Falling for His Contracted Wife

Chapter 10 – Have gotten married

There weren’t many chances for them to display their affection.

But Wayne was aware that such details should be provided. He remained close to her, one hand on her waist or back. When there’s a lull in the conversation, he will steal kisses from her. Though Andrea knew it must be for show, she genuinely feels embarrassed and flustered.

When Mr. Anderson asked his wife for a dance, the Payne couple followed, urging Wayne and Andrea to do the same. Aria was reminded of the scene she witnessed weeks ago. Well, her brother looks satisfied and in love. He can’t keep his hand and eyes off of her.

During the second piece of music, his brother actually repeated the scene. Andrea finally let go of the embarrassment and kissed him back, giggling when she accidentally nipped his lip.

“Sorry.” Her apology was met by more insistent kisses. It was hard to french kiss without disgusting their company.

It was all too easy to think they were being genuine. Well, she does like him. And maybe he does, too. That’s enough, for now, to convince their respective families that they’re very much into each other. That’s what Andrea believed at this point.

Everyone else was fed with dog food, i.e., their display of affection.

The parents are satisfied.

When it was time for everyone to go home, those two were still stuck next to each other.

“Are you not going home with us tonight?” her mother asked, and she blushed, not exactly able to immediately say “no.”

She turned to Wayne.

“If it’s alright with you?” he asked her dearest mother.

“Well, it’s not the first time. Go ahead.”

Andrea grinned at her mother.

Even the goodbyes took a while. The elder couples forged a close relationship before the night ended. That should be counted as a success, right? Andrea mused.

As soon as she got inside his car, she let out a long sigh. It was fun but also exhausting.

“Tired?” Wayne asked from the driver’s seat. As this was a family matter, he didn’t bring his driver and drove independently.

“Hmm . . .” she replied, but her eyes were already closed.

Wayne stared at her resting figure before leaning over, fixing the seatbelt, and reclining the seat a little. She didn’t stir. Her breath reached his face when he fixed the seat.

After getting more comfortable even with their families around, he’d kissed her many times earlier. It started with stealing a few quick pecks, then full-mouthed kisses as they danced.

He still couldn’t get enough of her.

Better get home first, he decided, dismissing the thought of kissing her in the car. She’s already tired.

She didn’t wake when he lightly tapped her face, so he could only carry her up to his room. Wayne settled her gently on the bed before changing his clothes to more comfortable ones.

Afterward, he’s faced with a problem. Should he change her clothes for her, or should he let her sleep like this?

Would she take offense? Though they have an agreement, he can’t exactly enforce most of the terms unless they’re already married.

He adjusted her position on the bed and lay next to her. When she turned on her right side, he followed as he embraced her by the waist. The feel of her breathing against his chest calms him. He’s tired, too, and slept deeply.

Andrea woke up after a few hours and felt something heavy against her body. She became aware of a warm breath that tickled her ear. She shivered. Slowly, she untangled herself from him and used the bathroom. She should shower.

She was surprised to find new clothes in his wardrobe. Still in the shopping bags. For her? They should be for her, right? This is only the second time she’d been to his home.

After a warm shower and thoroughly drying her hair, she went back to bed. She tried not to disturb his sleep, but when she laid her back on the soft mattress, his eyes opened and stared at her.

She only took a moment before appeasing him. “Did I wake you? I’m sorry. Go back to sleep.”

Instead of doing as she said, he leaned over her with a gaze darkened with desire. He kissed her, and Andrea simply melted under him. His hand was already crawling under her shirt. This is the extent he could go without her telling him no.

She arched her back and moaned against his mouth as he cupped one breast and played with her n****e. Flashes of desire went through her body from his touch alone. As he adjusted his position on top of her, he had one leg between hers.

He’d pushed her shirt over her chest, exposing her perky breasts in front of him. He moved very slowly, trailing kisses from her mouth to her ears, down to her neck and shoulders. All these while he alternated massaging her breasts. Her body was restless, mostly pressing herself more against his hand and body. Even her legs were lightly thrashing against the sheets. Her center throbbed in pain, and she could feel her own wetness. She hadn’t exactly worn panties under the shorts.

Finally, his mouth paid attention to each globe. Kissing, licking, and sucking, making her shriek with pleasure. Her body trembled, and she subconsciously lifted her hips, rubbing her center against his thigh. He groaned when the movement touched his manhood.

“Let’s get married,” he grunted against her ear. He couldn’t wait two more months.

“Hmm . . .” Andrea wasn’t about to disagree. They’ve already agreed. It would seem the timeline was the problem. Who knew they wouldn’t have been able to wait?

“The soonest time possible,” he added, erasing any chance for confusion.

“Okay,” she managed to reply before he roughly squeezed her breast and plunged his tongue inside her mouth. It was a wild kiss and groping for each other’s bodies. He knew her hands were teasing him. They lightly touched his straining bulge, and she hadn’t stopped rubbing against his thigh.

Wayne’s truly at his limit.

They were married after two weeks, but the much-anticipated consummation had to be postponed. He had some business to attend to abroad.

Andrea chuckled at remembering his expression. He mumbled something about firing incompetent people. Clearly, he was displeased that his honeymoon wouldn’t happen anytime soon.

He was only away for a week after signing the marriage certificate, but he’s still busy with company matters. He returns home late in the evenings. Though he still had enough energy to expend after a busy day at work, his sleeping wife was different. Given how busy he is, she decided to use her time to busily work as well.

His parents were concerned because, after their rushed marriage, they heard about how busy their son had become. His mother called him, inviting the newlyweds over for the weekend. His mother hadn’t stopped bugging him for a grandchild despite dating and getting married.

He finally settled the problems that cropped up and now has time to spend with his family. His wife.

He’d been looking forward to their first night, where he could finally possess her.