His Exclusive Stripper: You Are Mine, Don

Evelyn’s POV

After the bath, Antonio lifted me from the tub, wrapping me in a plush towel. He dried me off with meticulous care, his hands gentle and loving. “I can’t believe how attentive you’re being,” I said, laughing lightly. “You’re treating me like I’m made of glass.”

He grinned, wrapping the towel more securely around me. “You are my precious glass, Evelyn.”

Once I was dry, he led me to the bedroom, where he had laid out a set of soft, comfortable clothes. He helped me into a pair of loose, cotton pajamas, his hands lingering on my skin as he dressed me. “These will be comfortable for you,” he said, smiling as he slipped the shirt over my head.

I laughed again, shaking my head. “You’re really something, Antonio.”

He simply smiled, his eyes filled with love and pride. “I just want you to be comfortable and happy.”

Antonio then guided me to the bed, helping me lie down. He pulled the covers over me, tucking me in with the same care he’d shown all evening. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. “Is there anything else you need?”

I shook my head, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “No, Antonio. You’ve done more than enough. Thank you.”

He smiled, lying down beside me and wrapping his arms around me. “Anything for you, Evelyn. Always.”

I snuggled into his embrace, feeling a deep sense of contentment. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but think that with Antonio by my side, I was ready to face whatever the future held. His love and care were all I needed to feel truly at peace.

_-_-_-_-

Debbie was the first to run out after our pending last paper , her joy contagious as she screamed, “We did it, we did it!” Her exuberance drew the attention of other students, and soon most of them joined in her celebratory shouts. I felt a rush of excitement and was about to join them when Nurse Trina rushed over to me. Antonio had given her strict instructions not to let me do anything stressful. He wanted the mother of his unborn baby, and his baby, to be free from any danger. He had even asked her to follow me around.

With a sigh and a smile, I accepted my new reality. “The boss loves you a lot,” Nurse Trina finally said, her tone both professional and warm.

“I know,” I replied, my smile widening as I looked at her.

Just then, Jacob arrived, earlier than I had expected. “Why are you so early?” I asked, playfully punching him on the arm.

“The boss wants me to get you home quickly,” he replied with a wink, his tone light but his message clear. Antonio was really obsessed with making sure I took no risks during my pregnancy.

As I turned, I noticed Debbie holding hands with Jacob, the two of them engrossed in a quiet conversation. They made a cute couple, and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. A moment later, Jacob returned to me with Debbie in tow.

“We need to leave now, Evelyn. I still want to spend time with my babe today, now that exams are finally over,” Jacob said, wrapping his arm around Debbie’s waist.

“Alright, love birds, let’s go. Bye, Debbie,” I said, pecking her cheek. As I leaned in, I whispered, “I’m pregnant,” in her ear before running off to the car happily.

From inside the car, I watched Debbie’s face transform from confusion to pure joy. She began jumping up and down, her excitement palpable.

“Babe, why didn’t you tell me my friend was pregnant?” Debbie asked, hitting Jacob playfully on the chest.

“Sorry, babe. She wanted it to be a surprise,” Jacob said, pecking her forehead affectionately. “I have to go now, but I’ll come to your house right after I drop Evelyn at home.”

Nurse Trina was already beside the car, ensuring everything was ready. I climbed in, feeling a mix of exhaustion and happiness. Jacob started the car and we drove off, leaving the jubilant chaos of the school behind.

The drive home was peaceful, the city lights flickering past as we made our way through the evening traffic. Nurse Trina chatted with me about the importance of prenatal care, her voice calm and reassuring. Jacob glanced back occasionally, making sure I was comfortable.

As we pulled up to the house, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of overwhelming gratitude. Antonio’s concern, Jacob’s diligence, and even Debbie’s joy at my news all made me realize how blessed I was. Jacob parked the car and helped me out, his movements careful and deliberate.

“Take it easy, Evelyn,” he said, offering his arm for support as we walked to the door.

Immediately we entered the house, Antonio was already waiting, he didn’t even hear when Nurse Trina greeted him, he just carried me in bridal style to the dining table.

” Come on, babe”I chuckled, swinging my legs in the air.

Jacob and Debbie’s P. O. V.

Jacob rushed to Debbie’s house, his heart pounding with anticipation. As soon as she opened the door, he pushed her inside with a rush, his lips crashing against hers in a hungry kiss. Debbie reciprocated immediately, her arms wrapping around his neck as their tongues danced together passionately.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Jacob looked deep into her eyes. “Debbie, I love you more than anything. I promise to always be here for you, to cherish and protect you,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Tears welled up in Debbie’s eyes, spilling over as she smiled. “I love you too, Jacob,” she replied, her voice trembling with joy.

Their lips met again, this time with no hesitation. Jacob’s hands roamed over her body, exploring with a deep urgency. He lifted her shirt and kissed his way down, eliciting moans of pleasure. His hand slipped between her legs, teasing her before causing her to gasp in surprise and delight.

“Jacob… oh, Jacob,” she moaned senselessly, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

Soon, his mouth replaced his fingers, driving Debbie’s moans louder. Her hands gripped his hair, overwhelmed by the sensations. Jacob’s own desire was evident as he finally stood, their eyes locking intensely.

Without another word, he moved closer, their bodies joining in a rhythm that brought them both to new heights. Their synchronized movements carried them higher and higher, lost in the intensity of the moment.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Jacob… this is… oh my God…” Debbie cried out, her body trembling with the best sex she had ever experienced. She felt a profound connection, knowing it was with someone she truly loved.

“I love you, Debbie,” Jacob groaned, his voice raw with emotion and pleasure.

“I love you, Jacob,” she replied, their eyes meeting as they reached the peak together.

Afterwards, they collapsed into each other’s arms, their bodies still tingling with the aftershocks of their passion. They lay there, wrapped in each other, their breathing slowly returning to normal.

“I love you,” they said in unison, their voices soft but filled with meaning.

Jacob pulled Debbie close, their bodies entwined as they drifted into a contented sleep, knowing they had finally found true love in each other’s arms.

“I want to do something for you, Babe, ” Debbie said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her fingers traced soft patterns across his chest, causing a shiver of delight to course through him.

“What, babe?” Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you’re horny again,” he teased, leaning in to kiss her forehead.

Debbie giggled and playfully smacked his chest. “No, babe. I want to cook for you,” she said, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm.

“Wow, that’s great!” Jacob exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. He loved Debbie’s cooking and the idea of spending time together in the kitchen made him even happier.

“And I want you to cook with me,” she added, pulling him up from the bed.

Jacob grinned and nodded. He got up, grabbing his boxers from the floor and slipping them on. Debbie slid out of bed, wearing just a crop singlet and panties, looking both adorable and sexy. Hand in hand, they made their way to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, Debbie took charge, directing Jacob to grab various ingredients from the pantry and refrigerator. They decided on making a classic Nigerian dish: jollof rice with fried plantains and grilled chicken.

Debbie gathered the ingredients: rice, tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, garlic, ginger, chicken, plantains, and an assortment of spices. She turned to Jacob with a smile. “Okay, let’s get started.”

Jacob set to work washing the rice while Debbie chopped the tomatoes, bell peppers, and onions. The kitchen filled with the sounds of chopping, sizzling, and their light-hearted banter.

Debbie poured some oil into a large pot and added the chopped onions, garlic, and ginger, stirring until they were fragrant and golden. Jacob watched her, mesmerized by her skill and grace in the kitchen.

“Alright, your turn,” Debbie said, handing Jacob the spoon. “Stir this while I blend the tomatoes and peppers.”