He lays me gently in the middle of our bed. When he steps back, I watch as he starts to strip out of his shirt. My husband is the sexiest man I've ever seen. He takes pride in his body. Once he is standing only in his boxer briefs, my eyes automatically go to his six-pack and well-defined V I love so much.

"Do you like what you see, Mrs. McNair" he asks with a smug smirk. "It's alright. I've seen," I start to say, but he pounces on me. "Don't you dare finish that sentence, or I'll spank your fine a**," he says. He presses me into the mattress and feeling his skin against mine is already making me wet. I run my hands down his toned back while he takes my mouth against his.

As our tongues swirl around each other, I feel his hand move down my body. I arch my back as he grips my breast roughly. He breaks the kiss looking into my eyes. "I've missed this, missed you" he says as he starts to kiss his way down my neck. "I've missed you, Morris. God, you feel so good" I say as he runs his tongue around my n**ple before he pulls it into his mouth. I can't stop the moan that escapes me as he rolls my n**ple between his teeth.

He runs his hand down between us as I pull his head closer to my breasts. The minute I feel his finger swipe through my soaked folds I mule against him. "Is my little wife greedy? Do you need to c*m?" "Yes, please, make me c*m" I beg. "As you wish my love" he says, clamping his mouth back around my n**ple.

His fingers are relentless as they move in and out of my core. His thumb rubbing delicious circles on my cl*t. I feel the familiar build as the pleasure I've missed starts to peak. Morris bites down on my n**ple and I scream out his name as the org*sm rips through me. Without skipping a beat, he moves down my body and laps at the juices that soak me. "Morris, please, I can't." The pleasure is too much as he starts to feast on me, pushing me toward another climax.

"Yes, you can. I want more. I want to feel you c*m on my tongue before I fill you, my little wife" he says. It doesn't take long, and he is pushing me over the edge again as he pumps three fingers inside me while he rolls his expert tongue on my cl*t. "Morris, oh, my god, f**k" I scream.

He moves up my body and flips us, so I'm on top. "F**k your husband Elise" he says. I feel boneless from the two org*sms he already rang from my body, but I do as he asks and lower myself onto his c**k. "I've missed this p**sy. Never keep it from me again, Elise. I need to feel you stretching around me every day. This p**sy is mine" he says. His dirty talk makes it hard for me to focus.

I love to hear him claim me. "It is yours as much as this c**k belongs to me" I say and his eyes darken. "Damn right it does," he says before he starts to pound up into me. I can feel myself climbing as he pulls me down and kisses me like I'm the air he needs to breathe. When we finally break the kiss, I sit up and grind down faster.

His hand snakes between us rubbing my cl*t. "Morris, I love you" I scream as I c*m for the third time. He pumps a few more times and I feel him empty himself inside me. Neither of us thought about a condom, but right now I don't care. We always talked about having at least three kids, so if it happens it happens. "I love you, Elise. I thank god for meeting you on that plane every day."

He rolls me to my side and presses a soft kiss on my forehead. I snuggle into his side. "Sleep for an hour, my love. I promise I'll make sure you get to the show on time." "You better or Benton will slap your a** this time." "Not funny, he's lucky I didn't kill him when he touched you. Gay or not, the only man who has a right to touch this a** is me," Morris says, squeezing my cheek. I smile as I fade to sleep.

Morris POV

As promised, we pull into the gallery on time. My wife looks amazing in her off-shoulder blue dress. Hearing her talk about her body earlier had me wanting to punch myself in the face. I hate that my inconsiderate choices have let doubt bleed into that beautiful head of hers. I meant what I said. No woman can hold a candle to Elise.

She takes my hand, and we make our way inside. I'm always amazed when I see her work. I was never a big art guy but, her stuff is amazing. I might buy a new piece for the office tonight. As soon as Benton spots us, he heads in our direction. "There she is my favorite artist and her big scary husband," he says.

Elise throws her head back and laughs. "I'm going to steal your wife for a moment if you want to go grab a drink at the bar big guy," Benton says. Elise gives me a quick kiss and follows Benton. I make my way to the bar and order two fingers of top shelf whiskey. I look around the room as patrons are starting to arrive looking for my sister and brothers. My eyes stop when they land on f**king Loreli and Melissa, along with a woman I've never seen before. What the f**k are they doing here?

I take a deep breath because I will not ruin my wife's big night and I will not allow them to do it either. I scan the room hoping to spot Elise, so I can give her a heads up, but I don't see her. "Morris," Melissa says, and I turn to see the witches' coven has made their way straight for me. "Melissa, what an unexpected surprise. I didn't realize that you were a patron of the arts." "I am. I'm in the market for some new paintings, and we heard about your wife's show. Thought I'd kill two birds with one stone. Show my support for your wife and decorate my office," Melissa says.

I really look at the other woman for the first time, and she looks familiar, but I can't place her. "How rude of me. I know you already know Lori, but this is my friend Jules. She used to work at the company many years ago, but you might not remember her. She was your dad's assistant for a short period of time," Melissa says.

Memories of walking in on my father with a younger version of this woman flash in my mind. I force them away and plaster on my best fake smile. "I'm sorry I don't remember you. Thank you for coming to my wife's show though. I'm sure she'll appreciate it. If you'll excuse me, I have to go find my beautiful wife before the show starts." I go to step around Loreli who is pretty much blocking my path when she reaches out to touch my arm.

I shake her off quickly when I spot Elise heading in our direction. She immediately wraps her arms around me when she reaches me and I breathe a sigh of relief. "I didn't realize that members of your company were coming tonight. That is very sweet" she says.I lean down, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. "I didn't either, but hopefully they will spend a lot of money on your amazing art." "I'm glad to see you are alright, Morris. I would hate to see anything bad happen to you," Loreli says as we turn to leave.

I feel Elise stiffen next to me, but I don't allow her to turn around. That b**ch is just trying to get a reaction out of me. I know she had something to do with what happened in the garage. Now I just need to prove it. The show is amazing, and I'm grateful to not see the witches coven for the rest of the evening. Benton is going over everything with Elise when I slip away to use the bathroom. When I step inside, the bathroom is empty.

I finish my business and stand at the sink to wash my hands. When the door to the bathroom opens, I don't bother looking up until I feel arms snake around my middle. When my eyes meet Loreli's I'm ready to lose my sh*t. I immediately free myself from her and turn to face her. "Are you out of your f**king mind? Why are you in the men's bathroom and touching me?"

She tries to step toward me, but I move back. "We aren't at work, Morris. You don't have to worry about us being an issue here." "Us, there is no us. I am married and I love my wife. We may not be at work, but this little stunt just cost you your job. I can promise you that." "I may lose my job, but you'll lose a hell of a lot more if everything goes to plan," she says. Without a word, she turns leaving the room and I notice her wiping her mouth. I step into the hallway needing to find Elise and damn near fall on my a** at the sight in front of me.