CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 237: Kiss Them Away (1)
"T-This is n-not right, Amy," Henry stammered as he complete his sentence, as Amy gave him one good lick, taking his pre-cum with her tongue. Her hands went up and down his sides and legs, rubbing his skin and making his body heat up.
"What are you saying? There is no right or wrong when it comes to you," Amy giggled then opened her mouth once again ready to take him whole.
Summoning all his might, Henry grasped Amy’s head firmly with both hands, preventing her from reaching his shaft with her lips, which took Amy by surprise. Amy tilted her head, fixing a bemused gaze upon Henry.
Henry attempted to speak but found himself unable to form coherent words. He opened his mouth several times, but the sound failed to emerge.
Sensing his struggle, Amy shifted her position on the bed, moving closer to the center, and gestured for Henry to join her.
Henry positioned himself beside her on the bed and she asked, "What’s wrong? Tell me."
Henry voiced his worry, his tone filled with concern, "I am worried I might hurt you. You are still injured, and it’s only been a few weeks since the plane crash."
Amy responded with a comforting smile, fully understanding Henry’s perspective. She embraced his left arm, wrapping her own arms around it, and gently rested her chin on his shoulder, providing a comforting gesture to show her support.
"I am okay. These bruises were nothing the moment I saw you earlier walking towards me," she said pointing to the marks on her skin. But Henry looked away, so Amy shifted her position and straddle him. She placed both her hands on his cheeks to make him look at her.
With a soft and caring voice, she said, "Please look at me, Henry."
Henry locked his gaze directly into her eyes, his expression reflecting a mixture of conflicting emotions.
"I know what you are thinking, Henry, and I need you to stop that," she said in a pleading voice.
Henry replied, challenging her statement, "What do you think I’m thinking then?"
Amy leaned closer to Henry, pressing her body against his, and tenderly placed a soft kiss on his lips. As they separated, she spoke in a gentle tone, "You’re placing the blame on yourself for everything that has happened to me, but please understand, my love, that none of it is your fault."
Her words carried a deep sense of understanding, aiming to lift the burden that Henry had placed upon himself.
"But you wouldn’t have been hurt if it wasn’t for me if you weren’t my wife," Henry expressed, his voice filled with guilt and sorrow. "I overheard your statement to the police.
It’s clear that Alex is seeking vengeance against me, and he’s using you as a way to hurt me. If it weren’t for my existence in your life, you wouldn’t have suffered... our... our..." Henry’s voice trailed off, the weight of his words making it difficult to continue. He averted his gaze once again, unable to meet Amy’s eyes.
Amy held Henry’s face gently in her hands, her eyes starting to well up but she blinked those tears away. She spoke softly, trying to make Henry feel better, "Henry, listen to me. The actions of others are not your fault. Alex’s choices and intentions are his own responsibility. We can’t control what others do."
She paused for a moment, giving Henry time to process her words. Then, she continued, "And as for what we lost... it’s heartbreaking, but it’s something we face together. We can’t change the past, but we can heal and build our future, hand in hand. I will be by your side and you will do the same to me."
Henry remained silent, his gaze fixed on Amy, his mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. He struggled to find the right words to express himself in that moment.
Amy, sensing Henry’s internal turmoil, felt her own anxiety rise. She had never witnessed Henry in such a vulnerable state before, and her heart ached to see him like this. Her mind raced with a desperate longing to return to the time when their lives were simpler and filled with joy, free from the weight of their current struggles.
"I-I am sorry, Amy. I promised to give you a good life, but all you have now are pain and misery," Henry mumbled, his voice filled with self-doubt and remorse. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"That is absolutely not true!" Amy yelped, startling Henry and causing his eyes to widen.
"But you know, there is a way to take away those pain and misery that you are talking about, if you really believe in that," Amy added.
Her words sparked curiosity within Henry, and he leaned in closer, his eyes fixed on Amy’s face. "And what is that, tell me, love, what should I do to take your pain away?"
"Kiss them away, my love..." Amy uttered, her voice laced with a yearning for his touch, "...kiss my pain away, replace them with your love."
And just like that, Henry caressed Amy’s face and ran his thumb gently against her lips, a sense of serenity washed over him, momentarily lifting his worries. His touch lingered on the area where her lips had been cracked from the punches inflicted by her captors.
He noticed Amy flinch at his touch. He immediately halted his movements and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A bit," she tersely replied before moving her lips closer to him.
The corner of his lips curved up before he pressed his lips to hers, landing on the part that hurt earlier. Amy flinched again, Henry then licked her wounds, his wet warm tongue soothing her pain and making her smile.
"Feel better?" Henry asked and Amy nodded in response.
"More," she said, and without hesitation, Henry licked her lips again, and this time he sucked them softly, making them softer.
His tender kisses are making Amy crave more. Ever since they got rescued from the island, Henry had not touched her the way he is touching her now. But she understood his reasons, and now that he finally gave in, she will surely demand for more.
She is more than ready now and all she wanted is to be one with him again, making her feel secured and loved. His warmth gives her life and his embrace gives her comfort. She misses him so much and she would not allow the night to end without having him again in her arms.
