This chapter has mature scenes, read at your own risk?, I won't be responsible for any of my actions on this ??. Lol
Vanessa's POV
After our little "usual" argument a while ago, I decided not to leave the room, until it was few minutes midnight when I decided to stop punishing the baby by not feeding myself.
I was craving some ice cream and I remember Richard stocking up the fridge with various flavors Incase I craved one.
I left the room and headed to the kitchen. I put on the light and opened the fridge to search for a chocolate flavor and when I got it, I looked for a spoon and settled on the chair behind the kitchen counter to have some and later eat some Pringle before going to bed.
I heard footsteps and before I could find a way to leave the kitchen, the demon appeared in front of me even before I could blink.
"I see that you decided to leave your room finally" I stood up from the chair to exit the kitchen so as to avoid another round of argument.
I was about to pass his side successfully when I felt his hand on mine pulling me back into the kitchen.
"I want to say picking up your call without your permission and selecting apartments for you without asking for your consent is wrong. It was totally wrong of me" I blinked, is that the Richard that I know.
"Is that a way of saying you're sorry?" I asked and he nodded staring at me.
"Is that even a sorry for you?"
"You know it's not easy for me to say that word and I'm trying here to pass it across to you as much as possible that it's totally wrong of me to do that to you" he apologized and as much as I saw his struggles, I still won't let go of the issue. I guess the hormones were at work.
"Why did you pick up my call? It was totally wrong. You should have told me after you did that"
"It's not a big deal" he shrugged
"That's it! You're selfish, you do things as long as it satisfies you and not think about somebody else. It's totally unfair."
"What else do you want from me, Essa. Don't you get tired of arguing? I'm stretching the olive branch to you here. Just let go of the matter"
"Let go, fine. I didn't know I'll get to see the day you'll admit you were wrong about something" his eyes were focused on my lips and I just couldn't breathe properly at the moment.
"It's a one in a lifetime privilege, don't expect to see that side of me or hear me say that another day" I bit my lip in order to avoid his intense gaze.
"Don't do that!" He removes my bottom lip from my mouth. I shivered from his touch and even as much as I wanted him right now, I just can't jump him.
"I was wrong too, the whole issue is not that much of a big deal, so we'll just settle the whole deal once and for all but don't expect me to say sorry too" I admitted
"Expectations hurts" his voice was different and I knew he felt the sexual frustration as much as I was.
"I guess that's true. Before I forget, Micheal said my bracelet was with you___" My words were cut off as I felt his lips on mine, he was kissing me and before I could register what was going on, I couldn't stop and I was kissing him back.
He hands was roaming my body and I was standing on my toes without his mouth leaving mine. Sensing my struggle with reaching his height, he grabbed my a** with both of his hands and placed me back on the kitchen stool that I was sitting on. My legs was wrapped tightly around him. I could feel him in between my legs.
I placed my hands on his chest. His abs were hard and I wanted to taste them at that instant. I removed my mouth from him and before he could protest, I removed the singlet he was putting on and placed my lips on his chest.
He removed my mouth and resumed his torture on my lips. He moved to my neck and sucked on my G-spot till I could no longer breathe. I was high on sex!
His hands left my shoulder and grabbed my thighs to place me on the kitchen cabinet. He removed the cloth I was wearing and I could feel the cool breeze on my body.
He removed his mouth from my neck and stared at me intensely, "You're beautiful" he breathed out heavily.
"You're bipolar" he laughed and placed one of his hands on my breast, teasing me.
Before I could say more, his mouth was on my nipples, sucking and biting gently and another hand was moving closely to the spot in between my legs.
I was moaning out loud and I couldn't stop myself or him either, I just had to give in to my feelings.
Suddenly, I felt a vibration, something was vibrating against my hand that was on his trouser. It was his phone!
"Your phone?" I tried shifting from him but his hand has left my breast and already pinning me against his body.
"It'll stop ringing"
"Pick it up, it might be an emergency" I appealed and even though my inner self was telling me to shut up and continue what was going on, I couldn't stop.
He grudgingly removed himself from me and placed his left hand on my bump before using his other hand to remove the phone and pick up the call.
"Yes, who are you?" He replied angrily
"Okay, I'll see what I can do about it but I can't promise I'll do it now, I'm busy" he shouted back into the phone.
"Whatever Tiffany, I'll see what I can do"
He dropped the call and looked at me intensely for the nth time that night.
He bent down to place a kiss on my baby bump and also on my forehead.
"Who was it?" I found myself asking
"Tiffany"
"You mean your mom. Can't you just call her mom and not Tiffany?"
He removed himself from me totally and gave me an irritated look.
"It's not your business Vanessa. I have work to do, I'll see you in the morning." He picked up my cloth and placed it on my lap before leaving me half naked and sexually frustrated on the kitchen cabinet for Christ's sake.
Bipolar he is! Freaking Bipolar!