Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: 257- I Love You!

The office door opened after a small buzzing sound and Marissa went inside, only to find Rafael talking to a group of suited men. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

She closed the door behind her and walked to the couch.

"Alright, gentlemen!" Rafael nodded and got to his feet, "My wife is here so I need to discuss a few things with her."

The executives greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Mrs. Sinclair."

Marissa offered them a formal smile and kept it pasted until they left the office. The moment the door got closed, Rafael was beside her on the couch.

She didn’t even say anything and almost jumped at him.

Rafael laughed when she held his face and started leaving butterfly kisses there. His nose, his eyes, his forehead, his cheeks... there was no stopping.

"Little Greene," he tried to speak but she shushed him by kissing his lips hard. It was better to stay silent and let her do whatever she wanted while holding her by her waist, squeezing tightly into him.

He waited for her patiently to get done with the kisses and stayed there with closed eyes.

"Do you know, I can do it further, right here on this couch if you don’t stop?"

Marissa who wasn’t able to control her lips, paused for a moment and then resumed the kissing again.

Rafael chuckled at his crazy wife and closed his eyes again. However, he forgot where he was when she started rubbing herself above his member.

"Marissa!" She liked it when her name was uttered with a gasp that had a hint of warning in it.

"Sorry!" at last she leaned her forehead against his and said breathlessly, "You taste so good, husband."

"Ahan. So, dear wife! How about we make love here and nobody would know what’s going on in the President’s office!" Marissa still needed time to get used to the terms, wife and husband. Sitting on his thighs, she made a pout.

"We can’t. Peter needs to show me those mural designs."

"Ah! Ok!" Did she hear disappointment in his voice?

He sat up on the couch, still holding her and Marissa poked her chin into his shoulder, her body leaning into him, "I need to spend loads of time with you, Rafael Sinclair," Rafael looked down and found a sad look on her face, "I think we are so busy in the event thing that we don’t have time for each other."

"Honey," he kissed her head, "Why do you say that?" Marissa shrugged shaking her head.

She was again avoiding eye contact. He pinched her chin and made her look up, "I’m always here for you, Marissa Sinclair. You want to spend time with me? Just let me know. My time belongs to you."

And your heart? She wanted to ask him but couldn’t.

She didn’t want to push him away. The suffocation could be overwhelming for both of them.

When Rafael left the couch, Marissa noticed his disheveled hair and wrinkled shirt. The thought that she was responsible for it was not only intense but overpowering too. She jerked back to reality when he threw something in her lap.

In confusion, she picked that up and inspected it. The console.

"Come on! One match!" he said with a challenging smirk. Marissa knew she would lose against him. Sophie always managed to defeat her.

He had selected Racer II and now was selecting the car model.

She reached over and clipped her front hair into the bun. A hundred percent attention was needed here.