Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 395

Chapter 395: 395- I Love You!

Marissa Sinclair stirred with a smile on her face when she felt the soft sensation of his lips brushing against her cheek.

Rafael! That was the first thought that came to her mind.

Her brows furrowed slightly but she didn’t open her eyes. The sun was about to rise but Rafael’s kisses were enough to pull her from her deep slumber.

Another teasing kiss landed on her other cheek and Marissa scrunched her nose, “Rafael!” She mumbled, her voice was still heavy with the sleep.

“Yes, sweetheart,” he kissed her cheek again.

“What are you doing?” she kept her eyes closed.

“Good morning, my queen,” Came his smooth reply, and then she felt his lips pressing against her jawline.

Her eyes remained closed, but a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She had already felt his light cheery mood since he returned after meeting Giana Sinclair.

“Mr. Rafael Sinclair,” she tried suppressing her yawn, “It’s too early for whatever you’re plotting to do.”

It might be a protest, but her tone showed she was liking it.

“Oh, it’s never too early, my love…” He started showering butterfly kisses on her face making her giggle like a schoolgirl.

“Rafael Sinclair…” she called his name huskily with her eyes closed, “You are the death of me.”

Rafael groaned at her choice of words, “Let’s not bring death into this,” he murmured, moving to kiss the tip of her nose.

Marissa Sinclair finally cracked one eye open, her face scrunching up in mocked annoyance. Just last night she had asked Rafael not to wake her up early and look after the kids this morning.

And here he was disturbing her beauty sleep.

“Is it affection or mischief?” she asked, thinking of going back to sleep. But nah!

Rafael had other things on his mind, “Can’t it be both?” his hand crawled inside the sheets until he touched her soft belly, “Or maybe” he paused with a mischievous grin, “Your husband wants to do some mischief by showering his affection on you.”

Urgh!

He was a player!

And right now, he was paying and twisting his words.

This time brushing his knuckles on her belly, he not only kissed her nose tip but also bit it slightly.

“Stop it!” she protested weakly, though her laughter betrayed her words.

“Not until you tell me that you love me,” his tongue touched her lips a little provocatively.

Marissa tried to control her grin, “I just told you last night that I love you.”

“Yeah…” He nuzzled his nose in her face, “But you were sleepy last night.”

“I’m sleepy right now as well, Mr. Rafael Sinclair…”

“Ok. Then admit that you missed me while I was away yesterday,” he teased, his lips moving to her forehead for another lingering kiss.

Marissa at last rolled on her back, playfully swatting at his chest, “You were gone for five hours, sweetheart. Not five years.”

That reminded Rafael how they stayed apart for so many years because of Nina and Valerie. He got on his back and dragged her on his hard body.

Holding her beautiful face he pulled her a little more upwards to bring her face closer to his, “Staying five hours away from you is like an eternity, love,” he whispered against her lips and then raised his head to kiss those addictive petals.

He could see the sleepiness in those black orbs.

Marissa drew back after the kiss and pushed him by his strong shoulders, “You woke me up, now serve me breakfast in the bed.”

Rafael who was planning to make love to her, blinked before trying to process what she was saying.

“B…but…”

“No ifs and buts, Mr. Sinclair. Or have you forgotten? I’m the President of MSin Industries,” Rafael’s mouth opened in a small ‘O’.

However, he just seemed to think for a minute, and then took her by surprise by wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing hard on her mouth.

Marissa rolled her eyes while he started laughing, “You’re pathetic!” she pushed him with a smile that was growing with each passing second.

When he didn’t stop laughing, she laid back and shot at him, “You’re ridiculous!”

“And you love it!” he leaned down to nuzzle her neck.

Marissa let out a surprised laugh, squirming under his touch, “Okay! Okay! I missed you!” She waited for a minute and then said, “I missed you… maybe a little!”

“What did you say? A little? Maybe I should try harder!” before she could say anything, he pinned her body under him and started planting a series of quick, playful kisses all over her face.

His hand moved under her shirt and settled over her boob which made Marissa groan.

“Ouch! Rafael! That tickles!” she managed between giggles, holding his shoulders. He leaned forward and his lips landed on her mouth, ravishing her lips, and tasting her tongue.

Marissa forgot everything about her surroundings. Only one thing mattered right now.

His presence. His closeness. His happiness. His touch.

The way his body was hardening against her thigh.

She wanted him.

Her body wanted his touch.

She wanted him inside her.

“Sweetheart!” Marissa whispered breaking the kiss, “I want you!”

“I know…” He leaned his forehead against hers, “I know…”

In urgency, they got rid of their clothes, and she was already impatient when his na*ked body came in contact with her.

“Rafael!” She gasped at the magical feeling.

“Marissa!” he was planning to kiss her lips long and hard but the way her legs were moving beneath him was making it next to impossible to do anything else but enter her.

Spreading her legs, she was ready for him. The moment he entered her wet folds, he could feel her nails digging into his shoulder blades.

While moving inside her, his eyes stayed on her face. Her every expression was doing something strange to his heart. The way her eyes rolled back, the way she was screaming his name.

Everything was magical when she was with him. He was getting addicted to her taste.

She was about to get her climax. He could feel it. The way she was closing around his member.

The moment she came, she screamed his name at the top of her lungs. Rafael blocked those screams by locking her lips into a kiss.

He shuddered when he got his own climax.

When he rolled over, he took her body with him, holding her close as if letting go wasn’t an option.

“I love you, Marissa Sinclair,” he said in a hoarse whisper and kissed her head, “I love you!”