By seven thirty in the morning, Sia already woke up to the light biting of the sun on her skin that barrels into the room through the floor-length windows.
She rolled onto her side, watching the man beside her as a grin spread across her cheeks. Her heart is awash with joy remembering that their first sex after the reunion happened in the pool.
She scribbled the experience at the back of her mind so she’ll always remember it easily. Sia watched the slow rise and fall of Lucas’s chest, tingles rises on her skin when she glimpsed his morning hard-on poking out from his boxer shorts.
Sia scooched her fingers close to his chest, picking on Lucas’s hair in a way that chills cocooned his skin in a heartbeat.
He jerked his body but refused to bash his eyes open so he could savor the sweet tickling Sia gives him.
“I know you’re awake,” Sia murmured but Lucas didn’t speak, only the skin at the corner of his eyes shriveled, showing Sia that he loves what she’s doing.
“You don’t want to talk huh…” She pouted her lips, yet she got no response from him.
Flipping the comforter aside, Sia got off it and pulled off the silky peignoir Lucas managed to put on her when he carried her to the room last night.
Baring her skin, Sia clambered on the bed and straddle her thick thighs across Lucas’s face, her pussy settled on his mouth. Sia looked at him from over her shoulders and saw how Lucas moaned with a giggle that bubbled in his chest.
Fuck!
She knows how badly her musky scent sparks a fire in him and she so loves it. You rarely come by a man that loves to guzzle the musky scent of his woman.
If there are twenty percent of men like that, Lucas is definitely the first among that twenty percent.
Sia wiggled her ass cheeks in front of him, making Lucas gush a series of expletives.
“Fuck, Sia. You want to send me to an early grave…. shit.” He stated, his cock springing up from his boxer shorts.
Sia’s giggle made him swat her ass and she fucking loves it. She clamped on the band of his boxer shorts and pulled out Lucas’s fine, hard cock.
The precum gushing from its tip already prickles Sia’s pussy, making her waters drip out of her hole, dropping down on Lucas’s lips.
Immediately, he stuck out his tongue and swiped it across his lips, drinking in the sweet juice of his woman. Sia pegged her stare at the fine, leaking precum, her mouth watered at the sight. Peering down at the silky hairs on his groin, she swung her fingers across it, sending sensational chills down Lucas’s spine.
On a whim, he smashed his lips on her pussy, making a powerful groan vibrate from Sia’s mouth from the unexpectedness of his actions.
She tilted her head, his cock in her hand as she relishes the smooth moves of his lips across her wet pussy.
“So, fucking love how wet you’re for me…” He said amid slurping on her pussy. He coaxed her clit with the seam of his lips, making Sia twitch.
She dipped her pussy and squished her clit on his nose, sidling on it as pleasurable chills splay through her blood.
“Fuck!” she cursed as she sidles on his nose, down to his cheeks. Lucas loves it so fucking much, he snake his hands up to her breast and cupped it, molding it with his palms. Her nipples smashes across the callused palm of his hands, the contact made Sia’s breath catches.
She loves it.
Sliding her wet cunt down to his lips, he stuck out his tongue and dug it inside her, warm, wet hole. A moan left Sia’s lips.
She swiped her fingers across the tip of Lucas’s cock, dipping it into her mouth and sucking it clean. Fisting his cock, she bounces on Lucas’s face before taking him into her mouth again.
Lucas cussed under his breath as she took him in. His precum got confounded with Sia’s saliva. She bobbed her head, sucking his brains off while twerking on Lucas’s face.
Fucking best position for her.
Lucas rotated his tongue inside her wall, her ass cheeks sat firmly on his face. He stuck his tongue out, and slide it from her wet, pussy hole down to her anus.
“Shit!” Sia exclaimed, gargling Lucas’s cock at the base of her throat.
“You so fucking like it, Sia.” He teased, circling his finger on her clit.
Sia’s hair matted to her face as sweat dripped from her skin. She molded his balls with her sylphlike hands, paring his cock from her mouth, she gathered his balls in her hand and suckled it, his hair made an entrée into her mouth as well.
Sia’s eyes bulged when Lucas dived his tongue into her anus. She straightened, dipping her ass on his face to make his tongue move more deeper into her anus.
She drive her finger backward to her pussy, circling it as Lucas’s tongue played in her anus. He pushed her forward and drive his tongue back to her pussy and he increased his sucking speed, making Sia arrive at her crescendo.
Her body jerked rapidly as her cum dripped from her hole down to his face. Sticking out his tongue, he wiped the cum on his lips as well as the remnants on Sia’s pussy.
Lucas gently pulled her back on the bed as he reached his climax. He straddled Sia’s breast and fisted his cock while she watches him.
“I love how you do that…” Sia muttered, watching Lucas’s muscle flex as he fisted his cock, his balls jerking in the process.
He cussed loudly as the cum spurted from his tip down to Sia’s breast.
He inched his hands close and smeared it across her boobs, massaging her boobs with care while his cum served as the jelly.
Sia swung her eyes shut as Lucas carried out his expertise. It’s been long she felt this. So fucking long.
Lucas leaned into her ear and whispered, “What would you like for breakfast, baby?”
Sia’s hooded eyes cracked open and meshed with Lucas’s. She hummed, “Souffle and a salad.”
Lucas peeled off her and adjusted his boxer shorts. “Consider it done.” He said with a wink. “Now, baby. You should bathe and await your breakfast or do you want me to bathe you?” He asked with a grin.
“No worries. I’ll manage.” Sia responded and propelled to her feet instantly.
They both drove their attention to their routine.
By nine a. m., Silas shuffled into the villa, seeing the gate slightly ajar. Surprise lighted his face ’cause this is the first time he has ever seen the gate ajar.
He took in the eerily silent house as he barrels into it. Of course, he has come to see his lover and tease her.
As Silas moved into the house, he smelled something lingering in the air. He couldn’t lay a finger on it. Unfortunately, his eyes fly by the poolside and he saw clothes scattered on the floor.
Waddling closer, he peered down at the clothes. A negligee and a boxer shorts. He picked up the negligee and smelled the scent which he knows to be Sia’s scent.
He picked up the boxer shorts and perceived a bergamot scent from it. Anger winds its way into his blood when he fixed the pieces of a puzzle together.
“Shit! She’s with a fucking man.” He said under his breath, gnashing his teeth in sheer jealousy.
He tightened his fist on the boxer shorts and bee-lined to Sia’s room.
However, at that moment Sia finished bathing and crawled out of the bathroom. She was standing in front of the dresser, naked while admiring the hickey on her neck and the scratches of Lucas’s finger on her asscheeks.
The door banged open and hoping its Lucas, Sia whirled around to face Lucas with smiles spread across her face.
The instant she got an eyeful of the man standing a few feet away from her, her smile froze.
Blood rushes to Sia’s veins as she saw the blazing anger on Silas’s face as well as the boxer shorts he raised up in the air.
Breaking into a slow stride, he asked with a deep, dark voice. “Who fucked you?”
Sia has seen this anger in him before. This is the type of anger that clothed him when she exposed him to Monson.
The same anger she wanted to escape from but injured herself in the process. Sia shouldn’t be scared but she is.
Her hands are faltering, she twitched her trembling lips to speak but lost all her power of speech.
She backpedaled while Silas strode toward her with blazing eyes.
Dropping his eyes down, he scanned her body. Marks, and redness on her skin. A telltale sign that someone fucked her.
Bringing his eyes back up at hers, he yelled. “Who fucked you!?”
Sia shuddered at his high inflection. Her back hit the wall and she has nowhere to escape to.
Fuck!
The room is soundproof and Lucas can’t hear her even if she screams.
“Silas, you’ve no…”
“I’ve every damn right!” He screamed. “You’re mine, Sia.”
In a fit of rage, he dived his hands on Sia’s neck, confiscating her breath. A pang of pain stretches through Sia as she tried to free herself.