The Billionaire's Bundle of Joy

Chapter 16

JUSTIN

FOR the first time in a long time, I didn’t sleep well here in Batangas. Since childhood, whenever we were here, I would be asleep by nine o’clock. But last night was pure hell. I took a very long shower, and by the end of it, I still wasn’t satisfied. I went to bed with a painful stomach. Having blue balls on my wedding night was something I had never dreamed of.

Fearing that I wouldn’t be able to control myself and touch her last night, I slept on the couch. I must have dozed off around dawn, and when I woke up, it was already past six in the morning. Riz had kicked off the sheets, and my huge T-shirt had hiked up. Her bottom was fully exposed. I prayed hard. I covered her with a blanket and quickly grabbed a pair of board shorts from the closet and dove into the swimming pool.

I thought she would wake up later, so I felt safe to swim, but I didn’t expect her to be up so soon, wrapped only in a towel in the bathroom. My wife’s wet hair was dripping a bit, adding to her come-and-get-me sexy look. Our agreement was that no s*x would take place.

Tasting her is a different story. And when I didn’t hear any protest from her, I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I guided her hand to my stomach that she had been staring at, and believe me, I felt like I was dying when I let her touch it. I couldn’t tell if her hand was warm or cold. But it didn’t matter because every fiber of my being was burning for my wife.

“Tell me when to stop,” I whispered to her. Her hand that was on my stomach was now on my waist while the other gripped my shoulder.

“T-This is— Uhmp!”

Whatever she was about to say was cut off by my lips. When Ninong said to kiss my wife and Riz said just on the cheek, it made me want to kiss her lips even more. I’ve kissed so many women, but there’s something about her that makes me want to do it. I couldn’t stay still. So when I had the chance, I took it, and I didn’t care if we weren’t alone in the room.

“J-Justin.”

I couldn’t tell if she was protesting because every time my lips touched her skin, her hand would squeeze my waist. At one point, she pressed herself against me. She had no clothes on, and the only thing between us was my board shorts, which were also wet from swimming.

“Should I stop?” My lips were now on her chest, and my hand was already exploring between her thighs.

“I— Ohh!”

My wife was wet for me, and when my thumb played with her clit, she turned into jelly in my arms. I picked her up and sat her on the countertop. This is one of those days I was glad I had the bathroom renovated. I carefully placed her there and opened her legs, then knelt on the floor.

She was pink and moist, and I got even more excited when I saw that she was shaved. Riz tried to cover herself, but I took her hand and put her finger in my mouth. Her lips parted in awe.

“Let me,” I told her as I kissed her fingertips.

“Baka ma—”

“I will be gentle.” I didn’t know what would happen to me if this didn’t happen. I was hard as hell, and I knew I had to do something about it later. But at least, I’d have something beautiful in my mind while I relieved myself. Unless, of course, she lets me in.

The moment my tongue touched her center, I didn’t stop. She was intoxicating, addictive to the point that I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself if I never got the chance to taste her again. I was wrong to tell myself that once I had done it, I wouldn’t crave it anymore. My desire to claim her only intensified. Her hand found its way to my hair, and every time I hit a spot, she would tug at my hair. Even if I went bald, I wouldn’t mind as long as she didn’t stop me now.

I should be at the office by now, but I told them I would be gone for a week. I couldn’t leave her just yet. I wanted to accompany her to her check-up later to see if she and my child were doing well.

But first, let me do this.

Her moans filled the bathroom, and I loved the way she sounded. It made me want to pleasure her more. As I tasted her, I inserted one finger. I didn’t move it, but Riz became impatient and rocked her hips. I could feel her eagerness for me. My goal was to give her an orgasm, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before she exploded. Her womanhood tightened around my finger, and she became even wetter.

“S-Stop. D-Don’t stop. Oh my God!”

I didn’t know which one to follow—stop or don’t stop. She was confusing, but the mother of my child looked so f*****g sexy, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her while she climaxed. I licked up everything she released, including what was on my finger. It was coated with her juice.

When I got up, she was in a daze, and my hard c**k was throbbing. It needed her warm hole to keep me sane. What she did next stunned me. She slipped her hand into my board shorts and enclosed my manhood in her palm. Our eyes communicated, and the next moment was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Love? Are you there? My gosh! What the hell are you doing here in Batangas?! This godforsaken place is so boring!”

It was Veronica. What the hell is she doing here?

Riz immediately averted her gaze from me, and she pulled her hand away. She got down from the counter, and when I tried to help her, she pushed my hand away. My wife was pissed, alright. How was I supposed to know that woman would show up here? I never told her where I was.