DIANA
His brushing became faster and more aggressive, moans left my belly and escaped my mouth.
Fuck! Go inside me Branden!
As if hearing my thoughts he held his hard length and pushed the cap into me
“Ohhhh” I moaned to his sweet thrust. He pushed further and released his full length inside me, a sudden painful sting hit me but the feeling thereafter was sweet.
His pace fastened immediately, brushing and hitting my inside as I simultaneously released moans to every thrust of his. He divulged into me speedily and thrusted faster and faster.
My legs quivered vigorously as the table underneath me threatened to throw me to the ground. My head followed a back and forth movement.
Branden pulled out and slammed his hard wet length on my vibrating clit, three slams of his caused me to shake to the sensation.
He inserted it back inside me and started off with a slower tempo, mildly brushing my insides with his veins. I could feel myself high above the clouds.
My lips parted to release more moans as the sweet sensation consumed my being. This was beyond heaven.
He continued to fuck my inside for more than thirty minutes before he pulled out and splashed his seedlings all over my chest and face.
He groans loudly and adjusted backwards, his rapid breathing settled in for some minutes before his length began to shrink slowly.
“Do you need water? Should I get you something?” he leaned closer.
I swallowed a gulp and exhaled loudly, as a matter of fact I was dehydrated and tired.
I nodded and he rushed out to get some water, anytime I try to search this room he hinders me. I stood with my jelly feet and struggled to go deeper into the room, I need to get a little information before he comes back in.
All I needed was a few more minutes, I pushed my frail being forth and continued my search. I opened up another drawer and sighted few injections and drugs. They were a bit rusty and old but I didn’t mind.
I dug further and brought them out, my eyes scrutinizing every detail on the drug labels. This drugs are lethal drugs, they are poisonous and dangerous drugs.
Why would Branden have harmful drugs in his study cabinet? This was just another mystery that I couldn’t phantom or understand.
Distant footsteps from outside the room caught my attention, I quickly slid the drugs back in and went back to where he left me.
Now there is something definitely fishy about Branden, why does he have so much secrets?
For some reason I’m starting to believe that man who almost kidnapped me, what does he know that I don’t? Was he somehow connected to Braden before?
I was at the middle of confusion, nothing seems to make sense. Initially I saw my parents pictures in his study, now I’m seeing poisonous drugs.
I’ll have to speak to someone about all this, I need answers. But who do I talk to?
Sylvester… my subconscious suggested.
Hell no, who knows what Sylvester would do to me this time. It’s way too risky, I’ll fish out the kidnappers number and give him a call.
“Babe” Branden walked back to the study with water and a towel over his waist. I masked my worried look with a smile and took the glass from him.
“You look tired, how about we rest for a while and then go to the cinema” He said.
“Uhmmm no, I want to see my sister and stay with her for while” I replied. I just had lie to unveil what I needed to unveil.
Braden stared at me for a while, it was like he was prodding into my thoughts.
“Ok fine, let’s go rest” he pulled me out of the study into his room. I was physically present but mentally absent. I just needed to leave so I could go get more information.
*******
By noon Branden was out with a friend of his, that was my time to leave the house and find more information about him. Unfortunately the kidnapper’s number no longer existed, I had only one option.
Sylvester.
Yes I hated him with everything in me but he is my only hope at the very moment, there must be something about Braden’s past or probably present that I’m not aware of.
On the hand I’ll need some sort of protection in case Sylvester tries to pull up another stunt of his. I picked up a small pocket knife and hid it inside my bag.
I have no intentions of killing Sylvester but I’d stab his hands or something if he lays his hands on me.
He has done enough damage, I won’t let him do it again. I walked out of the mansion and sauntered towards my car.
“Ma’am Mr Branden said he must be informed if you are going…”
“Just shut up and do your job, I’ll have you fired if you delve into my business” I spat at a bodyguard of mine before getting into my car.
This guards of his will ruin everything if they find out where I’m going to. I ignited the engine took off, I hope I won’t regret going to Sylvester’s house.
If he tries to harm me, no one will protect me.
After thirty minutes on the road I finally arrived at Sylvester’s house. Ofcourse it wasn’t as massive as Branden’s mansion but It was quite big.
The minute I parked in, Sylvester walked out of his front door with a rob covering him up. What’s his reason for coming out? Did he know I was coming to visit him.
I stepped down to see Sylvester’s face glittering with smiles, very awkward smiles. Why was he smiling so much?
“Diana, what a pleasant surprise. I never thought I’d see you again” he attempted to embrace me but I rejected.
“Spare me the fake smiles, I’m not here for a reunion” I said plainly.
He chuckled and folded his hands against his chest. “Still cocky aren’t you?”
“I’m here for something very important, I need your help” I murmured. It was disturbing to request help from a man who tried to rape me.
“The almighty Diana needs my help” he chuckled again. Ofcourse he was going to mock me, what else was I expecting?
“Are you going to help me or not?” I scowled at him.
“Come in” he obliged whilst opening up his front door for me. I walked into his bright beautiful house, I’ve never actually been here before but he has once directed to his house.
For a dark minded person like Sylvester, he sure has a bright home.
He left me and walked into his kitchen, after few minutes he came out with a teapot and cup in a tray.
“Want some coffee?” He poured the coffee into the small teacup and flashed me a maniac smile.
“No I’m fine” I replied coldly.
“Suit yourself. So tell me… What do I owe this visit of yours?” He plodded towards me and sat at my right side.
This man was just too mysterious, one can never tell what he was thinking or feeling. The aura around him wasn’t welcoming irrespective of the fact that he was calm and polite. All I could see behind his friendliness was a dark wicked empty soul.
With that maniac smile of his, I’m beginning to feel very unsafe.