The Last Ceo’s Deal

A DEAL WITH THE CEO

Fanuel.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

I was going literally crazy right now as I stared at Christine writhing under me with pleasure.

I wondered what would have happened if I hadn’t arrived earlier, gosh!! That son of an uncircumcised dick could have had his way with her.

That thought alone broke me, I wanted to scream and go crazy and kill all of them.

Why were they after her so much that had to go to the extent of drugging her.

This was a sex booster reaction and it’s so impossible to quench such taste and feeling once it’s in your body.

I imagined Alex staring at her body and touching her and I squeezed the sheets tightly balling my fingers in a fist.

That douchebag!! I’m nowhere done with him.

He totally messed with the wrong person this time around and I will lead him to his grave once I’m done keeping things in check.

The President had called me for some bullshit impromptu meeting and I had to leave immediately thinking that it might be important.

Matters relating to Mirabel’s dad were crucial for me and my company and I didn’t have to mess it up.

I reached the villa but the old man was spewing nonsense about politics and other countries.

How is that any of my fucking Business?

What has South Korea and Northern Korea’s conflict has to do with my company and its presence? I listened boredly and nonchalantly, looking anywhere but at him.

I couldn’t even control any meaningful words because it was full of shit.

My phone chimed and Christine’s name appeared leaving a message.

My heart palpitated anxiously, not wanting to read it.

She was so mad at me when I left, I thought.

I promised to give her space and all the time she needs. It won’t be easy for her to just flow along with me in a twinkle.

I’ve hurt that girl so much that I deserve whatever harsh words and treatment.

But the fear of not being close to her or leaving her was so great.

I want to take care of her and spoil her to bits.

She had the heart of gold and didn’t deserve whatever she faced.

I unlocked my phone. I couldn’t wait any longer out of curiosity and suspense.

‘ I didn’t mean what I said.’

Just that.

A short but powerful message that was enough to break my resolve.

Her call came through and unexcused myself using the restroom as an excuse.

“Christine?”

I called but I heard her whimpering voice and the next thing was blank.

I tried calling again but it was unavailable. It doesn’t seem right, something was wrong and I need to check it out to be at ease.

My mind was already in torrents and the president tried to persuade me to stay to discuss a promotional magazine for my company.

To hell with that right now and I dashed out of the villa and moved straight to my car.

Mirabel blocked my path.

“Are you stalking me?”

I asked and she denied claiming, she came over to see her dad and she coincidentally met me.

That bitch!!

She had planned all this to keep me distracted from going to the mansion after drugging Christine.

Seeing Alex there explained everything and I could have injured his brains if not for Christine.

I needed to make her calm but there was only one way.

Damn!! A horny Christine is sight and mind-blowing.

It was taking Every ounce of my body not to lose control and slam myself into her.

Fuck!! She was so beautiful and sexy.

Have we talked about how wet she is for me right now.. ugh!! Christine, why not kill me.

I’ve never felt this way with someone else.

I was always in control of myself and in charge, but I gave into every of her demands and pleas, moaning like an idiot.

She trembled and shook under my touch and stared at me still with need.

Fuck! Christine didn’t do this to me.

I can’t hold up any longer.

If she continues this way, I’m definitely going to fuck her and slam those curvy ass on laps.

I want her.. so bad but I’m never going to take advantage of her in this state.

“Fanuel…”she pleaded with a needy eyes.

“What’s wrong with me?” She asked confused as tears trickled down from her Hazel eyes.

She shouldn’t cry, I hate it especially when she’s with me. She’s cried enough.

“Christine, are you okay?”

“I’m not, I’m…oh God!!”

“You’re what? Say it Christine.”

I nudged her knowing how the words she’s about to spew will affect my entire being.

“I’m.. so horny Fanuel and it doesn’t feel right.” She confessed while my hands trails to her lips.

“You were drugged.” Her eyes widened when I said that and she looked confused but she quickly replaced it with need as she grabbed my neck and kissed me hard and faster.

I gave it to her not being able to get enough of her kisses.

She breaks off and blurts the abominable.

“I need you Fanuel, Please…make love to me.”

My brain automatically shut down at those words and I closed my eyes and shook my head.

“No Christine…just give it time, It will soon wane off. Please babe, I’m not taking advantage of your state.”

“Fanuel!! Please, it’s what I want and not about you. I don’t care if you call me a slut afterwards but it’s my problem to deal, just fuck me.!!”

That was it!!

Everything I was trying to hold shattered into pieces and I kissed my wife…. So hard that we hardly breathe.

I’m going to give her the pleasure she seeks.

I’m going to tell her I’m sorry I am and take her to the sky never to come back so soon.

Her whole night will be filled with pleasure and not that stupid nightmare that makes her cry nonsense.

I dived my tongue deep into her, kissing every side of her lips and slowing down. My wife was so naive in kissing but I was going to teach her.

I kissed her lower lip seeking entrance but she tried to kiss my lower lips too.

“No babe, do the opposite of it.” I tell her huskily and she hugged me and kissed my upper lips, dancing her tongues inside my mouth and I groaned at what she did.

It was still trying to recover from that when she bit my lips slowly, taking her lips off me and slamming it back.

Fuck!! Christine.