His Contractual Mistress

She responded to Vince's kisses; no one wanted to separate from each other if it weren't for the need to breathe some air. Hailey traveled her eyes over Vince's body; now, she noticed the bruises he has on his arms, not to mention on his face. But he still is damn handsome and hot. 

"Aren't they painful?" She asked, concerns shown in her eyes. 

"Not really. Don't worry about this. It will disappear soon," Vince answered, rubbing her cheek to assure her. 

"I think we need to treat it." She insisted as she isn't convinced. She attempts to persuade Vince to apply some ointment on them, but he refuses. So instead, he's murmuring mischievously in her ear. 

"It's okay. I'm fine. If you really want to treat me. Someone needs your attention." Upon saying it, a smile curled his lips. He grabbed Hailey's bottom and pressed on his groins, which made her eyes widened. 

She completely understands what Vince meant that he wanted to be treated by her. Of course, they were sharing a bed now and touching each other's naked bodies. Despite that, she blushes from time to time when this man is behaving naughtily. 

And at that moment, Vince's hardness jostled between her legs. Yet, somehow, she's grateful for this man's shamelessness. It eases her shyness instead and teaches her to become honest with her body and desires. 

His one arm clutching around her waist, he reached her right breast, massaging it and playing with her ni*ple with his thumb. 

She bit her lower lip when Vince lowered his head to claim her other breast. He is taunting it as well, squeezing its fullness, then bit the ni*ple. The sensation tickles her core. She let out a moan and sighed. "Vince…" 

While he immersed himself in nipping her ears and neck, his mouth moved toward her shoulders; then his hand began pleasuring her entire body. He was caressing her back upward to her neck down to her bottom; she returned the favor. 

Hailey grabbed Vince's hardness and gently stroked his shaft. He clenched his jaw, letting out a heavy sigh as he felt a building up in his groin sooner erupt. 

His eyes filled with affection, hungrily, he claimed her mouth once again. Vince pinned her on the bathroom wall; he poured a liquid soap at her body as she did the same to him. 

They both rubbed each other's bodies until Vince entered her core. Even though it was damp, her warmth is inviting him to push his finger deep inside. 

She grabbed his neck, clinging to it as Vince added another finger, and this time, he increased his speed. She closed her eyes when he made constant thrusts in the next minute. 

"You're not going just to please me with your fingers, isn't it?" she pants, whispering hoarsely in his left ear. 

Vince's ears rang from her seductive invites. This girl knows how to snap his control. It was his thought. Since she was at the height of her craving, he guided her to turn around and bend her body. He grabs her hips and positions himself behind her. 

And for Hailey, she placed her palms on the bathroom wall; using her strength, she supported her body not to slam her head to the tiles with every rough thrust Vince was doing to her. 

In the next minutes, she was moaning in pleasure cries. Her cries are getting even louder every time Vince is speeding his pace. Soon, he's making steady thrusts; her body shudders with pleasure as Vince pushes deeper inside her. 

The bathroom filled with her pleasurable cry and Vince's heavy breaths. Then, finally, they both are reaching their climax. Vince grabbed her shoulder and carried her, letting her bounce on his hips. 

Hailey's legs fastened tight around his waist, her arms holding onto his shoulders not to slide down from his body; he buried his fingers in both of her ass cheeks, gripping them tightly, giving her a more sensual feeling.

She kissed him. Vince pinned her on the wall as his thrusts got rougher. He is reaching the peak, and she is coming too. 

"Let's finish our bath," Vince mumbled huskily between his sighs. 

*

On the bed, Vince leaves light kisses and bites, both on her shoulders. She's heaving heavy breaths after Vince makes a deep thrust behind her. She pressed her eyelids as waves of pleasure flared out inside her core, followed by white liquid oozing down both of her legs; this is their second climax on the bed. 

Hailey gasping for air, she glanced at Vince, who remains inside of her. She then fell into thoughts. 

They weren't coming here to make love intensely. Even though she was still at the height of pleasure, she remembered well that they came here to talk sincerely. 

So, how could she explain herself to this man if he keeps pinning her to the bed every time they plan to have a heart-to-heart talk? 

She begins to think that this man only wanted their body to communicate rather than talk! 

But this is better than having a misunderstanding and intense fight. She just learned how to coax a man. However, her best solution is to work her body. 

Other than that, her cooking skills are the only thing she could offer him. So, in the end, body talk is the best choice for both of them, and that feels not totally right. They still need to talk! 

Finally, Vince collapses beside her to take some rest. She was still lying on her stomach; she turned on her right side to face Vince. He moves closer to kiss her lips passionately, then whispered on top of her mouth,

"I love you, Wifey." 

"I love you, Hubby," she replied. Playing her fingers on his ear, she thinks it's a perfect time. She asked him, "Can we talk now?" 

"Aren't you hungry?" Vince returned the question instead of answering her. "First, I'll call the restaurant to prepare some dishes. Then, I'll listen to you while we are having a meal." 

"Okay." she nodded.

Vince kissed her forehead. He sat up and picked up his cellphone to make a call. Not long, Vince began instructing a chef what dishes he wanted for them to prepare.

"Hubby, tell them I don't like avocado on the salad." She made a request that surprised him. 

"Huh? Isn't your favorite?" He has no idea, but he didn't ask Hailey further. He notified the chef about that, but then Hailey made another request again. 

"Hubby, I want caramel cake with berries on top." 

It rendered him speechless. He tried to rack his head as if caramel usually has fruits on top. 'Did I overdo it, and she's craving another food now?' Even so, Vince didn't ask. He instructed the chef what food he wanted to be delivered in the penthouse, including all the food Hailey requested. 

It was a little weird. But maybe it's not bad to try another cuisine. Vince shrugs these thoughts; he carries Hailey to the bathroom and washes their bodies. He helped her put some clothes on and dried her hair. After an hour, Vince's bodyguard finally came back with the food.

In the living room, she and Vince enjoyed the food. But Vince notices something about her eating behavior. She was pushing her tomatoes on the side of her plate. It was strange to him since he knew how she is food conscious. She always ate healthy foods, and that includes tomatoes and avocados. 

So, what is going on now? It's not his fault, right?

Hailey enjoyed her dessert when she noticed that Vince was giving her a perplexed expression on his face. 

"Um, nothing." he smiled. He was curious, but he isn't sure what particular question he must ask her. Maybe her appetite changed as summer is just around the corner. 

She ordered some pineapple milkshakes. Not only that, instead of a banana, she requested a pineapple to pair the ice cream on the side. He wondered what it tastes like. It looks weird, but he didn't say a word. 

Since Hailey was stuffing her stomach with pineapple juice, pineapple milkshakes, and dessert with many pineapples, he enjoyed the wine alone. He finished eating; now, he just suits himself, watching Hailey eating the caramel cake. When she offered him a small portion of the cake, he opened his mouth and let her stuff him with it. 

But he was dumbfounded after he realized Hailey was making a big slice for herself, but she only gave him a smaller portion of the cake. Also, she eats all the berries. She never shared it with him. He wondered if this was her usual eating behavior. 

They said, when you date a girl, they will never let you find out how they eat. They behaved with class, putting food on their mouth delicately and sip on the wine glass or teacup with elegance. But once they become your girlfriend, slowly you will see their true self. 

However, in Hailey's case, that was impossible. It was the opposite case, actually. She grew up as a princess. So what is it then?