Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 216

Chapter 216: 216- Melted Into The Kiss

She brought her coffee cup from the kitchen and sat beside him. His arm was spontaneously snaked around her shoulders, pulling her to him.

He had already finished his coffee and was now eyeing her cup, “Don’t even think about it!” she said between her clenched teeth not wanting to be loud for Sophie’s sake.

“Sharing is caring! Last time when I checked we were friends,” he squeezed her into him.

“Yeah. Friends with benefits!” the words were out before she could stop herself.

He moved his face closer to examine her face with mischief evident in his eyes. With one hand, she balanced her cup, and the other palm was on his face to push him away.

He turned his face sideways but didn’t budge away.

“Say it again!” there was laughter in his voice.

She tried to act naïve, “Say what again?”

“The thing you just said… about our friendship.”

“Nothing. It was an honest mistake,” She stuck out her tongue making him chuckle.

“You were talking about some benefits. Care to explain what those are?”

“Nah! Shut up!” she took a chug from her cup and fluttered her lashes above the rim.

He rested his elbow on the backrest and placed his fist under his chin. She could sense his eyes on her face but tried to appear indifferent.

She didn’t know what was so interesting on her face. Maybe she had developed a rash overnight.

“Is there a mole on my face? Or have I developed a pimple?” she asked him when his eyes didn’t seem to shift.

He asked with a frown, “Why?”

“Then look somewhere else, dude,” she took another sip of her coffee. With a playful smile at the corners of his mouth, he took the cup from her hand and drank the last sip of her coffee.

“Rafael!” she protested. He placed the cup down and held her waist yanking her over his lap,

“What!” he kissed her chin softly, “Do you know why I’m here?” he smirked when she shook her head, “I’m here because you said you missed me too,” he murmured, “When we both miss each other, shouldn’t we stay together?”

Marissa’s heart thumped in her chest.

Just a few minutes back, she wanted his company and now when he was here, she couldn’t come up with anything.

In nervousness, she tucked her hair behind her ear, “I-It was just … a response to … your text. You miss me… so thought to say… I miss you too… nothing serious about it.” She shrugged but couldn’t hide the blush.

“Oh yeah. Just a response? Fine. Let me check!” she wanted to ask how but then giggled when found him leaning forward very slowly.

She knew he was going to kiss her and thought of closing her eyes when instead of the kiss, his tongue came out of his mouth and licked her lips.

“You taste so good,” those magical green eyes dipped to her lips.

A nervous chuckle escaped her mouth, “Well! I’m flattered, I guess. Ha-ha.”

He didn’t join her laughter and stayed serious.

Marissa swallowed and closed her eyes leaning into his body, “Kiss me,” she whispered.

“Hmm?” Rafael’s stunned voice reached her ears.

“Kiss me, Rafael,” she almost begged. Rafael’s eyes softened as he brought his lips closer, cradling her face, he started kissing her.

For her, the world seemed to fade away. His kiss was tender at first, a gentle brush of his lips against hers. She could feel the affection and desire coursing through his mouth and the perfect pressure of his lips.

Her fingers their way to his hair, pulling him closer as if trying to merge their mouths.

But as he deepened the kiss, it grew more passionate. His tongue that entered her mouth, was giving the taste of the coffee, she prepared for herself.

The way his hand inched closer, and stayed at the side of her bo*ob. No pressing. No kneading.

Just a possessive hold as if trying to tell her that it belonged to him. Like he wanted to mark the territory.

Marissa’s hands couldn’t control it and crawled under his t-shirt, feeling his taut muscles.

God! How much she had been missing him.

Participating equally in their tongue war, she giggled when he broke the kiss. Her face pressed under his chin, and she could feel his accelerated heartbeat. He was as affected by the kiss as her.

Her brows knitted in confusion, and she suddenly raised her face bumping her head into his chin, “Have you seen my kitchen? You never visited that part of this home.”

Poor him was rubbing his chin when she got up in excitement and started pulling his hand. “Let me show you, our commercial kitchen. Come!”

***

Rafael was still trying to adjust his pants around the hardness. The kiss had left him more hungry and more thirsty.

Staying away from her was almost becoming impossible for him.

She was opening the metal door of the kitchen, talking God knows about what. It involved something about the cabinets and the commercial refrigerator she purchased.

Her eyes were sparkling with pride as she pointed towards the gleaming surfaces of the granite counters.

“Look at these cabinets,” she said excitedly, “When I grabbed a few big orders, I got them custom-made,” She opened one cabinet to show him, how she had utilized the space, “The colors were decided by Abigail. She once saw them on the internet,” she clasped her hands together.

“A few companies have approached me for sponsorship. They are ready to provide me with advanced food factories and some baking gadgets.”

She was walking ahead, talking wildly, and he nodded, trying to focus on her words despite the distraction. He was avoiding, looking down where her oversized t-shirt shifted as she moved, her pink-colored printed panties were visible when she stepped ahead to switch on some more lights.

The way she was chattering. The way her hips were swaying. Nothing about her was ordinary.

She turned to him, with her eyes gleaming with happiness, oblivious to his internal struggle. She wanted to tell him about her late-night orders, when he abruptly closed the distance between them and pulled her to him roughly, to kiss her hard on her lips.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss. Still, there was tenderness and urgency.

She was caught off guard, surprised by the sudden shift, but then melted into the kiss.