My CEO, My Temptation

Jessica

It was a lazy Friday afternoon, working hours were almost over when Tyler stepped into my office and finally reveal his big plan for our honeymoon.

After saying yes to all the wedding planning details with his mom, I was looking forward to what Tyler has planned for our honeymoon. Luckily his mom’s plans for the wedding was to my liking and the wedding planner read my personality well and she ticked all my preference to all the finest details.

“We’re going where?”

“Around the world, I was thinking twelve maximum thirteen months. We can start from down under, the best way I always say,” the CEO looked at me with a smug smile on his face which only accentuates his handsomeness making my heart beats just a little bit faster as he said down under.

Damn the man…

“You can’t be serious? we can’t just take one year off work?”

“Baby, we’ll do things online, hell… we even might meet potential clients abroad, you’ll never know. But the thing is… I don’t want to wait until our children are all settled down to travel around the world with you,” he whispered his last words, pulling me flat to his body, making me smell his manly cologne as he lay his soft sensual kisses to my neck.

“Tyler…”

“Mm… hmm?”

“I love you,” I kissed him back with the same eagerness, can’t even remember what we were talking about.

But our intimate moment was interrupted by Gemma, who smirked looking at me blushing as she caught me red-handed squeezing my fiance’s ass, skillfully making him moan in our kiss.

“Gemma,” Tyler shied away a bit, clearing his throat, trying to look professional and composed himself but only making me bite my lip trying to suppress my laugh while he hurried back to his office.

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I slowly closed the door behind her and laughed. “Sorry, Gemma, I shouldn’t laugh at my fiancé…” clearing my throat, I took my seat behind the desk and thank her when she put the documents and start examining them and signing the marked spots.

“So, are you nervous about the big day? I still can’t believe Tyler let you go to Babes the other day. He’s such a cool guy.”

“Well, apparently Amanda did the deed for me. Telling him it’s her last hoorah before she delivers her baby, and since she’s in the last trimester she was babbling about taking everything slow and making sure that nothing too wild was going to happen.”

“Yeah, that woman scares me, and also the kind of women she surrounds herself with intimidates me. Those must be some women with wealth and powerful men behind them, having guards surrounding their kids. I’m pretty sure that they’re their nannies with guns.”

A week ago, Elsie and Gemma went with me for lunch and we accidentally meet Amanda and her girls at Barney’s. It was a large crowd, complete with their kids and bodyguards who were strangely busy watching their kids. Yep, no nannies, apparently it’s a big no for her and her friends having their children too close to their nannies.

“Amanda’s friends are no ordinary housewives, that’s all I’m going to say. So, how’s Larry? you’re still coming with him tonight for the rehearsal dinner right?”

“Em… I don’t know, things are still a bit awkward since your bachelorette party.”

“Oh, honey… I’m so sorry, I thought I’ve explained everything to Larry. That man, I swear his jealousy level is up the roof. Such a kid, and he’s not even the youngest.”

Gemma took the paperwork, and sighed, “… okay, I’ll better get back to work.”

“Chin up Gemma, I do think he loves you, he just needs to realize that.”

The woman replied with a soft smile as she close the door behind her.

Resting back in my chair, I picked up the phone and press his private line, “Tyler love, get that brother of yours back to the office and tell him to apologize to Gemma. Tell her that he loves her already, that woman is a mess, and I don’t like seeing my best friend like this.”

“Baby, you know that…”

“Tyler, do you love me?”

“I do, but…”

“Good then fixed it.” I smiled wickedly when I put down the phone, knowing he must be grumbling in his office by now. Then I heard his door open and close a bit too roughly, making me widen my smile and bit my lip thinking I love my husband to be so fucking much.

It was actually his mom that lets me in on it, telling me the secret in handling men since she lives with five of them for decades. She said to exploit their love for you and reminded them how they love you more than anything in the world.

I was back in the penthouse apartment setting up a surprise romantic candlelight dinner for him. It’s my way of saying thank you for the months we had leading up to our wedding. Looking at the clock I slipped into my sexy heels and open the wine letting it air the moment Tyler texted that he’s arrived with the dessert.

“The real dessert,” I mumbled to myself feeling giddy while straightening my skin-tight sexy short black dress with nothing underneath.

Dimming the lights, I went over to the dining table and light up the candles. Just in time as Tyler arrived with my favorite ice cream cake and a surprising look on his face. I smiled when he was looking at my appearance, dressed in my skimpiest outfit, leaning down showing my boobs while pouring the wine for us.

“And what do I owe this pleasurable evening to?” he was to my front right after he put the dessert into the fridge.

The man took his glass but his appreciative look was still glued to my body, and his other hand was reaching out, trying to feel my underwear then he tugged his lip when he couldn’t find any.

“I must be doing something good, cause today it’s not my birthday, and you’re nicely packaged… mmh, and smells good too,”

I giggled at his cheesy words but kiss him back the moment he lay his lips on mine.

“I love you, Tyler, and looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you. This is my thank you for our future together.” I said softly while taking my glass and clinking it with his, we savor the wine, look at each other, and spend seconds saying nothing but silently appreciating one another.

“Come on sit down, I didn’t cook this, but… I set it up real nice,”

The man chuckled sexily and pulled me onto his lap. “Seeing you in this dress, dinner is the last thing on my mind right now,”

“Tyler, please, I’ve spent a great amount of time preparing this surprise.” I kissed him and peel myself away from him, making him groan but stay still in his seat.

Dinner went flawlessly, we talked about work, the wedding, the honeymoon, and also Gemma and Larry. Then when it’s time for dessert he asked me to sit on his lap.

“Come on, baby, I’ve sat throughout dinner, I think it’s time I get my reward?”

I shook my head and move to his lap after plating two dessert ice cream cakes. “You’re such a brat aren’t you?” I sit on his lap and spooned him the dessert.

The man smiled smugly and lift me to straddle him, his hands were to my thighs in seconds. I spooned him another bite but latched onto him and kissed him deeper and roll my tongue tasting the sweet tasty dessert.

My hands moved to place the cake on the table then started unbuttoning his shirt and throw his suit to the floor and his shirt follows. The man let out his sexy laugh, but then grunted when I grind his growing cock.

“We should move to the bedroom,”

“Mm… hmm…” I shuddered in between his kisses moaned louder when he lower the front of my dress and latched his mouth on my nipple, his hands move and hike up my tight dress and he curse when he was feeling my naked ass.

“You’re killing me, baby,”

“Mm… don’t worry, I’ll revive you, make sure you stay up and please me over and over again. I want you to make love to me, make my knees weak, my legs trembled from too many orgasms…” I licked and nibble on his ear, sucking his neck while I keep on grinding him.

He lift and carry me to the bedroom, stripped his pants, get naked in record time, and was on top of me, resuming our kiss and feeling me through the skimpy short skin tight dress.

“Tell me more baby, tell me what you want me to do to you,” he whispered parting my thighs with his knee in one smooth strong move making me gasp and shudder under him.

“Put your hand between my legs and feel me, oh, Tyler… just like that,”

“Tell me more…”

“Suck my nipples, mmh… harder, the other one, oh god…”

“What else?”

“Your finger inside me, oh, more baby… oh, Tyler… deeper… kiss me, oh… baby, kiss me down there,”

My moans filled out the room, he kept on asking me what next, and I kept on telling him more. I was a mess and he was creating them. He kept on pulling back each time I was closing in on my orgasm, I was feeling the heat but he was not letting me out of my dress.

“You look so fucking sexy in this, baby I’m going to make love to you until we’re too exhausted to move.”

He speaks the truth when the light of dawn was shown through the windows and we were lying still, damp and content in each other’s arms after too many orgasms.

“I can’t wait for next week,”

“Me too baby, me too…” he kissed my hair and let me rest to his chest while our breaths were still heavy from our last climax.