Chapitre 153: Chapter 152 Golden bells 1
Eyes quivered and lashes trembled, before her bright green eyes came to view. Berverly was told by her father that she and her sister got their looks from their mother. With no picture or video of who her late mother was, she wondered everyday how beautiful her mother was.
Her father often said her mother was simple, she hated trouble and loved all, but behind her kindness was hostility. She loved everyone but would not take it likely when being disrespected or insulted for who she was. She was a determined woman and never gave up a fight.
She was nothing compared to his daughters, even if they had some of her threats in them. Berverly and Maya took after their father, they were greedy, self centered and disrespectful. But no matter how evil they were, there was still some kindness in them which was now covered with devilishness.
The little sun reflecting from the curtain kissed her face every now and then as the curtain danced to movement of the wind, which she enjoyed. She stayed in that position for some time until she heard the sudden faint raps on the door. She tucked herself further into the duvet, clearing her throat she said, "come in!"
The door clicked open, and Carlos got in with the usual smiles that always appeared on his face when he's with her. "Thought your head hurts so I brought you coffee!" He showed her his right hands which held a mug. She got of the the bed in a sexy blue transparent nighty.
Her white skin matched the clothes perfectly, her blonde hair was moved to the side covering one of her twin peaks that dangled making him hard, as she walked towards him. Her movement was slow as she swayed her hips in her natural cat walk. If one knew nothing about her, then at first glance they would assume she was a model.
"Thank you!" She said calmly as she took the mug from him and sat on the couch taking a sip of the coffee. It was just the way she liked it. As much as Carlos felt aroused by her little action, Berverly was aroused too. His hard chest were clearly visible giving lines on his shirt. It's been long since she's been with any man, she was human and she missed those things.
"You look fine to me, there I was thinking you would fall sick from the liquid you had last night!" He said with a smile taking a seat next to her. "I..I told you my head can carry hard drinks!" She felt his hands touch her ears as if taking something out and she shivered. She met his gaze and didn't know when their head tilted close to each other till their lips collided.
Their kiss was slow as Carlos savoured her taste, how he missed the taste of her warm mouth. Dropping his mug on the table, his hands reached for hers and he placed it on the table too. He cupped her face pulling her closer and as his tongue dived further into her mouth.
Soon the kiss turned to a passionate one and the only sound in the room was the clashing and dancing of their tongue. Just one time would not hurt right? Besides Alex would never find out, she couldn't wait any longer for him. She needed someone to please her sexual desires and Carlos was the closest person she could find.
Her fingers searched for what she has been longing for in his trousers and Carlos heared his zippers being pulled down. Her hands reached for his member as her lips kept playing with his. The game of stroking began earning a groan from Carlos, her thumb caressed the tips and he moved his hips a little.
Berverly left his lips and with slow movement, she squat before him, only to capture his hard member with her mouth. Moving in and out of him as her long tongue licked everypart of him, just the way her sex God taught her. She increase her pace extracting a moan from him.
Berverly got up and captured his lips again and this time Carlos picked up his little dare devil, she crossed her legs around his waist as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His kiss went down to her neck and and then her nape as he placed her on the bed taking off his clothes.
Beverly got up immediately and pushed him down, "I want to be incharge, I want to make you feel good!" She said her eyes smouldering with desires as she stared at him. Slowly she took off her clothes as she got on him. Using her hands as support she held his member and slid it in her. "Ah....!" She moaned as she felt him deeper into her.
She started moving in circles slowly still welcoming his member in her. Her body shivered with every thrust moaning loudly as she humped on him increasing her pace in time. Her screams filled the room covering the groan from Carlos.
Carlos held her waist for support when she felt weak as he moved his waist upwards thrusting deeper into her, "Ahh, uh, oh, ah!" Berverly moaned as she felt something building up in her tommy.
She held his shoulders for support as she reached her peak, shuddering. She fell on his chest feeling his warm liquid touch her womb.
She was not yet satisfied and Carlos wouldn't mind going in a hundred times again. Even if she felt a little sour, she still wanted him. Carlos got up and got on her from behind, sliding his member back into her as he started grinding from behind again.
We arrived back at home late in the evening. We were all tired from the trip and all we needed was rest. Leonard and his maids made their way to the entrance of the mansion to welcome us, but everyone was too exhusted to speak to them. I got into I and Alex's room, without further thinking my feet found it's way to the bed and I laid on the soft bed drifting to dream Land.
"Ahhhhh....!" There were screams coming from a black door. Before the door stood a little girl, her blue eyes staring at the door while the couple's inside the room kept shouting and breaking things.
At the sound of broken bottles and painful cries she heard she panicked, and her little hands hit the door before her calling out her mother and father anxiously. "Mum, Dad!" Hazel continued to hit the door to the room which was now quiet. She heard the door click open and her father walked out with a smile on his face.
She could see the little stains of blood on his clothes, but as little child she had no idea what was going on. "Shouldn't you be sleeping what are you doing here?" He raised his voice at the girl making her flinch.
"Stay away from my child you psyco, don't you dare hurt my child!" She saw her mother rush out of the room to protect her by wrapping her arms around her. She looked her mother's face that was covered in red liquid, her eyes and lips were swollen and she wondered what had happened.
But each time she tried to ask her mum why she was like that, the woman always told her it was makeup and that she was trying something new. Hazel always wondered why her mother uttered such words.
It was like her dream was fast forwarded to a close past where she was bathing in her bathroom and she felt a hand squeeze her right mold. *Gasp* she met her fathers gaze astonished at why he touched her on her growing peaks and she blushed. An eleven years old child never understood what he did to her. She never understood he was molesting her.
He tried to touch her severally calling her his princess but Vanessa was always in time to protect her child.
My eyes slid open after the wierd dream I just had, gone are the days I used to think my family was perfect, when we were nothing close to being perfect. Things only got better after my dad left us, mum was no longer sad and depressed like before. I was no longer scared of being touched by my supposed father at 12.
I got off the bed and stroded to the balcony only to see the dark sky. "How long have I been sleeping?" I thought as a little yawn left my mouth. I stared at the night sky buried in my thoughts, as far as I wanted to run away from reality, it was always there to hunt me.
I wondered why I had that dream, maybe it was because I thought of Dad. How come I forgot all these things that happened, maybe because I just didn't give a deep thought to it. Sigh, tomorrow would be a really long day and I have to be mentally prepared for it.
I knew Dad would still be the one to walk me down the isle, the thought of seeing him again gave me neusea feeling. He was evil. I needed to stay weary of him.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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