The truth is, mere looking at Livy she seems so innocent but deep down she is the most conniving and ferocious of the Luthel sisters.
I know that Sophy isn’t the best human being in the world but at least she doesn’t fake it unlike Livy. So even if we had been together first, I would not have fallen for her because she isn’t an honest person.
I walked up to her after putting on my sleeping pants, and hugged her from behind surprising her.
She knew I was out of the bathroom and was getting dressed, so I guess what shocked her was the intimate back hug I just gave her.
She wanted to turn around but I held her in place bringing us very close that my member slightly rubbed against her buttock. I could feel her stiffness at this point and I was proud that I had that kind of effect on her.
I went further as i withdrew one of my hand and used it to tuck a part of her hair that riled on her face behind her ear, then I sent the end of it from one shoulder to the other exposing her delicate neck.
I could feel her softly gasping for air and with every single one of my touches she responded according.
I tugged at the collar of the bathrobe she still had on and brought it half way down one shoulder slightly exposing a small fraction of her shoulder and back.
Her scent already filled me as the soft wind blew the fragrance of her body lotion and hair shampoo right into my nostrils. I was starting to lose control.
This was suppose to be torture for her or a little teasing, but why does it feel like I’m the one being tormented?
I tried to control myself, distract myself somehow, but nothing seemed to be working. Like a robot being controlled with a remote I gently kissed her exposed back that looked very enticing.
One kiss wasn’t going to harm me I tried to convince myself, but I didn’t stop there. From a kiss I migrated to several, caressing and massaging any and every part of her body my hands could find.
When I got up to her neck I found peace as I stayed and nibbled on her sensitive skin, leaving a hickey after another as I proceeded to nibble just behind her earlobe.
With every touch, every kiss and every hickey I left, sent waves of pleasure down my groin, causing my member to harden in excitement to our little exploration.
Markian, you need to…
and I took a little piece of her skin between my teeth and gently bit down on it, not hard enough to leave a mark but enough to get a sweet moan from Livy.
Damn, I love to hear the sounds she makes when I touch her,
no Markian, stop…
I tugged at the rope of her robe and got it untied as i quickly helped her out of it, it was hideous anyway.
Markian, don’t do these…
I moved away slightly to take in her figure in all its glory, damn, was she hot.
She wore a strap chemise v neck lace lingerie that left very little to the imagination, no wonder she had the robe on, and surprisingly I wanted to take that off to.
I pulled her close to my chest so I could carry her bridal style onto the bed and laid her down carefully.
I climbed on top of her, careful enough not to crush her with my weight because she is quite petite.
I almost laughed when I looked up at her and saw her eyes shut tightly, she looked so cute I couldn’t help but kiss her nose.
I pulled the strap of her gown halfway down her shoulder, then did the same to the other shoulder.
Markian, stop!!!…
with my index finger I trace her body from her chin down her neck slowly, then down to her chest, then in between her cleavage and tugged at the piece of fabric below her cleavage.
Damn! her moaning, her soft gasp, the movement of her body to my touches were all inviting, making me want to go wild with pleasure and to drown the voice in my head discouraging me to continue.
I was about to pull down the fabric below her cleavage to expose her breast that looked so enchanting,
Markian, think about Sophia…
what about Sophia? I tried to think as I put my action to a pause but instead brought my lips back to Livy’s neck, leaving sweet kissings and soft bites.
What about Sophy? I tried to remember but nothing came up.
I couldn’t remember anything concerning Sophy, because my mind was occupied.
Think about Sophy…
How?! How do I do that when all I could see was Livy?
She was everywhere, in my head and even on my bed. I was being deceived but I’m willing giving in, why am I giving in?
Damn all consequences, if I’ll perish then…
I pulled down the fabric but just in time as a small soft trembling hands held mine from completing the action.
I looked down in surprise and saw the hands that just put a stop to my damnation, how dare she?
I looked up at her and our eyes locked in a deep gaze. They were watery, why was she about to cry?
I couldn’t handle those eyes so I looked down on her reddish pink lips, these lips, why does it feel like it’s the first time I’m noticing them.
They immediately drew me, begging to kissed. They’ve begging me once before, that evening on our way to the party.
But finally today, I’ll oblige. So I draw closer to devour them, but those same trembling soft hands were now placed on my bare chest stopping my action yet again.
I was getting upset now, why is she stopping me? I don’t want to stop, I never want to stop so I went ahead still, but she applied more force to my chest, hindering me from claiming my victory yet again.
With frowned brows I could only mutter one word, “Why?” I asked.
“Because you don’t like me, neither are you in love with me,” she replied shocking me to the bones.
I was already frustrated and my member was already aroused, so damn whatever tries to stops me tonight.
“Livy we are married, ain’t we?” I questioned, not willing to waste any more time.
“Then if we do these, does it mean I can now have my rightful place in your heart and in your life?” She asked.
There it was, the real Olivia Luthel have finally shown her true self.
Just like her mother, she knows how to pick on people’s weaknesses at the right time, and she sets her trap while waiting patiently for her prey to get caught in it.
I just got saved, so I slithered away from above her and turn to back her as I sat on the edge of the bed.
“Sophia is the only woman that would ever have a place in my life and in my heart. She was your sister, and I was her husband, of all the people I thought you would understand that better!” I replied disappointed.
“Markian, she is dead! If she wasn’t I would not have been here, but I am! I am your wife now, I shouldn’t have to be competing with a ghost! What do I have to do to make you create even a tiniest of space in your heart for me, hmm?” she questioned.
Is she joking? I f$&@ing know that Sophia is dead, which was the main reason why I never wanted anyone else in my life.
But she connived her way through to become Mrs Markian Winfrey and now she dares to ask for more?
How low is she planning to get in order to make me completely hate her?
“How about we get that divorce you asked for?” I replied in anger and complete agitation.
“Markian, I’m…” she tried to speak but I interrupted.
“You asked me what you can do, right? And I just told you, let’s get divorced. That is all you can give to me now that would mean the world to me.”
“I can’t do this anymore… everyday, I present my whole being to you, and everyday you find ways to leave me in pieces, making me a shell of who I am. But I’m done.” She sanctioned crying as she grabbed her robe which I left on the floor and left the room.
I didn’t stop her, clearly she’s upset and so was I, but I must admit that this is the first time she have ever spoken to me with such boldness and bravery.
Of course she was done, there is no way she would have been able to keep up her charade longer than these.
I can’t work with people who are on disguise, but at least now I know exactly in what form my enemy is taking, and I no longer feel like I’m in the dark.