The CEO's Painted Skin

When John steps out of the vehicle to enter the elevator that will bring him to the 20th floor of the twin Tower where Catherine was residing, he already felt anxiety and feeling of restlessness sinking heavily in his belly.

Will tonight be the night that Catherine will finally start talking and confront him of what happened on that night? He had been giving himself false hope that everything was okay between them for the last 5 months. But now he realized that she will finally come back to her senses and she will turn everything upside down between them.

John released a deep sigh of trepidation.

The elevator opened up at the 20th floor. Allan can be seen sitting on the chair outside the door guarding the flat.

"Good evening, Boss!" Allan greeted him.

John nods at him.

"Allan, Catherine will finally regain her senses anytime soon. I want you to be more vigilant, she might attempt to escape from this building if she finds an opportunity to flee," said John.

"No problem, Boss. I will keep my eyes and ears open," replied Allan.

"Good!" he said. John typed his password and scanned his fingerprints into the scanner system. The door to the flat opened, he entered and closed the door behind him.

He found Cora the nurse on duty in the kitchen, she was preparing a glass of milk for Catherine to drink.

"Good evening, Sir!" greeted Cora.

"Good evening, Cora," replied John. "From now on, hide all the knife inside the cupboard after you're done using them. Catherine was now showing some positive signs of recovery, she's on her way about to regain her senses soon and might attempt to harm herself again, just hide the knife in a safe place for precautionary measure," explained John.

"Okay, Sir, I will hide the knives from now on," replied Cora. She gathered the knives and put it on the lowest drawer of the cabinet. Then she took the glass of milk and brought it to the master's bedroom.

When she pushed opened the bedroom door...Catherine was already sitting on the bed, her lower body was covered with a blanket.

"Time for your milk, Catherine. Please drink it to keep your baby healthy," Cora instructed her. "Sir, John is already outside, he will be joining you here after you drink your milk."

After hearing that John was already outside and would join her in the room, Catherine accepted the glass of milk and drink it quickly, the erratic beating of her heart was beginning to pounce and suffocate her. Oh no! Too soon to see him again!

She's not ready yet!

"Good girl!" said Cora after seeing how quickly Catherine finished drinking her milk. "You can go now there in the bathroom and starts brushing your teeth," said Cora. Then she exited the room to bring the glass back in the kitchen.

Catherine sunk into the bed and covered her whole body with the blanket. She's not ready yet to face the cheater that brought so much pain in her life! This is too soon! She doesn't know if the rage she had nurtured in her heart was enough to face him and tear him to pieces. She had to hate him really hard! She can't continue loving him! He was a cheater! He doesn't deserve her love, trust, and loyalty!

A few minutes later...

The door to the room opened slowly...

John entered the room and closed the door behind him.

He took a deep breath upon seeing Catherine's form hiding beneath the blanket. For several weeks that he started sleeping by her side, she never shows this kind of attitude, hiding beneath the covers. It seemed the psychotherapist was right, she was now exhibiting symptoms of returning to normalcy. It made him happy at the same time terrified of her possible flammable outburst, well, she has all the reason to feel angry towards him, he was guilty beyond a reasonable doubt. He deserves to be punished too.

He sighed and began discarding his polo shirt, next he unzips his pants and discarded it as well, he was now naked, his six-pack abs glistened under the light of the room, the only garment left attached on his body was the black jockey briefs he was wearing.

Catherine's eyes widened beneath the thin flimsy blanket, she can very well see his body movements. Jesus Christ! What he's doing? Why is he going naked? Shiit! she was not prepared for this!

When John climbs into the bed starting from the base of her feet, her body froze, his all too familiar hands were now caressing her feet up to her legs. Dang! Her body was shuddering, reacting to the sexually arousing sensation brought by his touch!

John detected her body reacting to his touch, she is back! But she's not talking yet, a loud and screaming Catherine is the one he preferred the most to come out tonight. The early they settle their differences the better. Right now, he was already well prepared for her outburst and her rage.

Before the night is over, he was determined to make her start talking by forcing her to make love to him.

John reached for the blanket to take it away from her face, but she holds on to it for her dear life, not wanting to let go of the safety of the blanket.

John smirked.

He began moving the hem of her maternity dress up her legs, exposing her underwear, then he runs his fingers up and down on her legs in a slow erotic manner, sending delicious tingling sensation all over Catherine's body. Her body was now feverish under the spell of erotic lust and carnal desire brought by his expert hands.

"Talk to me, Cath! I know you can hear me. Let's talk," he said coaxing her.

She still not releasing the blanket from her upper body.

John slowly pulled down her underwear from her legs, exposing her naked core. John wasted no time, he began caressing the surface of her mound, stroking it erotically, she still not talking. A few moments later, he inserted his two fingers into her core and began stroking her silky wall, he heard her gasping and then she starts moaning, her usual orgasmic moaning every time they make love.

He feels overwhelmingly happy and thrilled that she's finally back!

While Catherine was still holding on to the blanket as hard as she could.

John's right hand were busy pleasuring Catherine's nether region, the throbbing of his loin was getting harder to ignore, he discarded his underwear with his left hand. His bulging erection stiff and hard come out in the open ready to fire, he poised it above her core ready to take over the task at hand.

"I'm going to enter you now, Catherine....," he said in a husky tone laden with heavy desire.

She's still not responding.

He can no longer bear the intense desire tormenting his manhood, he lifted her pelvis a bit higher and anchored it on his lap, then he put a pillow below her back, he inserted his stiff rod into her mound in a slow manner, then he began building up momentum with his gentle thrusting inside her silky wall. His pleasurable thrusting inside her core was accompanied by her non-stop moaning notifying him that she also immensely enjoyed what he was doing to her body. He smirked.

For a few minutes, his member was luxuriating inside the tightness of her moist silky wall, his pumping inside her core was well controlled and rapturous for both of them.

He reached for the blanket, she won't still release it from her firm grasp. John let her be and focused on the task at hand to pleasure her the best way he can.

"Let me see your face, while making love to you, Cath!" he groaned in ecstasy. "I love you so much!" he whispered softly.