“Santos please!” Her heartfelt cry drew me back to the present. I wanted her so much, my dick pressed snugly to her lower back. “I'm here, baby,” I whispered calmly. She wiggled her body to my dick, drawing a groan from me while she gasped as she tried to fit me between her legs. I wanted her so much, but I felt ashamed wanting her in that state. Not when it was obvious she didn’t like being that way. Not when I understood nothing apart from the evident fact that someone dosed her up.I reached my arm around and pressed it against her clit. She moaned reverently, throwing her head back to rest it against my shoulder.“Like this?” I groaned, my voice laced with desire.“Yes, more. I want…” she trailed off and swallowed tightly. “I want you inside me...”Hell. “I don't have protection with me, Rosy. I didn't plan this vacation...”Her lips curled into a pained smile even as she rocked against my fingers. “I'm on the pill.” Then she added so quietly that I wouldn't have heard it if the

He wasn't looking so relaxed anymore and I swallowed forcefully to wet my dry throat. It was now or never.“I want to tell you something, but you have to promise not to cut in. You have to promise to listen to me till the end.”“I promise.” “Six years ago, I know very well that we said our goodbyes on that night before you travelled, but the next day, I just couldn't bear you leaving without seeing you again. Even as I tried to tell myself to let it go but I couldn't. So I went to your place to see you.”“But we didn't see.” Santos said bewildered. “And what has that got to do with anything?”“Can you let me talk? And you promised not to cut in,” I reminded him, agitated at the thought of sitting down here and discussing my past.He raised both hands in surrender. “Alright, alright.”I was so restless that I couldn't stay in my seat any longer, so I got up to stretch my legs and walk to the window. I stared out, my eyes taking in the beautiful lane and decorated flowers.“I went

Despite the gloomy beginnings, the day ended up being spectacularly beautiful. Or maybe it was because of the way the day started.I felt a burden lift from my shoulders after I opened up to Santos. The secret I concealed was a load on my shoulders to me.The best part was that Santos did not look at me anymore, seeing a cheat that slept with his best friend. No, his eyes were more relaxed. Understanding.We had a picnic, and it was refreshing. We spread a blanket on one part of the beach and enjoyed the scenery as we tried to catch up on the past few years, asking questions and trying to answer them all the same.After the picnic, we played hide-and-seek games and ran around in the forest, laughing and trying to forget. We swam too.We finally made up our minds to enter the cottage in the late evening. The few times we did was to get food and stuff we needed to stay outside.As the day progressed, I wanted Santos more with every minute I spent with him. Even though my hunger was sate

Santos flat-out devored me. With his hands still holding my thighs apart, his mouth laced on my clit and he suckled it insistently it, humming as he did so. The pleasure was almost unbearable. The hum caused vibrations, adding a pleasure on its own. My cries rang out in the surrounding darkness as he pleasured me. He released my numbness only for a second to pierce his tongue into me, entering my body.My cries escalated as I panted hard, my hand on his soft hair tightening as he fucked me with his tongue. My release drawled near like a moving sensation, everything centering on the part of my body Santos was controlling.“I can't....! I can't bear it...!” The panted words tore from my lips as the volcanic feeling drew nearer. His two fingers replaced his tongue, probing into me while his tongue sucked my clit hard and furious. He created a rhythm I couldn't fight or match until I was at the very edge. Then he added a third finger at the same time he bit my clit.My eyes widened and m

SANTOSRosy stared at her phone after the line had been disconnected. Her body was visibly shaken, and as she turned around and saw me standing in the doorway, she startled.“Santos!” she gasped, her pale eyes at me. “I didn't know you were back.”I was angry, and I'm sure my face couldn't disguise it as I walked closer to her. “It was Jason, right?” The question was so lowly growled it was like a bomb hanging in the air.She hesitated and then nodded once. Tears filled her eyes as she stared at me. “That bastard had the right to call me! After so many years! After destroying my life!”I balled my hands into fists, trying to curb my anger. “What did he say?”“Threats. He was threatening me not to tell you about the past—about what they did.” My lips curled up in a smile of pure mockery. “Bastard does not know that that particular ship has sailed.”“He doesn't know,” she confirmed with a shake of her head. “Oh, Santos, I'm scared!” She wrapped her arms around my neck to hide the tears