Her Sin [ON HOLD UNTIL SUMMER 2022]

Chapter 2

"Amore." I swiftly sense his warm breath near my breast, and it instantly ignites goosebumps all over my skin. "I am going to devour you like it's my last feast on this universe."

Before I can process what he said, my body goes into an ecstasy shock when he abruptly takes one of my nipples with his mouth. I can feel his tongue dancing around my nipple before his teeth gave them a little tug.

I moan carelessly as he begins to tug my nipple more. My toes curl up when I feel those familiar tingles whenever he would touch my body. It amazes me how sensitive my body is to his fiery touches.

"Caius-s." I breathlessly whisper when one of his hands begins to run down my bare stomach. I bit my lip hard as I felt those tingles getting closer between my legs. "Please-e"

He pops out my nipple from his mouth with such satisfaction that it makes my toes curl up more. His hand suddenly stops on top of my panties, and just the pressure of it sets my whole body in heat.

I close my eyes when I sense my wetness between my legs soaking up my panties. I moan silently as I close my legs and slowly rub them against each other to ease the ache, but I stop myself when I felt him move.

I felt this face move all the way up to mine and then made his way to my next. Unconsciously, I tilt my head to my right to give him access to his favorite spot.

"Tell me what you want, Gen." He mumbles against my neck as his hand now starts to go underneath my panties. My heart begins to accelerate as his hand continues to moves slowly down. "Tell me, amore."

"I-I" My voice comes out dry as I feel his lips starting to suck on my ear lobe. "I want you to fuc-"

The sound of my phone ringing was enough to snap me out of my trance.

I took a deep breath as I tried to adjust back to reality and exhaled exaggeratedly. I had the most bizarre dream I've ever dreamt about, and quite frankly, I was lucky that Jack didn't come back home after dinner.

"Get yourself together, Genevieve!" I whispered to myself as I set down the coffee mug I was holding down on the countertop and letting go of my lip that I was, unconsciously, bitting.

I move steadily into the living room, where my phone was charging near the fireplace, and picked it up. The caller ID indicated that it was my mother, Esther.

"Good morning, mother." I greeted her when I accepted the phone call. As I waited for her response, I went back to the kitchen to finish off my coffee.

Before I could take a seat, my eyes shifted above the main door to check the time and see if I'd have enough time to chat with her. Chat with her? It was more like being scolded by her, and it's something she has been doing ever she found out that I applied for my job. No matter how many times she tells me that I don't need to work, she will never understand.

"Mother?" A disappointing soft-voiced reached my ears as I sat down on the chair to drink my coffee.

"Honor thy father and thy mother..." A voice in my head whispered after hearing my mother's disappointing voice.

Honor them? How can I honor them when they left me when I most needed them? For years, I've questioned their blindness to Jack's abuse. Were my broken wrists, bruised face, and the constant fear in my eyes whenever I would "embarrassed" him in front of them not believable? Was the "what will they say?" more important for them than saving their only daughter?

I know that I can't judge them, only God, but my broken soul wept for their blindness. My soul feels blocked, ignored, and abandoned by the only people on the planet who were meant to protect me.

"I apologize, mother," I whispered against my phone after realizing that it wasn't her fault for her blindness. It wasn't anyone. It was Jack's. "It's early morning, and my brain isn't functioning right now."

"I am not surprised, Genevieve." She quickly replied, making my heart beat faster, "I don't know where your mind was when you accepted that job offer. I mean, isn't Jack's income enough for you? He's such a hard-working man, and I feel like you aren't a good wife."

"I am not a good wife?" I raised my voice as I got up from my seat while curling my right hand into a fist. "I am sorry, mother, but you know damn well I -"

"Don't you curse at me!" She hissed with an alarming voice, making me wince at her authoritative voice. "I knew that job was going to change you. I knew that boss was going to manipulate your mind. I can't believe you are letting him do that to you!"

"Mother, I-" She cuts me off before I could defend myself or my boss.

"You listen well, Genevieve!" She breathed heavily through the phone, I can already imagine what she was going to say. "Don't you make me tell Jack about this, do you understand? I will be a good mother and let this pass. I want you to go to your room and ask the Lord forgiveness because using the curse word on me will NOT be forgotten by God or me."

And with that, she hangs up me.

 Within seconds, something began to sink into my heart -- Shame.

My throat tightens as I realized what I've done. I am a horrible daughter, I thought, as a tear escaped from my eye. I shouldn't have said such profanity to her. 

"Forgive me, Father," I collapse to my knees on the floor and look up to the ceiling. "Please, I never meant to dishonor my mother. I-I should know better, and I do. I-"

Before I could continue, my phone alarm goes off making me look at the clock in front of me. My eyes widen when I saw that it was 8:10, and I was running late. I wipe my tear off with a napkin nearby, quickly stood up from the floor, and rushed towards the living room to get my keys and coat from the coffee table. As I began to put on my black heels, I went back to the kitchen to set up the house alarm and tighten up anything unorganized. Jack hated a cluster and messy house, and to prevent another weekend of torture, everything needed to be spotless. 

Before grabbing the door handle of the main door, I turned around to check everything mentally; house alarm on, electric devices off, dishwasher on, and every door locked. It was the same old routine I needed to follow before I headed out.

AN:

I don't know about this chapter, but in the next one, we will meet our famous Mr. Caius Álzate!
What do you think about her dream? Too much?

Please stay safe out there.

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