His mended heart

Chapter Five: Two brothers

As they packed up the jewels into boxes, they headed back the stairs and joined the party. Rosina and Tatiana entered the party with their heads held high looking for their men.
Rosina spotted John dancing with her cousins.

She watched John fall onto the ground making Rosina laugh, they eventually got up after untangling from each other. John slowly rose and spotted Rose, he smiled and slowly both walked over to each other.

" Do you want to finish off what we started or... " She questioned whilst smiling

He didn't even answer he smashed his lips with hers. The kiss was rough and desperate not like their first kiss when it was slow and passionate, this was needy.

His hands interlocked with her hair. She jumped on his legs and interlocked them around his waist. His hands gently moved down from her hair to her ass, squeezing it with a rough hand.

All the bedrooms were locked. Her sister had gone with Thomas in Rosina's room. Payback for using her sisters' room earlier. The only room available was a bathroom.

She urged him into the room still wrapped around his legs.

She got off his legs just so John could lock the door, he moved back to her and started kissing her neck making Rosina gasp with pleasure.

Rosina pushes him towards the toilet and straddles on his lap. She starts to undo the buttons on his undershirt and undid the fliers on his trousers, yanking them off. She reaches with her hand and squeezes his length.

John needed what he pleased the most, he pulled one of her straps down on her dress and enticed her by running his finger down on her shoulder, he slowly starts to undo the buttons on her dress, exposing her boobs freely to him.

He looks down and inserts his hard throbbing length into her, making Rosina squirm.
They keep up with each other's rhythms and start going at a pace.

" Oh yes, lover boy harder " Rosina requested
He growls and starts going harder for her request, she grips onto the sink steadying herself. Within a couple of minutes, they both had come. Slowly they started to stop thrusting leaving them in a dripping mess.

"What do you think of that performance? , coming from a duchess '' She asked whilst pulling her dress back up

He didn't answer and just pulled his trousers back on.

" Oi what's wrong lover boy, did I do a bad job " she laughed

A single tear fell from John's eye and landed on Rosina's dress. Immediately Rosina stopped laughing.

John held his sniffles in and continued putting his clothes back on without a word.

" Hey, what's wrong?" she said whilst stroking the back of his hair in a comforting manner

The truth was John was carrying heavy guilt on his shoulders for his heavily, pregnant wife watching their kids and waiting for her husband.

Esme treated John with the uttermost respect, she was a devoted mother and worshipped her husband. She was trapped in a marriage that she did not ask for and did not want and had kids to prove it and one on the way.

He promised her a life of travel and freedom, a couple of days ago, but now he was being worshipped by whores and stunk of alcohol and cigarettes. Esme did not deserve that.

Rosina slowly made her way over to John and held him allowing his sobs to come through. He whimpered and clung to her waist. She stroked the back of his hair.