The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife-Chapter 295: Starved.

Cyprian tapped her feet against the ground impatiently, casting another glance at the exit doors not far from where Raymond parked the car. They had gotten to the airport an hour ago but there was still no sign of Shikera.

"What time did you say they are expected to arrive?" she peeped in through the car window to ask Raymond.

"For the last time, Rian, they are expected to be back in thirty minutes. Maybe if you take a break and come sit in the car, the wait wouldn’t seem so long," he replied. His eyes still closed, he leaned back against the seat to see if he would be able to catch a quick nap before the plane would arrive.

However, Cyprian had no intention of letting that happen as she continued with her complaints,

"If I still have to wait for another thirty minutes, then it means we came here an hour and thirty minutes earlier. Why did you have to come pick me up as early as that?" she questioned. Receiving no answer from Raymond, she opened the door and got into the car.

"Ray, I’m talking to you. Answer my question...Are you sleeping right now?" she muttered in disbelief, poking his shoulders with her nails. She made no effort to make it any less painful and continued with poking any where around his shoulder to make him open his eyes.

Which he did.

Snapping his eyes open, he grabbed the culprit hand disturbing him from drifting off to sleep and held it in a tight grip. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I came earlier because I thought we could at least spend some time alone together. But here you are, leaving me to myself while you await your friend with utmost excitement. Will you just let me sleep, Rian?"

"F—for that, you have to let my hand go. I promise to let you sleep—"

"And then you stay alone and bored for the next half hour?" Raymond cut her off.

Cyprian had no idea what to give as answer. She wouldn’t like to be bored, but she also didn’t want to rid him of his sleep. Now that she was staring at him up close, she could see fatigue and exhaustion written all over his face.

"Do whatever you want," she murmured, "I’ll stay here and try as much as I can to be quiet."

She tried to retract her hand from his iron clad grip but found it impossible, slowly lifting her gaze up to meet his eyes.

"Don’t look at me that way," she muttered.

"I can’t stop," Raymond replied simply.

"Y—You should; you look so tired."

"Not too tired to see how starved you look right now," Raymond deadpanned.

Cyprian darted her gaze around in confusion.

"How do I look starved? I’ve been eating well so..." she trailed off, following Raymond’s eyes which had moved down to settle on her chest region.

Since she was still wearing her jogging outfit which was a bra top and shorts, her body was more than exposed to his eyes. Subconsciously, she raised her one free hand to cover her chest in a feeble attempt to hide from his scorching gaze.

"Those there," Raymond pointed out, "Tell me if they don’t look starved."

In a bid to gulp down her saliva as fast as she could, Cyprian choked, coughing out loud and causing Raymond to let her hand go.

"We are in the airport now, Raymond. Don’t say anything that shouldn’t be mentioned outside!" she snapped, feigning annoyance.

"Outside? When we are the only one here. Look around, Rian, isn’t this the private waiting area? We can do whatever we want without anyone questioning our decisions."

Cyprian followed his instructions and looked around, pressing her legs together at the thought of what they might do in the car if she agreed with Raymond now.

"Uhm... wouldn’t we be too messy to welcome Kera?" she asked, her last attempt at stopping what she and Raymond obviously wanted.

"We won’t. If anything, I have extra clothes at the back that you can easily change into. What do you say?"

Instead of replying with words, Cyprian leaned towards him and pressed her lips on his cheeks. She slowly dragged her lips towards his but Raymond fastened the process by pulling her closer so that she was off her seat and was cradling his own legs instead.

With nothing stopping them, he didn’t hesitate in pulling her lips down to meet his, parting them instantly to slip his tongue in her wet mouth.

"I missed you," he mumbled into her mouth.

Cyprian took charge of the kiss immediately, gearing it towards the hot and aggressive side when she increased her pace, her nails digging into Raymond’s hair.

In return, he slipped his hand beneath her top and pulled it up, releasing her plump and warm breasts to his hand. He pinched her erect nipples, sending her head backwards as she released a moan in the air.

"See what I said?" Raymond chuckled, "You are starved."

Cyprian smirked in return.

"And you aren’t? What’s that poking me in the middle of my legs?" she asked.

"I never said I wasn’t. Starved is an understatement for what I am," he replied, bending to take one of her breasts in his mouth.

"Ray..." Cyprian moaned out loud, her fingers digging into his neck. She grinded herself against his aroused cock, feeling waves of pleasure run through her spine.

"Let’s...do this... fast. I..."

"...want you," Raymond completed her sentence. Lifting her up by her waist, he loosened his zipper and pulled his trousers down a notch, setting his aroused cock free to a predatory gaze staring down at it from above.

Cyprian’s...

"I...I want all of that inside of me," she demanded.

"And you’ll get all of it," Raymond promised. He assisted her in pulling her shorts and already wet panties down to her knees and guided her wet core to press against his cock.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Forever..."