I could still feel his thick shaft in me because I was dripping his cum from my sweet openings. I felt his hands on my breasts as he scooted against me. The last night was rough.
He fucked me. Hard.
"Let me go Sebastian! I have work!" I said chuckling.
"You are not going for work today big girl. We are going to your favourite place!"
"And what is that?"
"You will find out when we will reach."
He kissed me softly and then took me in his arms. Again.
"I want to have breakfast.."
He said thinking.
"I could ask Johanna to make you some ... or I could make it for you?"
"Naah! I want to eat you as my breakfast!"
His words made me blush hundred shades of red.
He tossed me over on the bed and stood against me. He took his fingers inside me and Ahh!! His fingers work like magic.
"You are soaking Aphrodite.."
He said with a grin in his voice.
He took my feet and put it on his shoulder.
Looking at his intial on my feet definitely made him happy. How did I know it?
Because he put his dick inside me with his eyes stick on mine and his smile didn't left his lips.
"I am always at your feet Aphrodite like this initial is dangling."
And this way the morning started with a beautiful breeze.
YOU ARE READING
Stringed by Hate
RomanceSCARLET MACKENZIE He was my death. Ruthless. Arrogant. Death. The more I saw him, the more I felt intimidating . He was the structure of Greek God with the heart of Satan. I highly doubt if he had heart. This was my husband. SEBESTIAN CAMERON. The...
