The Tyrant's Wife

Desmond didn't need to be told twice. He unzipped her dress and lifted it by the hem, pulling it over her head in one swift move. The little tease had worn his favorite bra—a fiery red one that was lacy and had a string of pearls outlining her boobs. Her hard nipples peeked through the cups, driving him crazy with lust.

He pulled the straps down her shoulders and pulled it to set her boobs free, which he cupped in his hands and squeezed. She moaned from the intense sensation and ground her hips to rub her core against his hardness.

He nearly ripped his shirt with the force he used to get it off his body and when their chests rubbed against each other with no obstacle between them, she was on edge.

She grabbed at his belt and unbuckled it, pulling down his zipper to grab his hardness through his boxers. He groaned and pulled her down against him. Their underwear was down in a flash. Their lips connected for another fiery kiss as he positioned himself at her soaking entrance and lowered her onto him. The intense feeling knocked the air out of her lungs, making her moan against his lips.

He hugged her tightly in his arms as he pushed into her gently from below, trying his best to control himself.

"Don't hold back. I'm not made of glass." She gasped agaisnt his ear when he accelerated without needing to be told twice. He held her hair to keep it out of her face, looking deeply into her eyes as he made intense love to her.

"Des, I'm…"

"Come for me, Zaria. Come with me."

Her name sounded like a spell on his lips. Her eyes shut as an earth shattering orgasm swept over her entire being. She completely let herself go to the tingling sensation and when she finally opened her eyes to meet his, she knew that he felt the same way.

She slumped onto his body in satisfaction the feeling of his lips on her skin making her feel even more ecstatic. They hugged for a while and only let go when their legs started to feel cramped from the position they were in.

"We should go to the house." He found her dress and helped her put her bra back on.

"Good idea. I could really go for a nap right now." She pulled herself off of him, immediately missing the feeling of having him inside her.

"I'll be back inside you soon enough." He winked, which made her throw his shirt onto his face. He laughed as he put it on right before wondering why they were bothering to dress up when the clothes wouldn't stay on their bodies for long.

He held her waist all the way to the cottage but when he reached to open the door, his hand froze.

"What's wrong?" She looked over in worry.

"I don't remember leaving the door unlocked." He pushed it open, carefully shielding her as he peeked in. She glanced over his shoulder and saw the woman at the same time as he did.

"Grandmother. You scared us." He smiled at the woman sitting on the couch and watching a movie as though she had not just given them a fright.

"Did I? I only dropped by because I knew my grandson would come here and I wanted to meet Zaria." She shrugged as she looked over at them.

Meanwhile, Zaria was on the verge of dying in embarrassment. How could she have let Isabella witness such a scene? Did she see anything? It shouldn't be possible, right?

"Hey Izzie," She smiled brightly as if she didn't have the slightest idea what was unfolding and walked over to Isabella while trying to keep her composure.

"I missed you." Isabella took her hands and held them. "Who would have thought that the next time I saw you, you would be expecting my great-grandchild?" She glared at her perplexed grandson. "When were you going to tell me?"

"Soon." He desperately wanted to hide the fact that he had been too excited to tell his family the news. His grandmother would chew his ear off if she knew.

Luckily, she ignored him to chat with Zaria. "You are a beautiful woman and live a healthy lifestyle. My great grandchild will be adorable and healthy. Have you had your first ultrasound yet? Are you taking the required supplements?"

The topic morphed to pregnancy and children, where the two women ignored him until Rosaly was brought up. As expected Isabella was furious.

He had brought her favorite snacks but that didn't save him from her scolding.

"I don't know what kind of man would get a woman pregnant and not know it until the baby is five. Heck, I don't know what kind of man would be blinded by that kind of skank." She raged. If Zaria was not present, she would have given her grandson a two-hour long lecture. Back then when he was head over heels for Angela, Isabella hated the relationship the most and tried everything to tear them apart. Of course, none of his methods bore fruit and the result was Rosaly.

At the thought of Rosaly, she gently held Zaria's hand. "Zaria, you don't need to worry about his daughter. You shouldn't ditch him because of her. He is actually a good man, you see."

"I know, Izzie. I would never leave him for that." She beamed.

Isabella was relived. "Good. If you don't want her, I will take her custody so she doesn't get in your way."

"Thanks for the offer. But Rosaly is a good child and we like her." She was relived on behalf of Rosaly that they got along perfectly. If not, the poor girl might have had to stay away from both of her parents all her life. That would have been sad.

Isabella didn't have much to complain about since Zaria thought Rosaly was a child she could get along with. After reminding them a gazillion times to send her the sonogram once they had it, she grabbed her bag to leave.

"Izzie, you can stay with us for the afternoon." Zaria offered, to which the woman declined.

"Thanks but no. I should leave you guys to have your fun. I might just end up with another great grandchild once the second is born." She winked.

Zaria couldn't be any more embarrassed. Just how much did she see and hear?

"She didn't witness much. She probably looked away when the scene became adult-rated." Desmond reassured her, knowing that no one would want to scorch their eyes by watching a couple.

Nonetheless, Zaria's face was red. "To think I'd display such a scene to Izzie!"

She was still thinking about it when he wrapped his arms around her, sweeping her off the couch. He planted a kiss on her lips. "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

"Something tells me this is not just going to be a bath." She circled her arms around his shoulders.

"Of course not." He lowered his voice with a grin of mischief.. "We are going to take a bath alright, but I'll make unforgettable love to you after that."