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We both remain silent for a moment, Kyle has his hand on my hair, gently smoothing it with his palm.
“Thank you,” I say, breaking the silence.
“What for?”
“Standing up for me, the way you did.”
“You’re my wife, it’s my duty to protect you.”
I try to remind myself that he doesn’t really mean it, so I don’t all his words to get into my head.
Kyle wraps his arms around me and gives me a kiss on my forehead. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
I nod, still not letting go. I just want to remain in his arms for a little longer.
“Are you sure you still want to go out?” Kyle asks.
I want to say no, and ask Kyle that we should stay back. But I know he loves art and has been looking forward to going to going for this art exhibition.
I raise my head from his chest staring at him wide-eyed, with a broad smile on my face. “Yeah, sure. Just give me a minute to go brush my hair and we will leave.”
A wide grin appears on his handsome face as he kisses my cheek before letting me go.
When I come back, Kyle is still standing at the bottom of the stairs, he’s now leaning lazily against the railing, a lazy grin on his face as he takes me in.
“You look beautiful in this dress.”
“Thank you.” I lean in for a kiss when I get to where he’s standing. “You clean up good yourself,” I murmur against his lips, stealing another kiss.
“I’m afraid, if we don’t leave now, we might not be able to attend the art exhibition,” Kyle murmurs against my lips making me smile because I feel his growing erection pressing against my abdomen.
“Let’s leave then.” I pull away wiping away the lipstick stain on his lips.
“One more.” He pulls me back stealing another kiss, and then another.
“Kyle, we are going to be late.”
“One more, for the road,” he says kissing me again and when he tries to kiss me again, I push him away and he starts laughing.
He takes my hand and we both walk out of the house, when we get to the car, Kyle stretches out his hand to his driver. “Keys, wewill be driving ourselves today. You have the rest of the weekend off.”
“You hate driving yourself,” I say to Kyle as we both slip into his Mercedes. He slips on his sun shade before turning to look at me. “That was before I had a beautiful lady keeping me company.”
I feel my cheeks redden with blush. “You sure do have a way with words,” I say shaking my head.
“Think so?” He reaches across the car console and place his hand on my thigh, slightly hitching my dress up. The weather is a little chilly, and even the air condition in the car is on, but the car suddenly becomes hot as Kyle now has his hand between my thighs gently caressing my inner thighs while he controls the steering wheel with his other hand.
He isn’t doing anything other than just caress my thighs but the act alone makes me want to burst with hotness. And the fact that Kyle acts like he’s unaffected by what he’s doing, makes it even hotter.
As we arrive at the art gallery, I sit in the car for a few minutes to compose myself, my cheeks flushed with lust. I take a few deep breaths to calm my nerves before finally stepping out of the car.
As we enter, we're greeted by the soft, warm lighting that bathes the interior in a gentle, golden glow. The walls are adorned with a rich, earthy tone, serving as the canvas upon which the artworks come to life. The atmosphere is a harmonious blend of hushed conversations.
A diverse group of visitors fills the gallery, People of all ages, backgrounds, and styles mill about. Some are dressed in chic, tailored suits and elegant dresses, Others wear casual attire, comfortable and relaxed.
The art exhibition itself is a mesmerizing collection of diverse styles and mediums. Paintings adorn the walls, theircolors and textures a vivid reflection of the artists' passions and inspirations. Sculptures stand proudly on pedestals, their graceful contours capturing the eye and igniting the imagination.
“What do you think of that one?” Kyle asks pointing at a particular captivating piece.
