Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

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Being unable to see anything heightened my senses. Creed’s tongue plundered deep in my mouth as his fingers tugged at my nipples hard through my blouse. I kissed him back, showing him that he was not the only one yearning here and felt his tongue curled possessively over mine.

Wetness pooled between my thighs. This was why I was afraid to deepen the kiss each morning that he would see me off because my body’s reaction to this man was instant. And he didnt even have to hold me to make it possible. He’d just lean against the doorway, topless, and I would go mad over the view.

My husband was the greatest tease of all.

He knew I’d been holding back. He would smirk as he stared at me every weekday morning with all those abs and that god- like face. It was almost like a game about who would break first. And I thought it was me, hence this two-week vacation. I’d worked hard for the past months so I could have a more convenient schedule for the following months because I didn’t think I could keep going without being held by him at night.

My cheeks flushed. I longed for our afterwork chats, especially for our night activities. After being used to it all throughout our honeymoon which only lasted for a month and a half, it was impossible not to yearn for his hands and mouth on my skin.

“I missed this,” I confessed as he released my lips. “I knew I’d give in, that’s why I avoided this. I was helpless without your kisses.”

This time, his lips were on my throat. He nibbled at the soft skin as if punishing me. “Were you?”

I nodded. “I’m really sorry, love. You are my safe space. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t leave your side.”

“Prove it then. Prove how sorry you are.”

“How?”

He buried his face in my chest, biting me through the fabric. “Spread your legs wider.”

I did as he wanted. I felt his hand sliding between my thighs. And when he found his target, he cupped me there and squeezed hard, making me moan helplessly. His fingers stroke the damp lace.

“Red,” he murmured.

I specifically wore that for tonight. I knew how much effect red had on him. It was a good thing that Liz separated my wardrobe by colors.

“Your favorite,” I whispered.

He loved me in any color but with red? It was impossible to keep his hands off me.

Creed hummed. “I am not going to deny it. Red looks perfect on you especially when I take them off you. Like this. My favorite is you wearing nothing at all, Eliánna.”

I heard the sound of my lace panties being torn apart and then I felt his hand stroking me between my folds while his mouth was busy teasing the tip of my breast. He unhooked my a easily and sucked me through my blouse.

“Creed!”

“Hush. You wouldn’t want your secretary to hear us now, would you?”

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Chapter 135

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I bit my lower lip as I remembered that he was right. My secretary was just outside, a couple of meters away from my office, although I was not sure how long I was going to last or how long was going to remember anyone’s existence while my husband’s mouth and hands were on me like this. I felt Creed’s fingers spread me before sliding a finger inside me, making me jolt, as he showered a line of kisses down my belly.

I reached out blindly, looking for something to hold. He guided my hands over his strong shoulders and then he added two more fingers, penetrating me slowly, making me twitch with agonizing need. I gripped his shoulders restlessly.

My voice shook as I called his name. “Creed…”

He blew hot air between my thighs, making me quiver. “Yes?”

“I-I want to come.”

He ran his tongue over my clit, making the heat burned brighter and wilder through me. “Ask me nicely, Mrs. Black.”

“Love, I-I need more. I want to come. Please?”

As a response, he sucked my clit. This time, I couldn’t fight back the scream. It felt like I ought to remember something important, but I’d forgotten. I was no longer aware of where we were. All I knew was just me and him, existing in this tiny space. I wanted to remove the blindfold but then he growled, “If you take it off, this will stop. Do you want me to stop?”

“N-no. N-never.”

For some reason, I could tell Creed was grinning as he dropped another kiss on my quivering core before his fingers reached deeper but not enough to hit the spots I liked as if he was deliberately avoiding them.

“Creed!” I pleaded once more, my eyes beginning to water. “Harder please.”

He was savage. Now I could understand why this was a punishment. Instead of listening to my plea, his fingers slowed down as he ate me out like he hadn’t eaten anything for the past weeks He drank up my arousal as his tongue teased and circled around that tiny bundle of nerve that made me twist and turn in response.

I didn’t know how long Creed had disciplined me with his merciless tongue. I just knew that each time I was almost there, he would slow down again. I felt the sweat forming on my forehead down my neck. My breaths were rugged and tears started sliding down my cheeks from too much stimulation and frustration.

“Are

you going to do it again?”

“Do what?” I sobbed.

“Not saying goodbye before going to work, leaving on a Sunday, making me your last priority even after office hours, forgetting our dates, and…” He cleared his throat. “Forgetting to communicate with me.”

“No,” I croaked helplessly. “Never again, Creed. I promise.”

“Good.”

He sucked me even harder. His fingers finally hit those when I felt his mouth on my ear, nibbling me there.

spots

that made me lose my

mind. I was seconds away from coming

“There is one major problem here, Mrs. Black,” he whispered wickedly.

“What is it this time?” I almost yelled,

“For someone being disciplined, you are enjoying this a little too much.”

“W-what?”

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