The day finally arrived, today is my first day at work. Today I will work for the most important businessman, Yazahib Meyer, my boyfriend and the love of my life. I am very nervous to know exactly what I will do in that imposing building that is the center of all the projects. Yazahib has given up on the idea of going to a doctor about the pregnancy. I was able to convince him that it was not necessary to go to a doctor, I promised him that when he least expected it I would get pregnant and we would have a baby.
Simone, Russa and Will, they reproach me for the lie that I am keeping and I force them to keep it too. They want me to tell Yazahib the truth, but I can't do something like that. Yazahib would be very angry to know that I am taking care not to go pregnant. I really don't know how angry he could get over my lie. On the other hand I am making plans for my aunt to come live with me in the United States. I don't want her to work in that seedy bar we used to work together anymore. She is very excited about the idea, and although she does not have the money to buy her plane ticket yet, working with Yazahib will give me the ease of having more money. That is another discussion that is part of the list of dislikes in the relationship between Yazahib and me. It bothers him that I don't ask him for anything and that whatever I wants, I get on my own, but I can't do anything against that. I am happy doing things by myself.
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His strong sweaty body against mine, delicate and wet, his big hands touching every inch of my skin, clinging to my body, his sensual, warm and full lips kissing mine, his erection invading my wet and wanting cavity. Our eyes fixed on each other, the moans in time, our smiles of pleasure taking us to a level of ecstasy from which we cannot descend. His movements are fast, accurate and so deep that they leave me breathless. Yazahib is turned into an animal and it drives me crazy to feel like that. My man is strong, he is exciting and a stud who always teaches me something new in bed.
“Aaahhh, love… god… if you continue like this I won't be able to go to work today, since yesterday you've been doing it to me like a… mmmm yes…,” I cling to the sheets after that intense orgasm I'm having, “I can't stand it anymore heaven, I won't be able to walk,” Yazahib smiles with pleasure.
Amid the pleasure he narrowed his eyes, “won't you go to work honey?” He sinks into my cavity harder and deeper, “you better not go and stay here at home.”
I finally understand what he's been doing since yesterday, “do you make love to me this way so that I don't go to work?" My question makes him laugh. "Yazahib, why do you do it? Get off, get away from me,” I try to remove him but he hugs me and sinks nonstop. My moans don't stop coming out one after the other.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I make love to you because I want you, because you're my girlfriend and because I want to get you pregnant," he bites my left nipple, making me cry out with pleasure.
"Get away from me ..." I ask, wishing I had him inside me for much longer.
"No, I'm not done making love to you, I want to possess you for much longer." He kneels on the bed and clutches his hands on my hips. When I feel him pull me to penetrate me more deeply, my body vibrates from the delicious penetrations, “Just look at you, feel like you need this from me… fuck, I love to see you this way,” he bites his lip and looks at my sex for a few seconds, “you're red, wet and very eager,” he looks over my body, “you're fucking perfect, Daniel ... I can't stop wanting you so strongly,” he looks into my eyes with desire, morbidity and lust, “that's why you have to be mine, only mine ... that's why I will never allow anyone, absolutely no one to get close to you,” he increases his movements and after giving a guttural growl he reaches orgasm as always in the depths of my cavity.
"Aaahhh, love…" I squealed as I reached another orgasm after him. Yazahib falls on me and I hug him tightly, “I love you,” I whisper before receiving the delicate and loving kiss from him.
"And I love you my queen" I smile happy to have him as a boyfriend.
Yazahib turns on the bed and leaves me on top of him, “you have to learn to stop being so possessive and controlling,” I play with his beard, “dear, I'm not going with another man, just because I dress sexy doesn't mean that everyone will be after me ... it does not mean that they will fall in love with me "I smile when I see his serious gesture, “you must trust me."
His brow furrows, "I trust you," he assures me, "but not in those sons of bitches, you're mine Daniel, and I'm not going to risk it, you can dress sexy for me, only I can look at you with desire, do you understand? Only me,” he gets up with me in his arms, “we are going to take a shower to go to work,” he looks at me and cocks his smile, “are you sure you can walk? I penetrated you very hard.” I look at him reproachfully, I knew that he had been making love to me with such intensity to prevent me from going to work.
"Yes, I'll go to work either in a wheelchair," I look at him with a serious gesture. "Yazahib, understand that I'm not going to stay at home and wait for you to support me. I can work and study, I did that before I met you. Why is it so difficult for you to lean on this?” He puts me down once we get to the shower.
Yazahib looks at me angrily, “and why can't you understand that I want to have you as a queen? Damn it, Daniel! You just have to study, you should relax and let me pamper you,” angry at his stubbornness, I turn on the shower and get under the water. Yazahib does not give up and neither will I, I will not allow him to do his will, he must learn that in love things are not the way he thinks them. “Are you not going to talk to me?” Taking me by the arm he turns me to look at him, “ever, listen to me well, I will never give up. I'll fight until you realize that I get everything I want.”
Turning away from him I look into his eyes with fury, “and you listen to me, I will never… never succumb to you. I'm going to show you that having an independent woman is the best thing a man can have by his side, for God's sake Yazahib ... you can't lock me up here, understand that being in this mansion doing nothing is being in a cage for hours and crystal,” tears leap from my eyes because of anger, “I am not submissive, I am not stupid and of course I will not leave you or anyone else. Respect my freedom, respect my independence, and learn that in a relationship both are boss, not just one,” I quickly get out of the shower.