Cruel Passions Of The Other Woman

|CH29|

•Keshay Lewis•
"Honey"

I stand in the kitchen pouring me a cup of coffee in deep thought. I've never experienced something like last night, it was like he was an entirely different person. The way he touched me, learning my body faster than anybody did. I have to admit my first time sleeping with Jaziel felt good but it felt like he was fucking me how he liked to be fucked. And it always been that way. All the things we did surrounded what he liked. Never had I had a ma play close attention to my body like that. Never have I ever squirted before either, I've always creamed but squirting? That is the type of thing that'll make a woman go crazy for a man. I even find myself wondering if Patricia experienced the same thing. If so I understand why she doesn't like me, but I also don't like her now. I can't believe he put that mouth that obviously works magic on another woman.

I jump as I feel his lips against the back of my neck. I let out a soft moan as he continues to kiss and suck on it. I turn around and his arms go onto both sides of me his palms pressed against the counter trapping me in. He leans down pecking me on the lips something I'm not all the way used to but it feels so natural. I search his face as he searches mine. "O," I call out hesitating a little. "About last night..."

Worry forms on his face. "Did I do something wrong? Wait...did you not want that to happen?" Immediate worry forms on his face.

"No no not even," I reassure him. "I like everything that happened. You just shocked me that's all."

"You didn't expect me to want to do that?" He questions and I shake my head giving him his answering. I never expected him to come into my room and lick me each and every way, I also didn't expect him to be so submissive to a woman and her needs.

"It's just...noticed you were crying and it felt like you were trying to use me as a distraction," I play with my hands not wanting it to be true. "And I would rather you talk to me about it than ignore it." Truth be told my intuition is telling me it was a distraction but I hope it's not. That would mean he didn't want to do it on his own and only felt the need to do it because he was upset.

He doesn't reply instead he just looks off towards what looks like the window. "Don't worry about me." Is all he says.

"But O-" I'm cut off by him dropping to his knees. He looks up at me with a stare that is intense and makes me nervous and melt. He lifts up my nightgown and placed my leg up on his shoulder. "See your trying to distract me again..." I trail off my breathing faltering as he kisses on her again. I gasp as I feel his tongue lick up me like it's the first time.

"Well I'll be damned." The sound of Miro's voice causes me to jump and rush to cover myself and pull down my gown. Meanwhile Omri is still kneeled in front of me and I watch as he wipes his lips a smirk on his face as his hand is wet from his mouth being wet from kissing my pussy. As he stands he places a kiss on my lips. "So I'm guessing the engagement is going fine huh?"

I avoid his eyes slightly embarrassed. I know it hasn't been long of me knowing him or long of us being engaged. What if Miro is judging me?

"You here early. I told you twelve." O says ignoring his brother's antics. He pulls out his phone checking the time. "Shit it is twelve. Uh...sweetheart?" He calls out to me.

"Hmm?" I hum still avoiding eye contact.

"My sister will be by shortly. Dress shopping today and what not," he informs me. "Don't worry about the price whatever dress you fall in love with you can have. Okay mama?" I nod my head slowly. "And bro you got to give me a minute I have to get dressed." He tells his brother as he turns his attention to him.