QUEEN OF DIAMONDS

CHAPTER 57

Andile

"MaMoloi?" I asked as I walked in. "Kitchen!" she shouts back. I slowly make my way there and freeze at the sight in front of me. She's stirring something by the stove and turns around as I walk in. "Taste," she said offering me a spoon. "Huh?" I asked. "Taste!" she said shoving the spoon in my face. I opened my mouth and she thrust the spoon into my mouth. "Good?" she asked expectedly. I took the spoon out of my mouth and nodded. "Amazing," I said and she smiled. "Good. It's almost ready. Have a seat," she said before turning away. I sat down dazed and stared at her as she moved around the kitchen. When she was done, she put a plate in front of me and sat down with her own. When she noticed I wasn't eating she looked up. "Are you on a diet?" she asked and I shook my head. We ate in silence and I took our plates when we were done. I was putting water in the sink when I felt her hands wrap around me. "Can we please talk?" she asked. I closed the tap and unwound her arms around me before turning around. "Yes," I said and she grabbed my hand before leading me in to the living room.
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Keabetswe

"I want to talk about that day, Andile," I said and his glare intensified. "No," he said defiantly.
"Andile."
"Keabetswe."
"Dr Remolds said it would be good for me."
"Kanti what am I paying him for if you're going to speak about it to me?"
"Andile, please you're not listening. I want to know why and who."
"And I'm saying no."
"Andile, please."
"Do you remember Fernandez?"
"Yes. The one you killed when you were... away?"
"Yes. Him."
"You're not telling me he took a page out of your book and came back to life."
"Don't try to be funny. One of his men's son tried to get you killed. His right hand man to be exact."
"So I lost my brother and my son because of some stupid shit you pulled?"
"Keabetswe-"
"No, I'm not done. I asked you Andile if all your past bullshit would come back to hurt me and you looked me in the eye and said no. And now, my child died. My brother died. My soul died. Because of something I know nothing about."
"Keabetswe, I'm sorry."
"Are they still alive?"
"Ask no questions -"
"Don't give me that bullshit."
"Tread carefully."
"Andile-"
"No. They aren't, I'm done talking about this."
"Me too."
"I want to leave."
"Not this again."
"Not this marriage, you've made it clear that that's not going to happen."
"I'm glad you've come to accept that," he said and I rolled my eyes. "I meant, I want to leave this place," I said. "Keabetswe -" he started. "No Andile, I'm tired of being here. I want to be in my own home, with my kids and you." I said and crawled closer to him. "Keabetswe, until Dr Remolds gives you the okay, I can't," he said. "His opinion didn't seem to matter much earlier," I said. "MaMoloi, no," he said more firmly. "Andile, I'm losing my mind here. I'm better now, I'm not saying I'm completely fine but better. I miss the kids and I miss you, Khabazela," I said and I held his hands. "Okay. But the sessions with Dr Remolds continue," he said and I squealed. "Thank you!" I said and threw my hands around his neck. "I can't breathe," he croaked and I rolled my eyes before letting him go. "I love you MaMoloi," he said and I smiled. "I love you too," I replied. He leaned over and his lips met mine. I hesitated and he moved away slightly. "Let me in MaMoloi, ngiyakucela," he said and I did just that. His kiss deepened as he pushed me lower into the couch. I wrapped my legs around him pulled him in. I started undoing his shirt but he held my hands. "I don't want to do this if you're not ready," he said looking into my eyes. His eyes were narrow and red with lust and yet he was able to stop and make sure I was okay. Man I love my husband. "Yes, I want to," I said and he smiled before his lips met mine again. "I'm not going to make love to you on the couch," he said. "Who said anything about love, Mkhize? I want you to fuck me. Rough, just how I like it," I whispered as I kissed his neck and he groaned. He got up, with my legs still around his and carried me to the bedroom before slamming the door shut.

***MATURE SCENE***

He pushed me against the wall and kissed me again as he pulled my hoodie off. My bra came or rather was ripped off next. I panted as our tongues wrestled for dominance and our hands tried to rip the clothes off one another. When my sweatpants were off he lifted me up again and threw me on the bed. I watched as he undid the rest of his shirt before taking it off. His eyes never left my hungry gaze as he took his shoes and pants off. He crawled over me and started kissing my neck and rolling my nipples around his fingers. I arched my back into his touch and moaned. "Tell. Me. Again. How. You. Want. It," he said, punctuating each word with a kiss on my neck, face and whatever surface of my upper body he could reach. "I... want you to fuck my brains out, Mkhize," I panted. "Your wish is my command," he said before launching himself on to one of my boobs. I cried out as he licked it while rubbing the other one. He repeated the same ministrations on my other boob before kissing his way down my body. He pried my legs further apart and kissed my inner thighs. I heard the unmistakable sound of fabric ripping and whimpered as he tore my panties. He smirked when he saw wet I was. "I haven't even touched you that much and you look like you're on the brink of an orgasm," he said, his hot breath fanning my thighs.
He rubbed a finger around my entrance, making me buck into his touch. His finger rubbed my slit before plunging into me. My back arched so high he had to put his hand on my stomach to lower me down. "Stop," he said as I writhed above him. The pace of his finger quickened and very soon afterwards he added another. I felt his tongue lick around my clit and I cried out even louder. I could feel my orgasm fast approaching and he did too as he quickened the pace of his fingers. His tongue flicked my clit relentlessly and my entire body shook as I cummed. He latched on to my clit and sucked it, hard. It was too much after such a huge orgasm so I tried to push his head away but he gripped my hands and sucked even harder. I felt another orgasm coming and squirted all over his face. "Don't stop cumming," he said as his fingers re-entered me. I had my third orgasm of the night soon after and panted as my body gave out. He took his fingers out and came up to kiss me. I could taste my juices and wanted to move away but he gripped my neck firmly but gently and made me taste me. I felt his hand between my thighs and I reflexively shut them closed. "Open," he growled in my ear and I complied. "And they better stay like that," he said as both his fingers entered me again. This time they were more gentle but soon enough, I felt another orgasm building but he pulled them out right as I was about to come. "Andile pl-. Ah!" I started but he cut me off as he plunged into me. My legs were still shaking from my first three orgasms and him slamming into me intensified the sensations. He started moving, in slow and deep thrusts before increasing his pace. He threw my leg over his shoulder as he repeatedly slammed into my g-spot. "W-wait," I said trying to control my shivering body. He slammed even harder into me and I screamed. "S-stop. Just a sec-second. A s-second. P-please," I begged and he pulled out but I could still feel the head at my entrance. I took in a deep breath as I tried to calm down. "One," he said before slamming back in. My eyes rolled back so hard my vision blurred and my nails bit into his back. I felt another orgasm build in my stomach and shrieked as it rolled over me in waves. He fucked me even harder through my orgasm, and the next one after that. When I thought I was about to pass out, he cummed in me just as I had another orgasm. I pushed his chest to get him to move away and he chuckled as he pulled out. He kissed me again before sucking my neck after he bit it. "Are you tired?" he asked and I nodded. "That's too bad, because I'm not done," he said and I became even more wet - which I really didn't think was possible. "I need like 5 minutes, Andile, please," I said. "Okay," he said and kissed me again. He kissed my entire body, careful to avoid my breasts, my thighs and what was between them. He hovered over me, staring into my eyes. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I said and he kissed me again. This one was longer and more passionate and I moaned. I sighed as he pulled away and looked at me. "That's five minutes, on your knees, facing the wall," he growled and I groaned as he got off of me to allow me to move. "Andile please," I pleaded. "You said five minutes. On your knees or I'll do it for you," he said. I rolled over and got on my knees like he asked and I felt him get behind me. "Good girl, now open up for daddy," he said and I moved my legs further apart. His finger rubbed me again, careful to avoid my clit as he kissed the back of my neck. "Mhmm," I moaned as I arched my back. "You're still so wet, even after all the orgasms I just gave you?" he asked and I moaned in response making him laugh. "How about we make it two more?" he asked as he slammed into me. I croaked and my hand reached for the headboard for balance. I felt his hands wrap around my weave as he thrust into me. He spanked my ass with his free hand and I bucked against him. Another orgasm took my breath away and he didn't stop. He repeatedly slammed against my g spot as he rubbed my clit and I felt another orgasm build. I clenched around him and he groaned. "Don't cum, not yet," he said. I blinked away tears as I tried desperately not to cum. "Andile I can't -" I said but he spanked my ass again. He yanked my hair harder pulling my head towards him. "You can and you will. Do you understand?" he growled into my ear. "Yes daddy," I quivered and his grip on my hair loosened. He slammed into my g spot again and my legs almost gave out but he caught me and held them. "Cum for me," he growled and I came just as he did.
***END OF SCENE***

He pulled out and kissed my neck. I slumped down into the bed and he came back with a wet towel. He gently cleaned me up and kissed me. "I love you, yezwa?" and I nodded. "I need words, MaMoloi," he said. "Yes. I love you too," I croaked. My throat hurt from screaming so much and he laughed at me. Idiot. I slipped into the sheets and I was too tired to change them. I felt him get in next to me, with his underwear on. He kissed my shoulder and I groaned. "Kwenzenjani?" he asked, obviously amused. "It hurts," I said. "Kuphi? La?" he asked and his hand made its way towards my thighs but I gripped it to stop him. He laughed before promising he wouldn't touch it. I let go of his hand and he laughed again. "Maybe I should kiss it so it can get better," he said tauntingly. "No!" I said firmly and he laughed again. I rubbed my scalp and he laughed, damn idiot must think I'm Dave Chappelle. "Allow me," he said pushing my hands away and massaging my scalp. He continued doing that, occasionally kissing my forehead and shoulders until I became sleepy. "Good night MaMoloi," he said as I drifted off to sleep. I love you.