She's My Sleeping Pill

"No, sir. We've found a great lead already but we wanted to make sure that we are right on this track. We'll let you know in two days." The driver responded in panic. They've been working for two weeks now and it would be a waste for them to get fired just like this.

"Fine. I'm giving you two days, then." Arthur dropped the call and continued to arrange the items inside his closet. These were the materials that he needed to use in order to get Cayenne back.

Everything was falling into places and he needed to make sure that there won't be a chance wasted on it. "Great! Just great!" Arthur laughed coldly while looking into Cayenne's picture. "You'll be mine soon."

On the other hand, the people that he wanted to harass were working silently. Cayenne was busy typing the translation on the computer while reading the documents from time to time. She'd ask Stefan whenever she sees a term that she's not familiar with and let him explain a little about it.

It was almost eleven o'clock and they'll be having lunch in about an hour.

"Hubby." Cayenne called out his name without looking at him but Stefan didn't answer her. "Hubby, I need your help again." Still no response. Cayenne raised her head to see what he was up to but she found him lying on the couch, sleeping peacefully. "Here I was working so diligently for you and yet you're just sleeping." She mumbled to herself as she stood up to approach him.

'He must be really tired.' Cayenne went to the adjacent room and grabbed a blanket to cover him. She's not strong enough to bring him to bed so she can only put cover on him.

Cayenne draped the quilt on her husband's body and made sure that he was covered from his feet to his chest. When she was about to leave and continue working, Stefan grabbed her hand to stop her. Cayenne turned around and found him staring right at her.

"Hmm? What is it?" she asked seeing that Stefan's expression was a little restless and confused. "Are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Ayen, don't leave me."

Cayenne didn't know that he'd feel insecure as well. She thought that he'd be fine without her. She intertwined their fingers together and sat on the space beside him. "I'll stay right here. You can take a rest."

"Where's my goodnight kiss?"

"It's not evening yet."

"So, I can't have kiss if it's not evening?"

Cayenne looked at him and sighed helplessly. "Close your eyes."

Stefan closed his eyes and waited for a kiss from his wife. He didn't know if things will go his way but if it does, he might receive a kick later from her.

Cayenne tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ear and leaned closer to him. She knew it's normal to kiss her husband but she couldn't understand why she still feel shy sometimes when initiating it.

Feeling her warm breath close to his face, Stefan opened his eyes and pulled his wife towards him. Cayenne's lips were tightly pressed on his. Cayenne was looking right into her husband's eyes and saw mirth within it. He was teasing her again.

Stefan placed his other hand on the back of her head and pushed his tongue through her teeth. Cayenne wanted to pull away but he was hugging her waist with another hand, making it impossible for her to leave him.

His tongue swept her gums and palates, a little bit itchy but she felt a lot better. The tension she felt earlier dissolved after several seconds and she just give in to him. 'This is my husband. What's wrong in doing this?' She thought to console herself.

Stefan felt her body became soft and pliant within his arms so, he pushed himself up from the couch without breaking the kiss. He shifted their position and let her sat on his lap, giving him better access to kiss her.

When she was running out breath, Stefan let go of her lips to kiss the base of her ears and down to her neck. She was still gasping for air when she felt the pleasure he was giving her rose up to a higher level.

"This is bad." Cayenne murmured while her trembled from his touch.

"What's bad about doing this with my lovely wife?" Stefan asked her in between kisses while slipping his hands under her shirt. His warm hands touched her waist and caressed her body up and down before it stopped on the swell of her chest.

"Mm." Cayenne moaned softly and leaned her head on his shoulder while inhaling lots of oxygen to fill his mind and body. "I…we…we're inside your office. Someone might come inside and see us."

"That's not a problem." Stefan took out his hands beneath her shirt and lifted her up. "Let's find a bedroom, then." He carried her to the adjacent room, after pressing the button under the coffee table to lock the office door.

Stefan laid her on the bed and kissed her once again, forgetting the fact that they still have pending works outside.

Things happened so fast and she didn't even know how he got rid of their clothes. Her brain was fuzzy and she felt dizzy with the pleasure that his tongue and hands brought.

Trapped beneath his powerful body, Cayenne couldn't move, couldn't breathe. He was gazing at her with those burning lust in his eyes. Yet, when his teeth scraped the swell of her breast, the erotic enticement sent her arching towards his mouth.

While his mouth worked wonders with her body, his hands weren't idle either. He put two fingers inside her and thrusted it in and out, eliciting sexy moans from her. If Cayenne didn't know that the room was sound proofed, she would definitely cover her face with a pillow.

Stefan was happy with her reaction and without waiting much longer, he inserted his thick and long shaft within her. It's been a while since they've done this and the pleasure brought fireworks exploding at the back of her head. Every push and every pull brought her to the edge of ecstasy. 

"You can move however you want. I won't mind." Cayenne told him which stunned Stefan. Usually, she would ask him to be a little gentler but this time, she encouraged him to do what he wanted instead.

"Ayen, I love you."

"I know and I love you, too."

Outside Stefan's office, Chris was standing not knowing what to do. He's got important documents that needed to be sign as soon as possible but no one opened the door after he knocked on it. "Well, they must be busy. I'll just come back later."