Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 29

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RACHEL’S pov.

“Mmm” I moaned softly as Duncan pulled his fingers out of my pûssy.

We’re still in the car, we’re in a heavy traffic and Duncan’s taking advantage of it; we’re lucky the car’s windows are tainted.

Wait, don’t tell me Duncan had all his cars’s windows tainted especially for this reason.

“Let’s have a quickie” he said against my lips, his hot breath tickling my skin.

I closed my eyes as he moved his lips from mine and trailed along my jawlines to my neck and down to my chest.

“But we’re still in the car” I reminded him.

He looked out the window.

“We won’t be getting outta this traffic any time soon, let’s do something crazy while we’re waiting” he said.

“Duncan, we’re… ”

“Just two minutes” he said with desperation dripping off his words.

I sighed and nodded slowly, after all, I’ve been watching movies and seeing couples doing it in their cars, I wanna know what it feels like.

He hurriedly unbuckled his belt and dragged down his pants, making his already erected dîck spring out. He carried me on his laps and raised my dress, he’s already took off my panty earlier and therefore, he had an easy access.

Duncan spit on his diçkhead, rubbed it for a very brief moment and slowly entered me, which made me throw my head back as I closed my eyes and bite my lower lip to muffle any sounds that would come out.

He continued thrusting faster and deeper inside me, as if he’s sèx-starved or something. He cupped my breasts as he thrusted in, he groaned and I moaned quietly with each thrusts.

He moved his hands down to my waist and made me bounce on him, I bounced as fast as I could and soon, I felt him fattening inside me and my walls were tightening too -he’s right about it been a quickie.

“Fûck, yeah!” Duncan moaned as he slapped my @ss cheek.

He held my waist tightly, crashed his lips on mine and continued thrusting faster and deeper in me as my walls also continued tightening against his dîck.

I could feel he’s gonna cum soon.

I suddenly started feeling nauseous as I felt a lump rushing up my throat, and urging me to vomit. I tried my best to push it down and continued kissing Duncan.

My hands pulled his hair very hard as he slammed his shaft in me a few more times, slowly but very deeply and I felt his warm sperm pouring in me.

I rested my forehead against his and arched my back as I came undone too, I lost composure for a split second and let out the lump I’ve been suppressing, and puked all over Duncan just as he’s cumming in me; I puked mostly on his face and chest.

He didn’t push me off instantly, he waited until every drop of his sperm was dropped in me, before he gently made me sit on my previous seat.

My cheeks flamed up in embarrassment as I turned away from him and searched my bag for a handkerchief, then helped him wipe his face.

“I’m.. I’m sorry, I…” I trailed off as I couldn’t come up with a tangible excuse.

His face contorted in disgust as he snatched the handkerchief from me and started wiping his face by himself, my embarrassment increased at his action and I shrunk back in my seat.

“Is my heartbeat alright?” he asked.

“Ye-yeah” I stuttered as I pulled down my dress and started fixing my hair.

He stopped for a moment and stared at me.

“Then why did puke on me instead of cumming with me?” he asked. “Are you sick?” he added.

“I.. I don’t know” I answered.

I mean, I don’t understand why I suddenly felt nauseous and puked, I’m not sick neither am I feeling sick too.
I’m perfectly fine, then why did I suddenly puke?

Duncan narrowed his eyes at me.

“Or you wanted to teach me a lesson for making love to you in the car?”

“Like seriously?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

He shrugged and laughed.

“I’ll have the gang doctor test you tomo…. ”

“No, no, no!” I rejected his offer quickly.

He tilted his head as he gave me a suspicious look.

“Why no?” he asked.

I cleared my throat as I thought of a perfect excuse.

“I think I puked because I’ll be having my period in a few days time” I lied smoothly.

His brows furrowed deeply, his eyes flicked to my stomach and stayed there for a few seconds.

“You’ll be having your period?” I nodded. “My heartbeat, don’t tell me I’ve been working very hard recently for nothing”

“Uh… ”

I don’t want his gang doctor to run test for me not because I’ll be having my period, but because I’m scared I might have an incurable disease. Like, who vomits during sèx?

“Honestly, I’m expecting you’d be pregnant by now… ”

Pregnant? Come on, I’m a woman and I’ll surely know when I’m pregnant.

“.. and you’re here, telling me you’ll be having your period in a few days time?” he paused and narrowed his eyes even more. “Have you been secretly taking those stupid pills?” anger was dripping off his words.

“Pills?” I rolled my eyeballs. “I didn’t take any pills”

“You were supposed to have your period 9th of last month, which you didn’t… ”

OMG, he remembers.

“…and today’s 18th of another month, which you still didn’t have your period on the 9th of this month… ”

He’s right, I haven’t had my period since last month, am I really pregnant?.

“.. how come you’re suddenly having your period in a few days time, if you didn’t take those pills?”

It can’t be pregnancy because my period had skipped a month two years ago, but I didn’t get pregnant then, maybe it’s the same thing happening now.

“Answer me!” he growled lowly.

“Wait, I’m not pregnant, but it doesn’t mean I’m secretly taking pills”

“Then why would you be having your period?”

“Hold on a sec, isn’t it normal for women to have their periods every moment?”

He stared at me speechlessly for a moment, the scoffed and looked away from me.

“I’m disappointed in you” he said.

“Don’t tell me you’re fighting with me over nothing”

His head snapped towards me immediately I said that.

“You call this nothing” he let out a dry laugh. “She calls it nothing” he said.

I sighed and reached for his hand, but he snatched it from me and shifted away from me, creating a large space between us.

“Don’t touch me, I’m mad at you” he said.

“Duncan, let’s… ”

“Don’t talk to me” he snapped at me.

Wow, this is our first fight after six years, and I didn’t expect it’d be over a silly excuse nor did I think he’d take it seriously.

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Few Days Later, Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

It’s been five days since Duncan and I fought in the car, and he’s been giving me the cold shoulder since then.

Alhough he’s been eating with me, sleeping on the same bed with me and even sometimes doing my laundry for me, but he hasn’t touched me; not even a kiss on my cheek.

Don’t you think he’s overreacting?

Well, we’re finally back home (our home in LA), and I’m sure he wouldn’t stay mad at me for so long.

“Lucas?” he called as Lucas slowed down and waited outside our gate for it to open.

“Yes, Mr Baldwin” Lucas answered, looking at Duncan through the rearview mirror.

“We’ll be traveling to California after sending Mrs Baldwin home” he told him.

Yeah, mrs Baldwin, that’s how he’s been addressing me since we had that argument.

But wait, California? Is he so mad at me that he’s running away from home, just to avoid seeing me?

“Yes, sir” then Lucas concentrated on driving and drove into the compound.

I faced Duncan only to find him typing furiously on his phone, I coughed lightly to get his attention but he only glanced my way, and quickly turned back to his phone.

“We just got back, why are you going to California? Are you so mad at me that you don’t wanna see me anymore?” I asked.

“That’s not the case, I’m going there for business” he answered curtly.

“Business?” he hummed. “What kind of business? Isn’t your… ” the banging on the window cut me off.

I turned and saw Mrs Jackson knocking on the window with a broad smile, my heart flustered and I quickly pushed the door open and jumped out.

“Mrs Jackson!” I exclaimed enthusiastically and pulled her into a hug.

“Ooh, Rachel, dear!” she called my name equally enthusiastically.

TO Be Continued