The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Let The Honeymoon Begin

I rose to my feet, taking a few steps to Ares, and pressed my ass on his strong lap. A strange feeling took over me like a spark, invading my body... fingertips, and toes, going numb from the sensation.

It was Ares’ dominance.

It circled me like an invisible thread and made me feel like a little kitten that wanna curl up and await pets.

As if sensing the eagerness that oozed from me, the back of his hand stroked my back, slow and mindful. I felt myself relax against him, and all the nerves that had skyrocketed the entire time were gone like the wind.

His other hand slipped into mine. "You’re sweaty." He confirmed. "Tell me, baby, am I your boss right now?"

"No..." I replied, confused by his abrupt question.

"Good. I’m your husband, that’s all you need to think about."

I blinked a bit, hazy about his words until it dawned on me. He must have assumed I thought this was a business trip, figuring it was the reason why I was uptight.

Is he... Is he trying to comfort me? That’s odd, but it certainly feels like it.

I eyed Ares, and he just gaped at me with that blank expression of his, but it was in his eyes. They weren’t as cold, and the softness there pulled me in. Faint but alluring in a way that made my heart race, the urge to see more was very tempting.

However, I crave something better. Something only I was stubbornly anticipating.

"Contract husband..." I corrected, a smirk playing on my lips.

Smack!

I gasped at the sudden impact, and it rushed all the way to my brain.

"Say that again to my face."

"It’s the truth—AH!" I clenched him tightly as pain exploded once again.

His spanks never got softer; they got meaner, and I knew if he had another pending, tears would be forced out of my eyes, and I would be a trembling, sobbing mess.

Ares had the power to ruin me with two spanks, and I could only imagine how the rest would play out.

He’s not gonna keep spanking, is he? I think I have angered him. I only meant to tease but...!

"Kneel."

A chill shot up my spine at that heavy command. Before my brain could fathom anything else, I got off his lap, and my knees pressed into the floor. I sat on the back of my legs, palms on my thighs in a perfect pose.

I was wearing a sheath dress that reached above my knee, so my position made it rise a bit.

Ares tilted his head, admiring me. "Always maintain this position when you get on your knees for me."

I chewed the inside of my mouth, satisfied that he was pleased. It was an exhilarating feeling I wouldn’t miss for anything.

Ares pinned me with a look, and on cue, I smiled.

"Yes, honey."

"Good girl."

Be still, my throbbing pussy!

~☆~

I stayed there for an hour or more. Ares was buried in his work as if I didn’t exist. My knees were aching, but I did my best to stay put and be his obedient baby. However, I’m seconds away from hauling my heels at him for keeping me like this for so long.

I’m hurting here! Won’t he even look at me to check?

"Ares..." I said softly, hoping to appeal to him, but he kept his eyes focused on the screen, typing and scrolling.

I bit my bottom lip when my muscles tightened, and I could feel a cramp coming. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain, but I lost it.

My butt hit the floor, and I was all sweaty despite the air conditioner, groaning in pain as I rubbed my knees. I felt a shiver shoot up my spine when I felt Ares’ icy gaze.

He leaned back at his seat, rubbing his jawline as if assessing me. It was prolonged, and it made me feel like I was under observation.

What’s he observing? How long could I sit and pout?

"Seems like there’s a lot for you to learn."

"It hurts..." I mumbled.

"It has to... and you have to endure."

"That’s not fair."

That name. It came out of the blue when he first called me that, yet it does things to me. Things that made me mad because I knew the origin of that name, and also things that made me wanna show him my wrists to just let him take me as he wished.

"Five spanks... only."

Only. If those little numbers weren’t gonna hurt as hell!

Uh-oh.

I shut the door in Ares’s face after he spanked me. I don’t care if there were pending punishments to pay later. He can go to hell!

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