Billionaire's Contracted & Unloved Wife-Chapter 219

Jess felt warm, a good kind of warm.

She snuggled close to the warmth in front of her, gluing all her body to it.

She suddenly started to feel something on her lips, like something or someone was licking her lips, and she licked it right back.

Her eyes were still closed, but her body felt so ticklish all over; she didn't want to open her eyes; she wanted to feel this way for a long time, but she frowned when her lips stopped feeling the other person's lips.

"Good morning, my love," Ken whispered against her lips.

Jess recognized that voice, it's Ken's.

'Fuck,' She thought as she recalled everything she'd last night.

Damn, last night was wild; he didn't give the man a break, she kept demanding more, more, and more, and Ken didn't disappoint; he gave it to her; however she wanted it. No wonder she felt very weak that morning.

'Come on, Jess, open your eyes and face your aftermath; you've got this,' She gingered herself up before slowly opening her eyes and staring at Ken's sexy face.

'Damn, why so handsome?' She blinked slowly.

"Hey," She softly cleared her throat, looking away from him.

Ken smiled, sensing the way she tried to act cool with the whole thing. He knew she had memories from last night and didn't want to act overly dramatic over it since she was the one who initiated it.

He placed a finger on her chin and turned her face back to him, "Slept well?" He asked gently.

Jess but her lips, "I did, you?" She questioned.

Jess believed she was mature enough to hold a proper conversation with a guy she had sex with; it was just courtesy and nothing more; it'd look childish of her to start throwing a fit and blaming it on the man she'd outrightly seduced.

Ken couldn't stop smiling; he ran his hand along his back and pulled her closer, lowering his face to hear, "Should I take this as a sign?" He kissed her temple.

Jess placed a hand on his chest to keep him away, "Sign? What sign?" She glanced around his face.

"You're not pushing me away this morning, you're having a good conversation with me, no regrets... does it mean you're admitting your feelings for me? Is this the part where you confess your love and ask me to become your boyfriend... husband?" He asked quietly, caressing her face.

Jess' cheeks burned, turning red, her pulse quickened, and she rubbed her legs together; Ken's words rubbed her in a certain kind of way.

She didn't want to, but she was imagining Ken as her husband, exclusively hers, with no Rachel to come between them.

"Should I take your silence as a 'yes?'" Ken's hand was now on her chest, caressing one of her breasts and watching her expressive face.

Jess suddenly shook her head and removed his hand from her chest, "It's not that deep, Kenneth; it was just sex; don't think too much about it," She said, not looking at his face.

She was about to move away from Ken but he caught her arm and pinned it above her head, climbing above her to look down at her face.

"It's not that deep?" He raised a brow at her.

"Yes," Jess replied defiantly.

"Mm," He lowered his mouth to the shell of her ear, "It is that deep, Jessica, just like my dick was deep inside every opening you own last night... it's that deep, Jessica," He whispered.

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Jess felt those tingles travel across her body; she was staring at Ken's face, many thoughts going through her mind. She knew she wanted him, she had realized that she wasn't over him as she'd thought, but was she ready to give him another chance? Could she trust him again? Or was this just her falling into the universal men's trap? They make you feel cherished and loved, and when you've gotten comfortable with that feeling, they dump you in the worst way ever.

"Stop being delusional, Kenneth, we had sex, and that's it." She smiled and drew him flush against her and whispered close to his lips, "As a matter of fact, I think I want to do it again... it can be this way between us, no expectations, no heartbreaks. We can seek each other when we want pleasure, but if one of us finds someone to get into a relationship with, we'll stop messing around, sounds good?" She asked, wrapping her legs around his hips, sighing in pleasure when she felt him graze her pussy.

Ken didn't like the idea of her emotional unavailability; he wanted her body and her heart, too, not just the body. He didn't feel fulfilled with her suggestion, but he was determined. This meant that he was making progress, he believed he'd be able to break her walls with time.

He sighed and smiled at Jess, he stared at her for a while before he kissed her.

Jess moaned and kissed him back, hugging him tighter and moving her hips against his, sighing when she felt his cock hardening, "Do you agree, Kenneth?" She asked breathlessly.

"I don't mind, sweetheart, as long as it gets me close to you," He replied and moved into her neck, his kisses getting lower and lower until he reached Jess' pussy.

Jess moaned loudly that morning, enjoying Ken's mouth on her; she wouldn't have it any other way; she would love to wake this way every damn morning, waking up to pure pleasure.

***

Viktor was holding Candy's hand as they walked into his best restaurant that evening to get dinner.

Candy had asked him to eat out and he'd agreed because why not?

The sun was setting, casting an orange hue on the glass windows and door of the restaurant.

They reached the door and the security opened it to let them in, "Good evening, Mr. Viktor," The security man greeted.

"Good evening, Hank," Viktor said to the man as he led Candy into the restaurant.

"Come on, Angel," Viktor tapped Candy's head when she stopped walking and started to stare at the people who were sitting on the table close to the door.

"What's wrong, Angel? Do you want us to sit there?" He asked her gently.

Candy shook her head, "No. Over there's better," She pointed to the table at the right corner of the large restaurant.

"Okay, let's go," Viktor nodded and walked over to the table, not after glancing at the people occupying the table that Candy had been staring at.

"Thank you, Daddy," Candy smiled at Viktor as he placed her on the chair.

"Look, there's a menu; what would you like to eat?" Viktor questioned, flipping through the pages.

Candy shrugged, "You tell me," She said.

Viktor chuckled, finding her reply funny, "Okay, I'll tell you, Boss lady," He smiled.

"Daddy, look!" Candy exclaimed.

Viktor was busy searching for what to order when his heart suddenly flew away from him in fright from Candy's unexpected scream.

"Candy, are you okay? What's the problem?" He looked at her, scanning her body to make sure nothing had happened to her.

Candy wasn't even looking at him, she kept pointing behind him and smiling.

Viktor sure had to look, too; he also wanted to see what made his daughter so excited, and when he did see the cause of her excitement, he wasn't that excited.

Moon was standing beside the table close to the door, serving the family their food order. It seemed like she heard Candy's voice because she kept glancing at their table.

Viktor slowly removed his eyes and faced his table, 'Why did I have to run into her? And why must she find a job at this particular restaurant?' He drummed his fingers on top of the table.

"She's coming, Daddy, mummy's coming," Candy giggled.

Viktor clenched his fists under the table and closed his eyes for a second; meeting Moon was inevitable; even if he hadn't met her here, he would have still met her on the days she visited Candy.

"Mummy," Candy jumped down from her chair and hugged Moon as she got close to them.

"Hi, baby, how are you," She smoothes Candy's hair, caressing her cheeks.

"Yes, I'm awesome; Daddy is really cool; his house is beautiful, too; you should come to see my room," Candy smiled, touching Moon's face.

Moon smiled at her, nodding, "I will, baby, but not today, Mummy's working, okay?" She said to Candy.

Candy nodded, "Okay, can you eat with us?" She asked.

Moon chuckled, she lifted Candy and placed her back on the chair, pushing her in close to the table.

"I can't eat with you, baby, but I can bring you something you'd like, how about that?" Moon questioned.

Candy nodded, "Okay, you can ask Daddy what he wants to eat, he's clueless," she pointed at Viktor, who had his face lowered on the food menu.

Moon looked at Viktor and sighed quietly. She knew he didn't want to speak to her, but she had to do her job, too, "Good evening, Mr. Viktor, what would you like to do," She moved a little closer to him as she spoke.

Viktor raised his eyes and looked at her face, frowning when he noticed that her under-bag eyes weren't going away, it even got worse.

"Do you even sleep?" He asked, surprising himself and Moon.