Lucien
He could not control himself for long. The sight of this woman before him, her brown eyes looking up at him soulfully, with love and trust made him feel angry with himself. Did he deserve her?’
She took him in her mouth, gently, lovingly. But he did not want to do gentle now. He wanted to hurt her, to use her,
Jerking her to her feet, he pushed her to the bed and flipped her onto her stomach.
Then, before she could take a breath, he had slammed into her, revelling in the gasp. She was wet, so gloriously wet, pink and glistening, and he covered her with his body as he rode her, bending over her. He could smell her arousal and hear her panting and gasping, and it made him harder as he slammed into her tight channel.
“This is the only c*ck you will ever get, baby.’ He growled with each powerful thrust, getting more aroused as she whimpered in shock, pain and pleasure mingling in her.
He lowered his mouth to her ear and said in a hoarse tone even as he rode her mercilessly,
“And the only co*k you will ever taste.’
She whimpered as he pounded into her fiercely. Her sex clenched around him, squeezing, and she was panting.
“Say it, ‘ he sank his teeth into her neck, twisting a nipple savagely.
When she sobbed out, he ordered, ‘Say it, woman.’
‘I…’
‘No,’ he said, still in control, holding himself in check although his balls ached with the effort of holding back,
“Say it..’
He was riding her ruthlessly, his shirt undone while she lay, quivering beneath him, her soft curves exposed.
She sobbed,
“This is…’
And again, as she was close to coming,
” This is…’ she was moaning,’ Please…’
And then she was crying out, as she came and he felt her body shudder as she gave in to the orgasm, the power of her coming making her sob out loudly.
He roared and shot his seed into her womb again, gripping her as he exploded, as the whiteness seemed to spread behind his eyelids, making him feel ecstatic, as only she could take him to these heights…
***
Proserpina
Later, after kissing me, he rose to his feet, a look of satisfaction on his face.
He picked me up in his arms gently and carried me to the bathroom. Setting me down, he filled the tub with warm water as I leant against him, unable to stand. My legs were shaking, my entire being was tingling. Lowering me to the tub, he slipped in behind me and propped me up against his body. His rough hands explored my body again and I shuddered as I felt myself getting aroused again.
‘: take it easy, woman,’ he growled as he slipped his fingers into my core and began to move his hand rhythmically. I felt myself nearing orgasm as he strummed me. He was gentle, careful, and brought me to the edge. I cried out, sobbing his name as I felt myself explode, my body sagging against his. He kissed my nape, pushing my wet hair away. We lay there for a long while,
Finally, I asked,
“Why, Lucien, why were you avoiding me?’
After a long pause, while he rubbed soap on my back, he said,
“There are some things I need to tell you, my little one.’
I cried out as he slipped a hand between my thighs once more, distracting me.
“Not now,’ he said gruffly as I turned and straddled him in the bath, dimpling at him.
“Later’ he groaned and his mouth descended on mine as we sated our never ceasing hunger for each other once again.
The sense of happiness, of my world being secure lasted only for a while. I was not to know how cruelly my happiness was about to be shattered in a short while…
***
Later, after we had had our meal, I returned to the bedroom. I had a couple of mails to send, a few calls to make. I had also made the decision to resume my studies and was feeling quite happy with the way my life was going on.
Lucien had smiled indulgently when I had told him about the degree I was planning to pursue. It had been Brian who had encouraged me to do it. Though of course, I did not tell my husband THAT!
Some things are well left unsaid!
When I gently prodded him and asked him to tell me why he had been giving me the cold shoulder, the expression on his face altered.
He sighed and opened his mouth to speak.
And Beston entered the room.
An unspoken message passed between the two and Lucien rose from the table, tossing his napkin down.
“Give me a minute, woman.’ He growled and strode out, with Beston at his heels.
I stared after him in bewilderment and a little annoyance.
I felt a pair of eyes on me and looked around to see Sophie had entered the room- when had she slunk in? I wondered.
“Help yourself, Sophie.’ I smiled.
She smiled tightly and said something about checking her phone before leaving the room in a rush.
Frowning, I watched her go. Little Paddy was giggling as baby Claude lobbed balls of cereal at him.
He was so different from his sour aunt, I thought with a sigh.
Ria and Piers were happily devouring their Mac ‘n Cheese.
If only Sophie could be a little more cheerful, I thought wistfully.
‘Now don’t you be fretting about her!’ snapped Beatrice sharply as she handed me a cup of tea, brewed just the way I liked it. I had overcome my morning sickness and was feeling on top of the world at the moment.
I dimpled at her happily.
Beatrice looked at the door where Sophie had rushed out through and said darkly,
‘She seems to be spending a whole lot of time on the phone these days. Wonder who she could be …?’
I smiled, I was too happy to be bothered. If Sophie had a secret lover, it was okay with me. Ria and Piers were having their birthday in a few days’ time and I was planning a small party for them.
And it was soon going to be the anniversary of my first meeting with my husband.
I had met him and spent a torrid night with him, something I had never thought I would do. And after that, I had been in the thrall of him, I had fallen in love with him that night…
I sighed happily.
Life could not get better!
***
I set up my laptop and began my work. Soon I was fully immersed in it.
The details for my course had been forwarded by the university; the syllabi and the course structure, among other things. I read it raptly, biting my lip. I was rearing to go!
Suddenly, my phone pinged. Absently, my eyes on the course material I was reading, I opened the video message and barely glanced at it.
And my mouth fell open in shock.
Neither of them would send me something so disgusting!
Possibly something sent by Danielle or Jeannie, I thought at first and then did a double take.
A man lay on the bed, a woman was on top of him, giving him head.
Both of them were stark naked.
I recoiled in disgust.
Who had sent me a porn clipping? Was it a sick joke? Or a mistake?
And even as I was about to check who had sent the clipping and why the camera zoomed in on the man on the bed. He had his eyes closed, he was moaning, out a name repeatedly. He was holding her head close to his shaft and making her suck him hard.
‘Dana, Dana.’
I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, a cold vice tightening around my chest.
The face was now clear.
The man on the bed who was getting his c*ck sucked by Catalina so enthusiastically was none other than my husband, the man who had taken me so fiercely, dominating me, in bed just a while ago.
Lucien Delano.