Three. Contract

Zane's POV

Done with the shower, I came out with the sight of Lucky sleeping peacefully at the bed and as I carefully approached her to look a little closer, I realized that if it wasn't for her, I would have been in a total mess right now.

"Thank you for today, I owe you a big one." I muttered, tucking her into the covers before I get dressed and make my way to the balcony to call someone.

"CEO Adams, what do I owe you for a sudden call this late, while you're on your honeymoon at that." My friend Rusty greeted, at his ever sarcastic tone.

"Tell me about it, Man. It's just a mess!" I groaned, my fingers tangling on my wet hair.

Chuckling on the other line, I heard Rusty huff and puff his cigarette. "Let me guess, you want me to uncover the reason why your beloved fiancee didn't show up?" He asked.

My hand grasped hard on the railing of the balcony as he said that. "Yes, there was that but I also wanted you to do some background check about someone." I replied, glancing at Lucky who was still sleeping peacefully.

"Yeah? and who might this lucky person be?" Rusty inquired, his voice shifted into a curious tone.

Now overlooking the cityscapes from the balcony, I replied. "Someone named Lucky Evans. Be thorough, I want to know all about her."

Expertly clacking on his keyboard, he spoke. "Oho! Now I know why! Your little substitute wife."

My brows furrowed on his remark, but I can't deny that, so I just kept my mouth shut and let him do his job.

"Hm. You sure got someone interesting, Adams. But, if you wanted a detailed report for her, I'm afraid that it will take time." Rusty stated.

Nodding to myself, I replied. "Sure, I'll wait for it, but keep me posted, Alright?"

"Copy that. But aren't you too engrossed about her rather than asking me where the hell is the love of your life is?" Rusty asked.

I growled into his remark. "Come on, man! I'm trying hard to keep myself in check here, don't come pissing me off more than I am."

Exclaiming, he replied. "Fine, fine! But let me remind you, alright? Being with you isn't an easy feat, especially not with that effin' anger issues.

She might be your substitute bride but, it won't hurt to protect her with some contract. You might also add about you guys being done once Zea is back, because I know you'll be come around in an instant when she appears before you."

Processing Rusty's words, I nodded to myself, reminding me that Lucky is just nothing but a substitute for Zea's abscence, so once I was done with the call, I went back inside, sat on the couch and there made a contract to the best interest of mine.

Finishing, I sent it to my lawyer for its approval then went to sleep at the couch to give Lucky the whole bed.

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Lucky's POV

Waking up, I immediately saw Zane sleeping at the couch.

"Good morning, dear host. Yes, he took the couch not to disturb your sleep." Bella greeted.

"But why? He could have just slept beside me, were husband and wife after all." I mumbled to myself.

With a giggle, Bella replied. "Were you expecting that, host?" She teased.

Blushing, I mumbled once more. "O-of course not! I-I'm just a substitute afterall."

Giggling a bit harder, Bella spoke once more, her tone shifted into something serious. "You might be a substitute, host, but you're still a wife to him. He might do anything he please and you have to be open for it."

Groaning, I nodded and get up to wake Zane up, saying "Mr. Adams, you can take the bed."

Stirring awake, Zane looked at me with a mix of drowsiness and confusion, but after sometime, he get up from the couch and throwed himself into the matress before pulling me in.

Now at the bed with him, he pulled me flushed to him, spooning me as he said "You know how it is for men early in the morning, don't you?" His voice low and husky.

Blushing, I nod as I silently bit my lower lip, knowing exactly what he is trying to say.

"Good, now how about we start the day right, my wife?" He asked, his hot breath tickling neck.

Biting my lip, I give him a silent nod. My head already occupied with Bella's words from earlier.

With a silent groan, Zane started nibbling my earlobes, his hand on my hips as he started grinding his morningwood against my bum.

Can't help to let out a moan with the friction, I started biting on my shirt but Zane gently pulled it off from my mouth.

"No need to be quiet, wife, we're husband and wife now, and doing this anytime wouldn't that be surpising isn't it?" He continued to whisper, his big hands now sliding into my dress, slowly snaking up to cup my mounds.

"Mmn. Their so soft, so perfect for my hands." He groaned, fondling my breasts fully.

"Hmnng. M-Mr. Adams.." I moaned his name, as his finger started brushing my peaks.

"Hm? What is it Mrs. Adams? Is it getting too hot?" He asked, rolling me to the side as he get on top of me.

Biting my lips, I shook my head.

"Then what it is, my wife? Is it too hard to handle?" He asked again, pulling his shirt off, revealing his lean but muscular body to mine.

Admiring the view in silence my hand reached for his chest, brushing it with fingers down to his abs.

"Now you had a good look at mine, I think its time for me to unwrap my present too." He muttered as he pulled off my dress off.

Licking his lips, Zane's hands immediately reached for it, cupping them reverently, before taking one on his mouth.

"Ahh!" I moaned, feeling his mouth and tongue on me.

With a pop, he released it saying. "You taste so sweet, my wife." Then sucked on the other one, as his hand slither south.

"M-Mr. Adams!" I moaned a little harder as his hand cupped my core.

Growling into my breast, he continued lavishing both of them, as his hand finally found an opening to touch me further.

With a swift slide, Zane's fingers snaked into my panties There he started rubbing my sensitive nub, making me tremble beneath him.

Finally letting my hardened peaks, his hands reached for the waist band of my panties and pulled it down.

Now fully exposed to him, Zane eyed my naked form for a little bit before pulling me to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs for him.

And without any warning, his head suddenly disappeared in between my legs and started eating me out.

The pleasure took a great toll in me and as he kept on going, I found myself already lost in it, eager and already craving for more.

Probably had enough, Zane then replaced his tongue with a digit and as he expertly slide it inside me, my body started twitching.

"Ah! You're so sensitive, so responsive." He groaned with a smug face, sliding another finger in. "How's that, wife? Think you can come just with my fingers?" He asked, pumping and twisting it.

Rolling my eyes, my back started to arch. "S-so good!" I mumbled, feeling the tingle it gives me.

"Does it now? let's see if you can take more." He said, sliding another digit in, its tips curling up to my hilt.

With him hitting my sweet spot, I came crumbling and trembling beneath him, my insides clenching hard on his fingers, coating it with my love juice.

Amazed with my sensitivity, he continued to finger my wetness, drawing my orgasm longer, but as I came down from my high, he pulled his fingers out then slide them into his mouth, cleaning it by sucking it off them.

"God, you really taste sweet, my wife, but as much as I wanted to lap that sweet nectar, my member can't wait to feel that tight heat on me." He groaned, as he fumbled with his pants, eager to pull it down.

Biting my lips, I sat down and helped him pull it off, but once his hardened length is freed it came spring into my face. "Looks like it knows what to expect after being freed, wife. Why don't you open that sweet mouth for me?" He asked, gently slapping it on my lips.

Can't help but to oblige, I stroked it while peppering it long licks, then I looked up to him as I take it on my mouth.

Zane eyes started to darken with lust, and as soon as I take it deep, his hand went for a fistful of my hair, guiding my movement.

"God, love that mouth, my wife!" He groaned, throwing his back in forth, while his hips started bucking in and out making me gag on it length.

Hearing me gag, he immediately pulled out of my mouth, saying. "Sorry, your mouth just felt too good on me." Then, he gently laid me down the bed and soon crawled on top of me. "Ready to consume this marriage, my wife?" He asked, his tip already positioned on me.

It was then Bella's words echoed on my mind. "He might do anything he please and you have to be open for it." So with a hard bite on my lower lip, I nod.

And eager with his desire to copulate with me, Zane entered me rashly without a warning and before I knew it, a trickle of blood came dripping out of me, a clear sign that my long preserved virginity was now gone.

Zane's eyes widened in the sudden realization as his shaky hands reached for my face. "You were a virgin. Why didn't you said anything?" He asked.

Looking at him all guilty for tearing me up, I shook my head and looked him in the eye. "It's fine. It is just exactly what you told me last night. I might be a substitute but I am your wife until Ms. Zea gets back so, I need to act one."

Shaking his head, he buried his face into the crook of my neck, saying. "It doesn't have to be this way, Lucky. J-just say so if you don't want this, I'll pull out."

Feeling bad to the fact that I ruined the momentum, I wrapped my arms and legs around him and said. "You don't have to pull out. I want it too."

"Are you sure?" He asked, lifting himself up to regain his composure.

With a nod, I muttered. "Please, Mr. Adams. I want to do this with you."

Nodding, Zane then held on my waist and started moving slightly. "Is this okay?" He asked.

"I-it is, Mr. Adams." I replied as the pain started to get better.

Biting his lips his hand travelled to my legs spreading them a little wider then leaned in. "Got to pick up the pace, tell me if I am hurting you, okay?" He warned.

Nodding, I let him do what he wants and I just focused on the pleasure he is making me feel.

"Ah God! You feel so good on me, Lucky. " Zane groaned, his thrusts getting erractic.

Rolling my eyes, I nod. "Y-you too Mr..."

"Call me by my name, Lucky." He commanded.

"B-but.." I tried to explain but he cuts me off again.

"No buts, Lucky. I want you to say my name." He commanded again, his thumb reaching down, rubbing my senstive nub.

Feeling the sudden authority on his voice, I was forced to oblige. "Z-Zane!" I literally screamed his name as he is rubbing my clit intensely.

With a low growl, Zane held my hips and started to do me harder and faster and I who was new to all of this was honestly overwhelmed with the pleasure and before I knew it, I was already a mess begging him for more.