CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: THE CONFESSION

George and Sheila got to the hotel for their honeymoon late in the evening after a flight of six hours. Alhough they were able to have a little rest during the flight but, they were tired from the events of the day and the long flight.

They were able to have a brief stopover at George's house for Sheila to change from her wedding gown to a beautiful off shoulder long gown with upward pleating at the helms. The gown cost a fortune but George did not care how expensive it was so far Sheila looked beautiful in it. When she came out of the room to announce her readiness, George was spellbound with her beauty. 'I can't wait to get to our hotel.' He whispered to her.

'Why?' She whispered back because the people that helped her change her clothe were present.

'Seeing you has made my man down there alive.'

'George, you're a pervert.'

'Sheila, you're my antidote.' He winked at her and held her hand.

'Shall we go now?'

'Yes.' She said breathlessly feeling anxious about what George said.

Their executive suite at the hotel was very impressive but Sheila could only see a little of it due to fatique. She went into the room while waiting for their luggage to be brought. Sitting on the bed, she took off her shoes which had been killing her feet since when they got down from the private jet. It was an hour drive from the airport to the hotel. She couldn't remove them in the car but she heaved a sigh of relief as she removed them. Rubbing her toes to reduce the numbness, she heard George's footsteps towards the room.

'Tired?' He asked.

'You can say that again. It's been a long day George, I just want to close my eyes and sleep the night off.'

'Not yet honey. I have something for you.'

'What's that?' She asked as she put down her legs and looked curiously at George who had his hands at his back.

'It's my wedding gift for you.'

'You're giving me a gift after all you spent for the wedding?' She was surprised that he would still give her his own personal gift. Maybe she was seeing the difference between the rich and the poor. 'But I don't have a gift for you.' She voiced out.

'You don't need to have one for me because it's not traditional for bride to give a gift since she's surrendering herself to her husband on the wedding night.' George smiled when he saw Sheila blush at his statement. 'Come here.'

She tiredly stood up from the bed and went to stand in his front. He brought his hand into view and gave her a parcel. She collected it and looked briefly at George. 'Open it.' He commanded softly.

Sheila removed the wrapper and opened the box what she saw left her jaw falling as she stared a diamond studded necklace with a pair of matching earrings and a bracelet laying on a white silk in the box.

'This is beautiful George!' She couldn't control her admiration for the gift. 'This must have cost you a fortune.'

'Nothing is too much for you Ella and mind you, you're more beautiful than this.' He said pointing to the necklace.'

Sheila playfully hit his hand. 'Come on George, you're flattering me.'

'I meant what I said.'

'Hmmm, thank you Bunny boy, you're the best.'

'Really? The best amongst how many?' He asked jokingly.

'The best amongst all married men of our generation.'

'I love the compliment.' He said as his eyes became dark with passion. He moved closer and held her head with his right hand while his left hand held her waist to draw her closer.

'This is the moment I've been dreaming of. To finally hold you in my hands and make you mine completely.' He said seductively and claimed her lips. 'Arrh!' He exclaimed as the box could not make him closer as he wanted to Sheila. He gently collected the box and dropped it on the nearby table not leaving Sheila all the while and drew her closer for better access to her mouth.

The kiss went on and both of them were lost in the euphoria of having the moment to themselves.

George's hand roamed all over Sheila's body and slowly zipped down her gown. She put down her hands to allow the gown fall to the ground leaving her in her white transparent lacy bra and a matching underwear. 'You're gorgeous my sweetheart.' George said breathlessly as he stopped the kiss to look at her. He quickly removed his tux jacket and reached for her again. 'I want to be sleeping and waking up to see you like this.' He whispered against her lips before claiming them once more.

He sqeezed one of her breast gently while still kissing her and Sheila moaned. The feeling was too overwhelming for her as she had never been this romantically close to even George before. Yes they had kissed severally but, were always cautious when it get heated. Now, no caution because both of them had been anxious for this moment. He left her mouth and sucked on the second breast through the lace. Sheila couldn't bear it and she frantically removed his tie and shirt so that she could also touch him. George let go of her so that he could discard his shirt. In no time they had undressed each other as he carried her and lay her gently on the bed.

George started the second section of his romantic torture on Sheila that she could not take it but moaning and whimpering. 'George, please, please.' She moaned.

'I know this is your first time and I want to be gentle also, make it a memorable day for you.'

'But I can't withhold this torture again!'

'Yes, it's to prepare you for what is coming.'

'George!' She screamed as he held both her breasts and sucking each after the other. 'I'm ready now please take me.'

'Hmmm. Such a good girl.' He said as he position himself to enter her. As he slowly entered her, she felt a sharp pain and she screamed with tears in her eyes.

'Hush darling, it will get better.' He plastered her face with kisses as he stopped his thrust. Moments later, she opened herself for him to continue.

They were both spent after some times of love making and George held her to himself.

'You're sweeter than what I expected honey.'

'Hmm, what did you expect?'

'I thought you would be afraid and give me hard time.'

'Thank you for making it easy for me. Although, I had read so many books on how to satisfy my man sexually.'

'I see. So you were prepared for me?'

'I prepared for this night and not you because I know you would not disappoint me.'

'Thank you darling.'

'George, we forgot to use protection.'

'I'm sorry, i was too excited but nothing would happen.'

'Are you sure?'

'If anything happens, we are married and I have the capability to take care of you and our baby.'

'That's out of the way, it's not what we agreed on. Yes we can make love but we never said we would make babies.'

'Sheila, please don't let us argue, today is our first night together and I am sorry if I threw caution to the wind. I am ready to take responsibility.'

'Come on George, you don't get it. Supposing we don't work out, then what happens to the baby?'

'We would surely work out Ella.'

'How are you so sure?'

'Because I have fallen uncontrollably in love with you.'

'?'

'Yes Sheila. I couldn't define my feelings for you initially but the more I got to know you, the more I couldn't do without you. Sheila, you're my life and I will do anything to make us work.'

'Tell me the truth, did you intentionally sleep with me without protection?' She raised herself on her elbow to look at him closely. George also positioned himself to stare into her eyes while he answered her.

'You want the truth?'

'Yes, the truth.'

'I didn't do it intentionally but, I never regret it. I would have loved to have your opinion first because I will never impose my decision on you. This marrriage is for both of us and we should always discuss whatever we want to do but not withstanding Sheila, if you become pregnant, I would be very happy.'

Sheila smiled briefly and traced her finger on his chest. 'Does it mean you will not want to use protection when sleeping with me?'

'Flesh to flesh in love making is more sensational than using condom. I will love to feel your flesh against mine but if you insist on using condom, so shall it be.'

Sheila found herself falling more deeply in love with George but could she also declare her feeling to him now that he was the one to declare his own feeling first? She shrugged her shoulders which George noticed.

'What are you thinking? I want us to be open to each other please. As I said, I want just one marriage in my life time.'

She looked into his eyes briefly and concentrated on his chest. After some seconds she spoke. 'George, apart from my dad, you're the only friend I have as opposite sex. Opening up to you is not a problem but, I've never been free with outsiders.'

'Come on Sheila, I'm not a stranger to you again but your husband. We are now the first family before we start having children so you will have to cultivate the habit of sharing what you feel with me. I know you are not an introvert but please don't be shy to share your intimate issue with me.' He coerced her gently.

'Alright George, I have a confession to make.'

'Okay, in the name of the Father, the Son an...'

'George be serious.' She pouted her mouth.

'Okay now let me hear what you want to say. I hope it will not give me heart attack?'

'George!'

'Okay, okay I'm all ears.'

'You said you have fallen in love with me?'

'Yes Ella.' He held her hand and put it on his right side where his heart was. 'Can you feel my heartbeats? That's how my hesrt has been beating for you day and nights.'

'But aren't you afraid that I might not share the same feeling?'

'Initially when I discovered, I was afraid to share it with you but i realised that you might not love me, but you like me a lot. Also, my vow in the church made it easy to express my feelings for you. I meant everything I said.'

'How long have you been having this feeling?'

'I want to believe the day I introduced you to my friends.'

'Wow! And you never told me?'

'I told you I wasn't sure of what I felt until when I got to know you better.'

'I understand now.'

'So, what is your confession?'

'Hmm George, I think I fell in love with you at the same time.'

'Wow! Sheila, you're such a baby. You were shy to tell me you love me?' He chuckled.

'George don't start!'

'Babe, you don't stop to amaze me. Some girls would have been using it to sing so that I would take them serious. But you're not some girls but my sweetella.'

'Thank you.'

'Now I want to ask you a question.'

'Go ahead.'

'Will you be shy to tell me to make love to you when you're horny for me?'

'George!'

He gathered her to him and spoke to her. 'Honey, you don't have to be shy to touch me anywhere and anytime. We are one now, moving naked in the house when it's just the two of us is allowed. Asking me for sex is your right when you feel I'm neglecting my duty. Making love to you without protection is our right because we have to enjoy each other. We can make love anywhere in the house because we owe no one any explanation of how we want our love live to be. Do you understand?'

She nodded her head in response before she spoke. 'I understand sir.' She smile and snuggled into him.

'What of now hubby? Can I have the pleasure of having you again?'

He looked at her amused and kissed her deeply. 'Of course my heartbeat, I'm at your service.' Both of them covered themselves under the duvet but their moaning was everywhere in their hotel room.

Next morning, George woke up before Sheila but didn't get out of bed but kept on looking at her and smiling. Not too long, she stretched herself and slowly opened her eyes to see a pair of gray eyes looking at her amusedly.

'Good morning sugar.' She purred like a cat.'

'Morning honey. Do you know this is the first time you would call me with endearment?'

'I have the confidence to let you know that seeing you, being with you makes me feel like shouting on the roof of a house of my love for you. You're my love, my breath and the ground I tread.'

She made him emotional with her statement, and saw his eyes wet.

'Sugar, are you crying?'

'No honey, I'm just too happy to have you in my life.'

'Me too bunny boy.' They looked at each other in silence. 'I'm famished, what are the line up actions for today?'

'We are staying in door. We would eat, make love, eat and make love.'

'George you can't be serious, I'm still sore from the night love making.'

'The more we do it, the quickly the sore heals.'

'Really?'

'Hmm, actually it's always like that for a day or two but I will clean the place for you but love making heals it faster than any other thing.' He stood up from bed dragging her with him. 'What would my first lady eat this morning?'

'You George is what I crave for.'

'Really? I'm the most satisfying food you can request for. But first we need to clean up, eat for stamina and continue with marathon love making. He picked the phone in the room, dialled the kitchen and gave his order.

'Sheila, this hotel is one of my chain of hotels and anything we take is free cause grandpa has paid.'

'Huh? Does your grandpa know of it?'

'Yes, I told him I wanted this hotel. I want to use this opportunity to know how good they service our clients.'

'I thought it was your campaign that would keep you busy on this honeymoon?'

'Yes, but they don't know me personally. I will have meeting with them after my observations.'

'Don't let us talk about work or business today because I want to make use of the opportunity of having you to myself today.'

'Just imagine, my wife is a good student.'

'Say that again.'