WARNING: The following content is R-16. You may read it or not, I’m not forcing you to do so. This is really challenging, maybe because it is my first time writing R-16 scenes and I don’t know if it’ll turn out good or what. Actually, I’m battling with myself if I’ll do it or not, but I ended up writing it anyway. So I suggest you prepare a box of tissue and a bottle of holy water. I clearly warned you fabs.

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JEHAN’S POV

“As you can see, we need to perform Bypass Operation to this patient. If we won’t, his heart will fail. I commend Doctor Corrigan to do it.” I lifted my gaze upon his remarks. I’m pretty sure he’s pertaining to my wife. She’s the only one who can perform Bypass Operation expertly—without any complications.

“My wife is on maternity leave, she can’t perform a surgery for now.” He nods his head and smiled. I rolled my eyes. Above anyone else, he values my wife too. Tristan Kiel, Lara appointed him as the director of Miranda Capitol Medical Hospital.

“I know, that’s why I’m suggesting you to do it.” I shrugged. It’s fine with me. Heart surgeries are not my field, but since she’s into it, I learned a lot. Seems like she had a huge influence on me as well.

Kiel continued to discuss a lot of medical reports to certain doctors and specialist—which I don’t really care of. I must say, work without her is really tiring and boring. As I was about to close my eyes to take a quick nap, my phone started vibrating—causing me stood up, and left outside the meeting room.

“Hey, are you craving for something again?” I shook my head. She’s into weird stuffs and food lately. You know, pregnant woman.

Last time she asked me to go to Korea and buy her a jar of Kimchi. I tried giving her a Kimchi I bought in the mall here in the Philippines, but she refused and went crying all over. What she wanted was a Kimchi from Korea. So I have no choice but to go there. When I finally got home and brought her what she wanted, she threw tantrums saying she don’t like the odour—so I ended up throwing it away.

“Yes, and I’m craving for…” I started praying she won’t let me do hard stuffs again. Like making me dance in front of her wearing a skirt—fuck, remembering that really embarrassed me. That’s the last thing I would do, but she would cry really loud and clear if I won’t do what she wants.

“You…” I laughed. I shook my head and lean my back on the door.

“Why are you laughing?” She asked—little annoyed.

“Nothing,” I answered.

“I’m fucking serious, Jehan. I’m craving for you. I want you.” I swallowed a lump on my throat as I heard her hoarse voice. I run my hands on my hair as I secretly cussed on my mind when I felt my jeans tightens. I cleared my throat, and tried to compose myself.

“I’m in a middle of a meeting. Besides, I’ll be operating on a patient later. I’ll be home af—“ She cut me off.

“Is your patient important, or me?” I scratch my nape. Of course she is important, but it’s a matter of life and death. I can’t just leave the patient behind.

“Of course you are but—“I literally gasped when she started making noise on the other line. Such noises that would awaken your sleeping desires, and temptations. Oh shit!

“I’m warning you, stop it. I won’t give in. I won’t let yo—fuck Lara! Stop!” I closed my eyes and bit my lips, trying to suppress groans from escaping my mouth . I took a deep breath as I heard her moaning my name, literally inviting me to do something I’m not supposed to do in my situation. Can somebody please shut her up.

“I’m on heat baby, I need your carrot hard and rough.” Before I could eventually end up running in the bathroom because of her dirty talks, I immediately hung up the phone call and went inside the meeting room.

“Oh, what’s up with your face?” I didn’t answer him. I’m aware I’m sweating. I took a hanky and wipe it off my face. Damn that woman, she’s such a tease. Why is she always on heat whenever I’m in a complicated situation?

I tried my best to listen to Kiel’s discussion, but I failed. I close my eyes for a second time around, and tried my hardest to divert my intention to something else again, but her husky voice started to whisper in my ears. Her naked body started to flash in my mind, and her voice would start to drown me into fantasies again. Damn!

“Kiel, the patient who needs to have a Bypass Operation, what time should I perform the surgery?” I stood up, making them look at me. Shit, I think she’s doing it on purpose.

“I think it’ll be two hours from now, why?” I look at my wristwatch, two hours would be enough. It would be enough to punish that woman.

“I’m sorry, but I really need to go. I’ll be back after two hours.” I left the meeting without waiting for their response. After a few seconds, while I was alone in the elevator, I decided to call her.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Lara. Hide while you still can, ‘cause the moment I’ll find you, I swear you’ll be sore for a week.” I heard her giggled in the line.

“Oh yeah? Try me Jehan. What’cha gonna do? Bang me ‘ril hard and rough?” Well damn, since she mentioned it—it’s a very fine suggestion.

“Should I?” The elevator opened, so I made my way down the parking lot. As soon as I spotted my car, I went inside and drove my way back home as fast as I could.

“Are you challenging me?” She asked, and I could almost imagine her face smirking from ear to ear. She’s always like that, since the day she knew she was pregnant, all things seemed to be challenges on her side.

“Maybe?”

“We’ll see about that. Get your fucking ass back home and show me what your dick got!” She ended the call. I shook my head. I can’t help but to laugh, she’s really something. She won’t hesitate to say such words.

“So it’s true that women are more sexual when they’re pregnant?” I asked myself. I’ve been really gentle around her most of the time, I was worried I might hurt her and the baby, but every now and then she would ask me to be rough—which I never did.

Jesus Christ, help me please.

LARA’S POV

I locked the door and went inside the bathroom. I poured the milk and ice cubes on the tub as I took of my robe, and went inside to cool my hot hormones on the load. Damn, what the hell is happening to me? I’m not on my red shit, but why do I feel like I’m in need of something? Something long, hard, and big. What the fuck?

Okay lemme get this straight. These past few weeks, there are things my mind don’t want to do—but my body badly wants it. Do you understand me? Argh! Why should I be explaining things to you anyway? You wouldn’t understand!

I smiled as I touched my tummy. Who could’ve thought I’ll become a parent this quick? Don’t worry baby, I’ll make sure you’ll be happy and contented from who you are, and what you are.

I was alarmed when I heard a sound coming from the main door of the room. I instantly felt my cheeks flushed up with the thought of who it was. Hell, he came faster than I thought he would. I lowered my face in the milky water, as I hold my breath, hiding my body. I heard the clicking of the door knob in the bathroom’s door. Just then, I know I’m already in trouble.

I stiffed when I felt his cold hands touch my legs. Instead of feeling cold and numb, I felt a sudden jolt of warmth when his skin touched me. I got this feeling again, the feeling of wanting—needing for his warmth and touch.

I lift my face, and sit straight on the tub—revealing my bare shoulders and collarbone. I bit my lower lip when I saw him looking at me, still wearing his laboratory gown, making him hotter in my eyes. Without breaking the eye contact, he slowly took his clothes off—leaving him on his well-toned body and wide shoulders in front of me. No clothes left, stripped naked and sizzling hot.

“You’re on heat huh?” I gulped. I closed my eyes in embarrassment when I remembered saying that on phone with him. What the heck was I thinking?

“N-nevermind that, I was just teasing you.” I tried to make my voice calm and steady, but I stuttered in other way. He eyed me suspiciously, and shrugged off.

“Okay? I’ll take a bath with you if that’s the case.” Without any warning, he joined me on the tub. We were silent for a while, but not when I felt his hands caressing my thighs. As I lift my gaze, I saw his sexual stare—paired with his sexy smirk on his lips.

As if he was hypnotizing me with those stares, I unknowingly crawled towards him—with my attention fixed on his alluring eyes. He reached for my waist, and let me sit on his lap—legs parted together in between him. We both let out a soft whimper when we felt our wholeness grinding with one another. I can solemnly feel how huge he was, how hard he was waiting for my dripping wet snatch.

As soon as I saw his lips parted, I clung my arms on his neck and press my lips against him. He groaned when he noticed I was taking over the kiss. He bit my lower lip, causing his tongue to seek for more entrance. It was slow, and passionate—the kiss that drives my soul crazy. He held my hair softly as he started to suck and explore my mouth. I gasp when he gave me a tight squeeze in my butt, making me pant while following the rhythm of his kisses.

“Are you…Are you still going to say…you’re just…just teasing me?” He said in between of our kisses. I shook my head, my breathings started to ragged as I grabbed his right hand and give him access on my thighs. He laughed a bit and lick my earlobe as he breathlessly whispered my name.

“So impatient, aren’t we?” I tug his hair and tilt my head to let him do what he wants. He started to plant butterfly kisses on my neck, as his right hand started its journey in between my thighs. His kisses went down on my collarbone, biting and sucking my skin—leaving hickeys that’ll take three days to erase.

I literally cussed when I felt he entered two of his fingers, my hips arched—causing him to face my two mountain peaks. I let out strings of curses when he started latching into them—making me mewl in pleasure. A shot of electrifying volt of electricity spread in my body when he started licking ‘em like a baby.

My nails dug into his back when he thrust his fingers inside me. I don’t know how to deal with this ecstasy, and I can’t do anything but to call out his name for once and for all. A curse escaped from my mouth when his pace got slow, and even slower. I hugged him tight, causing him to take his face, and hands off on my chest—stopping him from what he was doing.

“Make it slower, and I’ll kill you.” I warned him. He let out a manly chuckle. He kissed my cheeks before thrusting his fingers fast—swirling and exploring my insides. As he was busy making me reach the seventh heaven I know of, I bit his left ear—earning a soft groan from him.

“Oh fuck…” I smirk as I started to stroke my hands on his member. He stopped kissing my neck and lift his gaze at me—pleading for something I should do.

“That’s it, shit…” He moaned and nuzzled his face on my neck. His fingers continued to thrust inside me, as I continued to pump him. I can feel is heavy breathings on my neck, panting like he run a marathon.

“’Wag masyado mahigpit, nasasakal ako.” He began to lift his waist—wanting me to stop. Natawa na lang ako.

I gasp when he thrust harder, like he was taking revenge on me. I gripped it even harder, causing him to growl like wolf. I stopped when I felt my walls tightening. When he noticed I’m near, his pace speed up—making me explode with loads of cum that mixed the milky water of the tub.

“Now for my carrot, you want it hard and rough right?” I nod. He laughed, and kiss my forehead.

“I really wanted to, but I need to be gentle. I don’t want to harm you and the baby.” I smiled at him.

“I love you.” He cupped my cheeks and kissed me. Later on, he held my waist and lift me up. Whimpers and groans filled up the bathroom as his shaft filled me up. I felt so full and holy. He made me a woman.

“I love you too.” He started to move, and my whole universe was focused on the pleasure he’s giving—the pleasure I’m feeling because of him.

I closed my eyes as I bit my lips. The rest is up to you, I'll leave everything to your imaginations.