BEING A WIFE OF A PRISONER

Chapter 34

NARRATOR

Screaming and crying on the tape, Mamello glared at him and his lips curved upwards. He wasn’t going to do what she thinks he was going to do right? Sandile muzzled her neck while she murmured something he didn’t quite catch.

Sandile: What was that?

His eyes didn’t leave her face when he answered her.

Sandile: I'm going to fuck you.

Aza’s mouth slacked open.

Sandile: I’m taking you hard, rough.

She stopped breathing.

Sandile: And fast

Her breath came in sharp pants. She gazed at him in pure lust. Sandile pulled the vest of her head and unclipped her bra. Sandile took the nipple in between his fingers and squeezed it. Aza gasped closing her eyes. She sensation alone sending a different kind of feeling to her abdomen. Wait... was those butterflies in her stomach or excitement? She couldn’t quite differentiate between the two. She locked her teeth and fasten her jaw from releasing those moans.

Slowing and sensually, Sandile pulled down the pants. He whisked her up and laid her own the couch. He pulled down the her underwear cusing Aza’s eyes to fly open. She might be in need to quench her thirst but in public. Did he forget that they have a guest? She tried to push him off but he slapped her slit. The sensation sent pain and pleasure on her.

Sandile: My rules here sweetheart.

His authoritative voice did something to her. Aza roughly shifted her gaze to him and her breath caught in her throat as he took her lips. The kiss was rough, searching and sending the right signals to her pussy because she clenched her thighs together mid-kiss while her hands touched his bare chest. The muscles were hidden by the meat he accumulated and she wonder how did he look when he had muscles? She pooled more on that thought. Sandile broke the kiss and looked at her lips. All swollen from that hot kiss that sent blood to his dick. His thumb grazed those pouting lips of hers and she parted them to take his thumb in her mouth. He groaned as she sucked and he could imagine that mouth sucking him into oblivion.

Taking his cock into that pretty mouth and him coming over her face. He breathed as he removed his thumb. Good dammit behind all the craziness was a seductress when she wants. He stepped out of his boxers and Aza nodded taking took in all of him. Veins and the girth and the length. Fuck! When is he pumping in on her again? She wasn’t about to be shy on that organ and neither was she about to be apologetic about gawking at him. He belongs to her. He was hers and vice versa. A beat skipped or was it two beats? Neither the less she was like a kid who was about to be bought a candy by her mother. Months she hadn’t had some while she living with a man under her roof and that man was her husband. Was that normal? Definitely not. Sandile got on top of her and her breathing jinxed up as she felt his heavy erection on her thigh, hot and long and she licked her lips.

Sandile’s hands settled on her waist and he squeezed it as he brought his mouth on her nipples, his tongue licking around her jaw before sucking those nipples.

Sandile: Mmm

He whimpered, his tongue and mouth doing wonderful things to her breasts. He moved one hand from her waist and used it to squeeze her nipples with his rough hand, making her moan louder at the roughness her exercised on her boobs. Her scent filled him and he looked at her cunt. All pink and wet. His mouth covered her pussy lips and she softly breathed out his name. His tongue licked her for the first time and he felt her tense as she breathed out his name again.

Aza: Saaandile.

Sandile: Talk to me.

Aza: We have a guest.