Sydney Mdlalose's Ever After

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I continue to smile at the teenage girl who's now sitting across from me. "Yeah, you could say that." "Where'd he go by the way?" As if right on queue, Siya enters the room with a tray and a plate with food accompanied by a glass of apple juice.

"Oh, I see you've met Sydney already." He says to Nandi. "I actually came down to say goodnight." She stands up and hugs her father. She looks at me. "Goodnight Sydney." "Goodnight Nandi."

Nandi heads back upstairs. I dig into my food and eat slowly. "So, what happened?" I sigh and place the tray down on the nearest table. I turn to Siya and look at my fingers.

I explain to him what had happened excluding the part that Keith and Andre got into a fight causing Andre to fall. Yes, I did twist the story.

But Siya and I aren't that close that I'd burp everything out to him. He is letting me into his home but I don't know what kind of a person he really is. He doesn't know what kind of a person I really am either.

At the end of the story, we both fall quiet and remain silent. I don't look up at Siya afraid of his expression, or what I might assume he's thinking. "I-I'm sorry." He says.

I sigh and cry into my hands. Siya shifts closer towards me and hugs me. I cry into his shoulder. "Hey, its not your fault." He says. That only makes me cry more. It is. And even if he comes out of it alright, I won't be able to forgive myself.

Siya lifts my head from his shoulder and looks at me. "Sydney. Don't beat yourself up." I sniff and look at him. "It's hard not to."

Siya shakes his head. "That's just something you're telling yourself." If only you knew. I think.

I sniff again as Siya wipes my tears. His eyes don't leave my face as he brushes my hair back. I look into his eyes. He meets mine. He smiles. I swallow.

I know I can see him leaning in but my mind doesn't want to believe it. Yet, a part of me wants him to go for it. My desperation to have a change of thought slowly gets the better of me.

He closes his eyes as his lips brush against mine. "Siya." I call. He shushes me as he presses his lips against mine, his tongue looking to find entrance.

I pull away and stand up. Siya frowns. "What's wrong?" I shake my head. "What do you mean what's wrong? I'm married." He sighs. "I know." He stands up and walks towards me, brushing his fingers against my arm.

I watch them as they glide against my skin. "I've seen the way you look at me Sydney. I've been where you are. Different people, different circumstance but same position. I can help you clear your mind. Only if you let me though." Siya steps closer, his face nearing mine.

I look at him as my breathing picks up. "This isn't right." Siya pushes the straps of my shirt and bra down. "Nothing's ever right, Syndey."

He kisses my bare shoulder. "What about Nandi?" He pauses. "She won't hear a thing. Thick walls."

Siya cups my cheek before kissing me again. My stomach almost turns as I kiss him back but I can't deny that I want this. I slowly cup both his cheeks.

Siya removes his hand and uses both to lift me up. He walks us up the stairs and into a room. His room. He almost throws me onto his bed. I lean on my elbows and watch him as he removes his shirt.

He climbs onto the bed and hovers over me, teasing me with kisses. He unclasps my bra with one hand under my shirt. I lift my hands to touch him only to have them pinned above me.

I look into his eyes. I notice how different he is. He's not the Siya who was at my wedding or the man who teaches me from time to time.

He pulls the bra from under my shirt, keeping it wrapped around my wrists. Shortly after, he pulls my pants down, kissing each thigh. I sigh out of pleasure.

Siya smirks as he lifts my shirt up and uses it, along with the bra to tie my hands together. I look up as he does it. I can't help but wonder what's going on in his head.

He kisses me before lowering. He spreads my legs and disappears. I lift my head to look at him as he sits on his knees between them.

I use one of my feet to feel against his chest. He grabs it and lowers himself to kiss me. I moan against his lips.

Before I know it, my panties are off followed by his pants. I bring down my tied up hands and wrap my arms around his neck.

The adrenaline rushing through me is almost phenomenal. Siya runs his hand down my side before making entrance.

I groan softly before it turns into endless moaning. Siya removes my arms and pins them back up.

I almost scream as I secondly reach an orgasm. Siya stops and let's me breathe. He pulls me by my chin ensuring that we make eye contact. I smirk.

He kisses me and starts from zero. Hours later, we're both sweating and panting. I cuddle into his side and shut my eyes out of guilt.

I know that this one pleasuring moment will come back and bite me in the ass. I haven't been loyal to Andre from the day I got married and even when he's in a hospital bed...I'm still with another man.

"Stop thinking." Siya whispers. I look up at him and his eyes are closed. I fall back into my comfortable position and fall asleep.