Stringed by Hate

Scarlett

He sucked his fingers covered with my cum with a smirk on his face. Fuck. Why am I so wet? His body makes me stiff and his fingers widens every part of me.

We entered a beautiful hallway with the devastating glamour. The insides were made by the architect of God with the intricate details on the walls. This was Medusa Club. Just the name justifies it. It gave the traumatic beauty waves to my body. Sebastian put his arm around the close of my waist. His hand felt safe and dangerous at the same time.

"Why are everyone looking at us?"
"They are not looking at me Aphrodite. They are looking at you!" He said with a smile.
"Me? Why me?"
"Two reasons"
"Those are"
"You look like Goddess for first reason."
"And"
"You are my wife."

Ohh! I realised that as soon as words left his mouth. Ofcourse I was THE SEBASTIAN CAMERON's Wife. I was meant to be looked at. So I straightened my back and pulled a beautiful piece of smile on my wine red lips. Soon we reached the Leader of the Club who was standing with his middle aged wife. She was beautiful.

"Oh My God! Is this Mrs. Cameron, Sebastian?"
The lady spoke while spreading her arms for a hug.
"Sure she is ma'am."
"You are so beautifully carved by God princess." She said with a huge smile.
"Why have you been keeping our young man out of our sight for four days?"

I leaned towards her and whispered, " Look at my man ma'am. Who would want a fresh piece of meat out for bitches?"
I said with an elegant smile. She laughed so loudly that everyone in the clud looked at us. "You are so right my girl."
She moved to Sebastian and said, "This girl is made for you Sebastian."

He lowered his lips and kissed me. His lips were as soft as the melted ice cream. I parted my lips to give access to his professional tongue. He is going to ruin me with his tongue itself. My folds started to pool a hundred times than usual.
"Don't you two look so lovely?"
I heard a heavy but smooth voice from behind.