Chapitre 101: Chapter 100: Caught Red-handed
Xavier continued his teasing game. He s*cked her toes and kissed her feet.
Zarah could now confirm that her husband had a thing with feet. "I didn't know you had a thing with feet. You have a weird fetish, husband," Zarah said to distract herself from giving in.
"Yes, mon amour. I have this weird fetish. However, it does not limit to your toes but to every part of your body. I worshiped you like a goddess, mon amour."
That was what he was doing. He was practicing what he preached.
His kisses then traveled down to her legs and then to her thighs.
Zarah was not aware that she was holding her breathing in anticipation.
She was getting impatient as Xavier was taking the pace slow.
He was intentionally killing her with suspense.
Xavier knew that she was starting to get impatient.
However, he was willing to drag the process longer.
Xavier inwardly groaned because his erection was starting to become painful.
He ignored the pain and continued.
Zarah, who was naked on her gaming chair, was enjoying this torture.
Xavier's kisses finally reached her thighs. He kissed both thighs first before he dove into the main course.
Xavier was kneeling on the floor.
Zarah's bare s*x was waiting for him. She was glistening down there. Xavier didn't need to stimulate her flower because she was ready.
Xavier felt sorry. He could only kiss it but not penetrate it.
Xavier smirked as he saw the buds opening. It was inviting him to have a taste.
Xavier held back the urge to f*ck her flower with his tongue.
'Be patient, Xavier. You'll get your candy soon.' he consoled himself.
Xavier kissed the surrounding areas first. He blew on it softly, and Zarah shivered.
Xavier stuck his tongue out and tried to lick on the aroused bud.
The moment his tongue touched her c**t, Zarah moaned.
"Seems like you're enjoying my kisses, mon amour. Look at you. You're so wet for me," Xavier teased.
"Shut up!" Zarah yelled in embarrassment.
Xavier smirked and started kissing her flower.
He was swirling his tongue around her cl*t.
Zarah tightened her hold on the armrest of her chair.
She was biting her lip to hold back a moan from escaping.
Xavier's skillful tongue almost sent her to the edge. His masterful movements down there made her shiver, and it sent goosebumps all over her body.
The build-up made her feel crazy.
Zarah started moving her hips as she craved more contact.
She was close to the edge. She could feel herself close to her release.
"F*ck!" Zarah moaned as she anticipated the mind-blowing or**m to come.
However, Xavier suddenly stopped what he was doing.
"Why did you stop?!" Zarah asked him.
She was almost there! She was this close, but then he stopped.
"I thought there was no f*cking today, mon amour," Xavier teased her.
Zarah became speechless.
She was so turned on and needy.
Zarah bit her lips. She was close to giving in. However, she must stay firm with her words. To her disappointment, her body was betraying her.
Zarah felt helpless.
"Just continue, d*mn it!" She said in frustration. Zarah wanted Xavier to finish what he had started.
"Oho! Cursing is bad, mon amour," he said.
"Sorry. Just finish what you started, but no f*cking, okay?"
"Mon amour, I'm now f*cking you with my tongue."
Xavier was right. He was giving her oral s*x.
Zarah was speechless.
Xavier smirked and gave her flower one last kiss before he stood up.
He grabbed her clothes and helped Zarah to wear them back.
Zarah pouted, as she was not in the mood.
"Don't worry. I will not count it as f*cking. Just kissing, okay?"
Xavier continued teasing his wife.
"Go away! I hate you!" Zarah shouted in frustration.
"I love you, too." Xavier softly answered.
Xander, who was sleeping on the couch, was awakened by her shout.
The lazy fur ball meowed, which caught their attention.
Zarah felt horrified after realizing that Xander was in the room!
"Gosh! Please tell me he didn't hear and see anything." Zarah mumbled.
She felt guilty doing it with her fur son around. She felt like she had committed the biggest crime.
"He was asleep," Xavier softly answered.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm certain."
Zarah heaved a sigh of relief while looking at Xander.
Then her gaze shifted back to Xavier, and her expression changed.
"Okay, I'll leave. So don't be upset."
He then planted a soft kiss on Zarah's forehead, which she didn't dodge. Finally, she kissed Zarah's lips. It was different from the kiss they had earlier.
It was full of contentment.
"Thank you, mon amour." Xavier meant it.
Zarah wanted to yell at him, but she stopped when she felt his sincerity.
Xavier went to the couch and grabbed Xander. "I'll take this guy with me."
"Meow." Xander meowed in Xavier's arms.
Zarah's eyes lingered on Xavier's departing back. Xavier closed the door behind him with a sweet smile for her.
She subconsciously brought her hand down her lips.
She closed her eyes, and her thoughts drifted. She started imagining the things that Xavier had done to her body earlier.
She had never been this s*xually frustrated in her entire life.
Zarah felt horrible. She then got up from her seat. Then, she rushed to the door to lock it.
She felt guilty and horrified by what she was going to do next.
Zarah went back to her seat and reclined the chair.
She grabbed her headphones and put them on. She played some music that would help her get over this faster.
For some reason, Zarah regretted it. Zarah's playlist contained EDM and pop songs.
Zarah closed her eyes and started touching herself. Zarah's hands were trembling.
She had never done this before.
Zarah decided to focus on the feeling of Xavier's touches earlier.
Zarah started moaning his name in just a few strokes.
She got so lost in what she was doing that she didn't hear Xavier's knocking.
The soundproofing in her study room was good. Xavier wondered what Zarah was doing inside.
He saw Mr. Henderson passing by. "Master Xavier, is anything wrong?"
Mr. Henderson asked after he saw Xavier standing outside the door.
Xavier was silent as he didn't know how to respond.
"If you need anything, please tell me."
"Do you have a spare key to this room?" Xavier finally asked.
"Isn't that Mistress' study room?"
"Yes."
"I thought she was inside."
"Oh no. Zarah went to our room with me. However, she forgot something inside and asked me to get it back. The door is locked." Xavier didn't know why he lied to Mr. Henderson.
"I get it. Did you quarrel, and Mistress locked you out?"
"It's not like that!" Xavier became a little defensive.
The truth was he felt a little guilty. Xavier knew he had left her hanging. He saw the frustration on Zarah's face earlier.
Xavier was thankful that his e*****on was not visible. He was wearing loose pants and a long top that reached down his crotch area. The fabrics were thick.
Hence, it would be embarrassing should other people see him.
"I understand. Here." Mr. Henderson pulled out the keys and gave the spare key to Xavier.
"Keep it with you, Master. Just in case Mistress is in a bad mood and decides to lock you out again."
Mr. Henderson left with a wink.
Xavier looked at the gold key. It suddenly felt hot on his palm.
Xavier looked at Mr. Henderson's departing back.
Xavier looked at the keyhole and then at the key in his hand. Xavier inserted the key and twisted the knob open.
Zarah didn't realize what was going on outside. She was busy pleasuring herself.
To say it correctly, she was busy trying to get herself back into the mood.
She thought it was easy because Xavier had gotten her turned on earlier.
And besides, she was so horny. However, the music on her headphone ruined the mood.
She tried mimicking what Xavier had done to her body earlier. However, she failed.
She decided to take off her headphones and open her eyes.
Zarah subconsciously tensed up when she sensed someone's presence in the room.
She saw a silhouette sitting on the couch through the computer screen.
Her eyes turned into saucers when she realized Xavier was sitting on the couch.
"What are you doing here?!" Zarah asked.
Caught red-handed, Zarah pulled down her top to cover her bare chest.
She also hurriedly pulled up her panties and pants.
Zarah wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
She was so embarrassed. Zarah could not look at Xavier's face.
She was horrified and felt guilty. She felt the worst!
Xavier was sitting frozen on the couch. He was looking at his wife in disbelief. His mind could not process what he had just seen.
He did not even recall how he managed to reach the couch.
His silence made Zarah's anxiety level reach the roof.
For the first time in her life, she felt like running away. She thought leaving this room would be the best thing to do.
Zarah got up from her seat and was about to make a step. However, Xavier's voice reached her ears.
"Who said you can go?" Xavier's voice weighed heavier on her shoulder.
Zarah froze on the spot.
She wanted to say something, but no words would come out of her mouth.
"I see you're trying to pleasure yourself without me, Mon Amour." Xavier sounded a little angry.
However, instead of getting scared, his voice turned her on.
'Oh gosh! Am I turning into a pervert now?' she thought.
Zarah didn't dare to look at Xavier's face. She didn't want to see his reaction. His voice said it all. He was angry.
Zarah then felt the movements on the couch. Her heart pounded so hard when she felt his presence getting closer.
Zarah bit her lower lip to calm herself.
She felt Xavier's cold hands pinching her chin.
He wanted her to look at him, but Zarah looked down.
"Look at me," he demanded.
However, Zarah was stubborn.
She turned her body away so he would not see her face.
"Look at me, mon amour!" Xavier yelled this time.
Zarah shot a glare at him. "Did you just yell at me?"
Zarah was in disbelief.
Xavier had yelled at her!
'What? Did he have a change of heart after witnessing what I did? Why did it sound like he caught me cheating?'
A thousand thoughts run through Zarah's mind.
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