The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife-Chapter 269: Who won?

Shikera gripped the sheets tightly to stop herself from writhing in pleasure. Ethan’s finger pushing in and out of her wet entrance made her want more, made her want to arch her back to give him more access, but the game was still ongoing.

"Mmmh..." she moaned out, feeling the movement of his hand in her getting faster, and faster and faster—

"Honey!" she cried, unable to resist as she felt herself being transported to oblivion and back. Feeling her love juices flowing out from between her legs, she had just started to rest for a bit when Ethan’s mouth began to move on her.

He sucked, licked, drained and fucked her insides with his tongue until Shikera had no idea when her hands left the sheets and went to dig themselves in his head of black hair.

She pulled him closer, moaning and screaming his name as she trashed around the bed in pleasure, cumming for the second time. By the time he left her alone and came back to her lips, Shikera couldn’t care less about the deal they made just a while ago. She wanted to please him, and make him see stars the same way he just made her did.

Taking absolute control of their kiss, she flipped him over with her whole strength, switching their positions as she settled herself on his broad chest.

"What’s wrong?" Ethan asked in between kisses, his hand running down her smooth, soft and pale skin and creating pinkish nail marks.

"I..." Shikera breathed, "I want to...make you—uhm...scream my name too," she stuttered, having no idea why she was suddenly feeling shy. It might have to do with those fiery black eyes which seemed to be boring into her soul and pulling out all the dirty thoughts buried in there, or those hands which had slid over to her ass and was ready to start another round of stimulations.

A thin smile curved on Ethan’s lips when he heard her.

"As much as I want to agree, I must remind you that we only have three hours and that," He flipped her over, changing their positions again as he continued, "I have fucking missed being buried wholly inside you."

Shikera was speechless. Or was she supposed to say she had missed the feeling of him inside her too?

"We..." Ethan continued as he pulled of his trousers, releasing his aroused length to her sight. "...don’t have much time left."

Shikera swallowed. Not out of fear but out of anticipation and excitement. She followed Ethan’s lead and raised her legs up to give him space, parting her lips as he leaned down to capture them.

At the same time, she felt his tip gently rubbing against her entrance and causing her to moan into his mouth. She was getting impatient. He pushed slowly, not stopping until he heard Shikera gasp.

Then he began to move. Each thrust took him deeper inside her and as he went faster and faster, so did her moans get louder and louder.

"I love you," he whispered in her ears, dragging his lips down to bite her neck.

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Their bodies were entangled with each other’s and Shikera was too tired to even move. She should have known from experience that the kind of husband she had was one who would never stop until he was satisfied but still, Ethan’s libido always surprised her every time. He was like machine that never got tired and she hated the fact that he had tricks to revive her no matter how tired she was.

Not like she was complaining though. She felt full...

"What’s going on in your mind?" she heard Ethan ask. Raising her head to look up at him, she felt a smile cross her face.

"I was thinking about you. What about you? What’s going on in your mind?" she asked back, her smile widening when she saw the nervous gaze in his eyes. She loved to see him flustered and anxious because of her.

Ethan sighed, exhaling out loud.

"Look Kera, I know my thoughts are kinda weird but it...it just popped into my mind and I couldn’t get it out," he murmured.

"What popped in your mind?" Shikera enquired. Distracted, she raised her hand to start tracing the hickeys she had left on his chest, each one making the blush on her cheeks darken.

"You, of course. But just a little bit of addition. You know, Kera, we uhm... we’ve never used protection since we started..." He trailed off, feeling Shikera’s finger stop the sneaky movements they were making on his chest.

"I’m listening," Shikera stated. Her face looked calm and curious on the outside but due was actually hoping against hope that Ethan wasn’t about to say what she was thinking. She didn’t want to lie to him, she really didn’t but she also didn’t want to tell him she was pregnant. At least not for now.

She could do that after she had gotten him to sign the contract like Grandma Cooper suggested, and everything was well with their families once again.

Ethan continued, "I was just thinking... aren’t you worried about getting pregnant?"

Shikera stiffened, breaking into a nervous laugh.

"That was unexpected. What made you suddenly think of that?" she asked, trying to avoid the question.

"Aren’t I allowed to think? Just answer me."

Again, Shikera tried to distract him.

"What? Don’t tell me you want babies as soon as possible," she smiled.

"Not at all. It’s the direct opposite," Ethan deadpanned.

Shikera was shocked and thought for a moment that Ethan was joking, but one glance at his serious face told her otherwise. She sat up and picked up her shirt, slipping her hands into it.

"You...Ethan, you don’t like children?" she asked.

"That’s not it," he replied, pulling her down into his embrace.

"Then what’s the problem?"

Ethan frowned, "You asking like this makes me suspect...You aren’t pregnant, right Kera?" he asked.

Sighing, Shikera shook her head and replied him, "I’m not. Just tell me why you don’t like children."

"Didn’t I tell you once?" Ethan started, playing with the wavy curls of her hair. His hand on Shikera’s waist tightened as he added, "I said I hate sharing my woman, and anything at all that belongs to her. You barely have enough time for me, Shikera, so you can imagine what would happen if there’s a baby. I can already see myself being relegated."

Shikera frowned, wondering if what she had heard just now was really spoken by Ethan. He wasn’t this childish, right?

"Don’t dare think I’m joking right now? Or being childish," Ethan’s voice broke into her thoughts, "It’s what I really think, Shikera."

"So this is not about you disliking children? It’s just that you don’t want to share me with anyone?" Shikera asked, just to make sure.

"Exactly. Now come over here and—"

Shikera pushed his hand away before they could start caressing her thighs, as she rolled out of bed.

"Three hours is almost up and Grandma strictly keeps to time. I still have to bath and for you...I don’t know your plans," she stated, walking out of the room while leaving Ethan sprawled on the bed.

Suddenly remembering something, she turned by the entrance and smiled seductively, "About the game, who won?"

Ethan raised his brows. Why was she asking something so obvious?

"You should know the answer to that without asking, shouldn’t you? It’s obviously m—"

"Me!" Shikera cut in. "I won, didn’t I?"

"Uh? I don’t think—"

"So? You want to say you won? Can’t you just let me win just this once? An hour of your time is not so much a prize to ask, is it? You, Ethan, you really make me..." she trailed off, glaring defiantly at him like a child who had her candy stolen away by a giant.

Ethan was startled, having not expected the whole outburst of emotions when the prize was something so trivial. He nodded.

"Of course, you won. Triumphantly at that. When do you want your prize?" he asked.

Shikera calmed down when she heard that, schooling her face into a bright and amiable expression.

"I’ll tell you when I’m ready. Gotta go!"

With that, she turned around and stepped out of the room.

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"What’s your name?" Shikera asked.

"Ethan. Ethan DeLoach," was the reply.

"How old are you?" she continued.

"Thirty, going on thirty one."

"How old am I?"

"You are 25, Shikera Anderson. When will this interview end?" Ethan sighed in frustration. The two had just gotten dressed some minutes ago and Shikera was set to leave the house by herself, when Ethan decided he was leaving with her.

"You don’t know where I’m going?" Shikera had asked. Truthfully, she herself had no idea where she was going. She only wanted to escape for a while before having to talk to him, the serious discussion he was anticipating.

But Ethan had shrugged and replied, "Who cares where you are going? I just want to be with you."

"Get your mask then," Shikera had said, after sighing in defeat.

"I don’t need it."