Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

Cookies

ERIC’S POV

“You are my special pet!” I told her.

She got up and made to leave but I pulled her back and made her sit on my lap.

“You are my pet and you’ll always be my special and only pet.” I said to her, making her feel, my breath caressing her skin as our bodies were so close to each other we could feel the heat coming from both of us.

I used my fingers and brushed her neck slightly, brushing some strands of hair to the other side.

“You’re my wife and you’ll always be my one and only wife!” I said calmly to her. Making sure that every single word I said sank into her brain.

“Eric!” she called out loud like she wasn’t even affected by what I did.

I rolled my eyes in disappointment and ran my fingers through my hair.

She got up and faced me.

“Let’s make some cookies!” She smiled widely like she didn’t hear anything I said.

“Cookies!” I said calmly as I stared at her.

“Yes, I don’t want you to be bored while spending the day with me!” she said, smiling innocently.

I couldn’t help but smile, the way she acted so innocent but still seductive was funny.

“Okay then, let’s make some cookies.” I said as I stood up and walked towards her.

We got to the kitchen and I turned around to look at her.

“So, wife, how do we start making the cookies?” I asked as I leaned forward to her.

“Well….. get me the butter!” she said to me.

“We will be making butter cookies!” she said as she put on an apron.

I watched her being all bossy as she mixed the cream butter and sugar together in a bowl before adding the egg.

“Get me the sieve flour and baking powder.” she said, still being bossy.

it’s a good thing I have everything needed to make a cookie in the house, we would have been in d market now if not for that.

She mixed the flour and baking powder together and after some time of mixing she added the butter and sugar mixture to the flour mixture.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I kept looking at her and doing one or two things for her.

Finally the Cookies is ready.

RAYNE’S POV

I was preparing the cookies and then served it with hot milk for two.

“Take a bite!” I said to him,

“Mmmm, why don’t you feed my wife!” he suggested.

Seriously, is he a kid? I thought to myself before picking up a cookie.

“Ahhh!” I said to him, indicating for him to open his mouth.

He smiled seductively and I couldn’t help but gulp as I held the cookie straight to his mouth.

“Mmmm!” he said but I couldn’t read his expressions because he only had a smirk on the corner of his lips.

“Do you like it?” I asked anxiously hoping he’ll say yes.

“Well, the cookie isn’t as sweet as you!” he said, looking me straight in the eyes shamelessly. His smirk not leaving his lips.

I couldn’t help but try to hide how embarrassed I felt, even though I was blushing hard and my whole face was red due to how awkward I felt.

“You don’t have to be a pervert everytime.” I said as I drank the hot milk from the glass cup.

“You’re my wife Rayne, you better get used to this husband of yours.” He said to me and started moving close to me.

“What is it!” I asked uncomfortably as I moved back with my ass going to the end of the couch, with the glass of hot milk still in my hands.

“What? Can’t I take a good look at my wife?” he asked as he tucked his tongue out and licked his lips as seductively as ever.

I couldn’t help but gulp as I also moved back in accordance to every move he takes towards me.

“Eric please stop.” I pleaded. but I didn’t even know why I was pleading. I mean we’ve had sex before, even though it wasn’t intentional but it doesn’t change the fact and also we are married and it isn’t bad for us to have sex again right?

All these questions kept flooding in my head. Just when he was so close to me, he collected the glass of milk from me and drank from it.

“Stop what?” he asked as he turned to me with a mischievous grin on his lips.

“No…. nothing.” I found myself stammering.

I somehow was angry and relieved, was I angry for the fact that he teased me way too far this time, or was I angry that I had expected him to drop the glass of milk and then kiss me.

Good heavens, I was going crazy.

The atmosphere all of a sudden seemed awkward and I had the urge to run upstairs.

“I’ll be back.” I said as I attempted to get up the other glass of hot milk on the stool beside me shook and the glass of hot milk spilled on my legs.

“Oh my gosh!!” I half screamed out of pain and fell back on the couch.