Steffany's Pov.
Why am I not pushing him off? Why am I enjoying his lips on mine? Why am I bloody hungrily kissing him back?!
He wrapped my legs around his waist, he pressed my back against the wall and continued kissing me but it was just a few minutes, he soon walked away from there and headed towards our bed, with his hands underneath my blouse and unhooking my bra.
He unhooked my bra in seconds, as the pro he is, then quickly unzipped my blouse and took them (my blouse and bra) off, leaving my upper body completely naked before him.
Justin stopped by the bed, he gently threw me on it and started unbuttoning his shirt. Maybe I was impatient, because I kinda found his action extremely slow and sat on my knees.
I slapped his hands away and reached for his shirt, but instead of unbuttoning it, I tore it and he raised his left eyebrow questioningly at me.
"Baby,what are you doing? Why did you tear my shirt?" he asked.
"You're being too slow" was my only response to him, before I crashed my lips on his and started fondling with his belt as I tried to unbuckle it.
His hands grabbed my breasts, he squeezed them for a while before he started pinching my nipples teasingly and I couldn't help but squirm as I felt my pûssy getting wetter and wetter.
Soon I was done unbuckling his belt, but he didn't let me take down his pants before he pushed me back on the bed and hovered over me.
His hands grabbed my pants, together with my panty and pulled them down, then threw them randomly and carelessly across the room.
Justin kissed from my waistline up to my chest, then hungrily snatched my left breast in his mouth, while his left was pinching my right nipple teasingly and his right hand was torturously, but sweetly playing with my pûssy.
I threw my back and arched my back as my adrenaline was rushing, making me squirm under his touch. I momentarily forgot all the hurt he's caused me, I forgot how many cold nights I cried myself to sleep, after seeing a newspaper with him and one of his many girlfriends on it, I forgot about divorcing him and all I wanted that moment was his touch, I want him deeply buried me.
My hands couldn't stay calm, they somehow found their ways down to his manhood and I started stroking him through his pants.
He on the other hand, thrusted three fingers in me, I closed my eyes and I moaned softly as he started thrusting them in my very wet pûssy.
He bite my nipple a little bit hard as he started thrusting his fingers faster, harder and deeper in me, I let go of his manhood and grabbed the sheets very tight as if I was about to fall off the bed and I'm holding the sheets to support myself -lol.
"Arghhhh" he groaned as he increased his pace, making me stomach churned and I didn't realized when I began squirting so hard.
Fuçk! His fingers work has increased greatly all these years, well, he's been sleeping around with different supermodels and actresses, of course it's very necessary that he's upgraded himself.
"Oh, fûck, my heartbeat, squirt harder for me" he said as his fingers increased their pace again.
As if his mouth was a remote control that's controlling my actions, I continued squirting more and more, meanwhile, I folded my lower lip in my mouth and bite it very hard to prevent myself from screaming down the roof, or, our neighbors might come knocking to inquire what's going on -or, they might just call 911 to complain.
He moved his upper body down and opened his mouth, he stuck out his tongue and let my squirt rinse it and splashed all over his face too.
He soon stopped and pulled out his fingers, then licked them while staring in my eyes. He quickly took off his pants, then called me with one of his fingers and I quickly sat on my knees and stared hungrily at his dîck.
"You want it?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yeah" I slurred seductively.
"Then come get it" he said and slumped on a sofa in front of our bed as he started stroking himself.
Wait, this sofa wasn't here before, when did it get here? Hmm, that doesn't matter now.
I hopped off the bed, he gestured me to go on my knees which I did without hesitation, then he gestured me to crawl towards him with a smirk I didn't understand, but I ignored his smirk and crawled towards him.
"Now that's my good gir..." I cut him off by impatiently snatching his dîck in my mouth. ".. fuçk! My queen, you're a badass!" he groaned as he grabbed the armrests and threw his head back.
I smirked and grabbed his balls, then began squeezing and massaging them as I moved my mouth on him. He sucked in some air, I continued moving on him and sometimes biting him teasingly just to hear his throaty moan.
As if I wasn't fast enough, he grabbed my head, gathered my hair in his hand and started fuçking my mouth, going very deep hence making me cough and gag.
He'd sometimes stop, pulled out of me and slapped my face with his dîck, then shoved it back in my mouth and continued fuçking my mouth very hard and deep.
"Stroke me" he breathe out as he let go of my head and leaned back on the sofa.
I pulled his dîck out of my mouth, then started stroking him with my hand.
"Grab those balls and squeeze 'em so fuçking hard" he commanded.
I spit on his dîck, grabbed his balls and continued massaging him. After stroking him for a moment, I felt his dîck fattening in my hands and he soon came undone in my hands.
I stared at my hands with a raised eyebrow, then he chuckled lightly.
"It's been long since you tasted your man, aren't you gonna seize the opportunity?" he asked.
I scoffed.
"Yeah, it's been long and I've forgotten how you taste, but I don't wanna remember" I replied and wiped my hands on my chest.
He pulled me onto his laps and stared in my eyes.
"You forgot about me so soon..."
"So soon? Is six years so soon?"
"But I didn't forget even the least detail about you, I have it all imprinted in my brain" he said, then crashed his lips on mine.
I kissed him back, but he quickly break the kiss, he got up and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Let's make sweet love"
And he shoved his shaft in me in one thrust before I could protest, not that I wanted to protest though -lol, I'm just like a horny wolf😁 right now.
"Argh!" I cried in pain when he took the first thrust, it hurt as if it's my first time.
"How did you become a virgin again?" he asked me.
I glared nastily at him for asking me such an annoying question, it's been almost six years since I last had sèx, what was he expecting?
"Are you doing or not?" I asked him grumpily.
"Of course, I haven't had sèx in years too" he answered.
I frowned at his lame lie.
"Scumbag" I muttered quietly, he heard me but didn't say anything and started thrusting in me slowly -I guess he's scared he's gonna hurt me if he goes too fast.
After thrusting slowly for a few minutes, he realized I've adjusted to him and he increased his pace. My arms around his shoulders tightened and my chest, or should I say breasts, were pressed against his flat chest.
He soon stopped, made me stand on my feet and continued thrusting in me with his hands holding me and helping me keep my balance.
After a moment, he stopped and pushed me on the bed and I landed in a soft thud. He quickly laid next to me and gestured me to get on top of him, he then shoved his dîck in me and put his hands behind his head.
"Ride me" he said.
I put my hands on his chest as I began bouncing up and down on him, but I realized I wasn't fast enough and I started twerking on him instead; that did the job and we both became moaning mess.
He removed his hands from behind his head, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into a hug, then took it off from me and thrusted faster and deeper in me.
My body shook greatly from too much pleasure shooting through my veins and I couldn't help but started squirting again.
Justin flipped us, he thrusted two fingers in me as he continued thrusting faster and deeper in me.
"Faster, please, faster" I urged him.
"Your wish is my command" he replied and increased his pace a thousand folds.
His increase in pace made me grabbed the sheets tighter as I felt my walls tightening against him, a very tight knot formed in the deepest part of my stomach and before I knew it, I'm moaning very loudly and my body was shaking as I felt the knot untying itself.
Both our bodies were covered in sweats at the moment, his muscles flexing and strangely I found him delicious, which isn't helping matters.
Justin didn't stop fuçking me, in fact, my moan ignited a fire in him and acted as an energy booster, he's thrusting way too fast, hard and very, very deep in me.
His dîck began swelling inside me and I knew at once that he's about to cum, I was expecting he'd pull out of me and cum on my chest like he usually does years ago, but he didn't pull out this time, he stayed deeply buried in me and continued thrusting even when he knew he's at his peak.
"Don't cum in me, get off me!" I tried to push him off me, but couldn't.
He looked straight in my eyes with an evil smirk, but soon closed his eyes and released a very low, but pleasured growl -wait, is that even correct? I don't care.
Then....
"Fuçk, Steffany" he moaned my name loudly as he poured his sperm in me, then crashed his lips on mine.
He kissed me for a few seconds, before he pulled out of me, but that's after he's made sure every drop of his sperm is already floating in me and fell on the space beside me, then pull me close for a cuddle, but I wiggled myself out of his hold and jumped off the bed.
My legs wobbled slightly and I almost lost my balance, but I maneuvered to keep my balance -I shouldn't have jumped out of bed immediately after sèx.
"Baby, aren't we gonna cuddle after that hot love making?" he asked.
I glared at him as I tried to steady my breath, I pushed my hair back since they're getting in my view and held my waist.
"That wasn't love making, Justin"
"Then what do you call that hot and passionate moment we just shared?"
"A fling" I replied.
His eyebrows furrowed at my reply, he blinked a few times and broke into a smile.
"That's not a fling, you're my wife and we just... "
"We just had sèx because I was sèx-starved!" I completed his words. "Isn't that what people call flings?"
He stared at me, gulping speechlessly.
"My queen,please, don't call our love making a fling, it hurts ok?"
"It hurts?" I chuckled dryly. "Then think about all the hurts I've been feeling all these years, it's not easy right?" I sighed. "Please, sign those divorce papers"
"I won't sign any papers, you're mine, and mine forever!" his eyes moved towards my stomach and he smirked. "You're soon gonna have my kid too, let's see how you're gonna leave me then!"
I looked down at my stomach too, the squeezed it as if it'll get rid of his sperm.
"Don't think you can hold me down with your kid, I have after pills" I said confidently.
His smirk grew bigger instead of getting wiped up, he leaned back on the headboard and sighed.
"I'm sorry to report, my queen,but I've gotten rid of every drug in your medicine cabinet" he said.
"What?!"
"Yeah, you're gonna be the mother of all my kids and there's no escaping from it"
I narrowed my eyes as anger shot through my veins, but an idea suddenly popped up in my head and I smirked.
"Well, then, I will get an abortion and leave you even though you refuse to sign the papers, and go somewhere very faraway from here"
"You wouldn't dare hurt my child or even think of leaving me, I know you and I know you're not that heartless"
I shook my head.
"Six years is long enough for someone to change their personalities, Justin"
He stayed silent for a while, then cleared his throat.
"I didn't mean to neglect you, it's just...." he trailed off.
"It's just what?"
He stared in my eyes, then shook his head meaning he can't say it. I gulped to swallow whatever emotion that's threatening to creep up.
"Let's divorce please, since you don't trust me with your secrets"
"No, no, please, no divorce" he said with a hint of desperation.
I scoffed loudly and laughed shortly.
"I'm a fool, I've been a big fool and I was too blinded by love to see how much of a fool I was"
"My queen,what are you talking about?"
I shook my head.
"I don't know my husband, I don't know who my mother-in-law and father-in-law are, wether they're dead or alive, I don't know why you came to the orphanage in first place" I paused and pulled my hair. "Come to think of it, you've never trusted me right from the start and yet I entrusted myself to you, doesn't that make me the biggest fool ever?"
He shook his head and made to come to me, but I held up my hand and stopped him.
"You're not a fool, my Queen, it's just..just too complicated and I don't wanna get you involved in my messy life...."
"But that's just your thought, I wanna get involved, ok?" I interrupted him. "I wanna know what's been eating you up and keeping you away from coming home all these years"
"Listen to me..."
"I don't wanna listen, we're husband and wife and we're supposed to share each other's burden"
"My Queen, the lesser you know, the safer you'll be...."
"Enough of that 'the lesser you know, the safer you'll be' shît!" I snapped at him. "If you know you're not ready to let me in your life completely, then sign the divorce papers and set me free!" with that I dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut in a loud bang and fell on my knees as I let loose and burst into tears.
>>THE NEXT MORNING<<
I turned on the bed and reached out my hand towards Justin's side, only to find out it's cold and empty.
Hold on a sec...
Bed? Wasn't I crying in the bathroom? How did I ended up in bed? Was it Justin that carried me back to bed?
My eyebrows furrowed instantly as I quickly snapped my eyes open, I frantically searched the room but he's nowhere in sight.
Could it be last night's event all a dream? Am I really that sèx-starved that I've started fantasizing about Justin and I?
I must be losing my mind, I guess I thought about him too much yesterday.
I should get ready and go to my cafe, it'll help me take my mind off him and matters related to him.
I looked outside the window, it's already very bright outside and I couldn't help but panic, thinking I've overslept.
Without wasting time, I reached for my alarm clock which was sitting on the nightstand and released a long sigh of relief.
"It's just 06:23am" I whispered to myself and placed the alarm clock back on the nightstand.
My stomach suddenly growled, then I remembered I had actually skipped dinner last night and I sprang out of bed. I headed towards the door to get something to eat.
A sweet aroma of pancakes whiffed past my nostrils as I approached the staircase, which made my mouth watered and I started taking the steps two at a time.
"Mrs Madison, we're having pancakes for breakfast today?" I asked rushing towards the kitchen.
There wasn't any response from her and I assumed she didn't hear me, which made me hastened my pace but I slowed down when I saw Mrs Madison just coming in, with her bags containing her uniform.
"You're just coming, Mrs Madison?" I asked, as if it wasn't obvious enough.
"Yes"
"Huh?"
I looked towards the kitchen where the sweet aroma was still coming from, wondering who's inside the kitchen since Mrs Madison is here.
"Mr Bieber called me yesterday and said I can come to work anytime" she said.
My eyes grew wide. So it wasn't a dream, Justin's back and we had hot sèx last night.
A short scene from last night quickly replayed in my mind, I grinned widely and blushed very hard, but quickly frown when I recalled our argument and the reason I cried myself to sleep.
"Good morning, my Queen" Justin greeted from the door of the kitchen.
My eyes shortly trailed his body, stylishly checking him out and my jaw dropped at what I saw. He tied an apron around his waist, he wore a white see through shirt and his muscles bulged out.
I bite my lower lip and gulped, it's been long since I last woke up to a beautiful view as this, I couldn't help but drool over him.
What are you doing, Steffany? Have you forgotten you're mad at him? I mentally cautioned myself.
"Breakfast is ready, go freshen up and come down to join me" he said, Mrs Madison has silently excused herself already.
"What are you still doing here? Aren't you gonna go to your home?" I asked grumpily.
He smiled.
"This is my home, home is wherever you are" he said.
He's got a sugarcoat tongue, but unfortunately it's not gonna help him this time.
"Leave after breakfast" I told him strictly.
"Does that mean you're having breakfast with me?" he asked.
I looked at the plate of pancakes in his hand, my lips suddenly felt dry and my mouth opened slightly, I felt like snatching the pancakes from him and shove them down my throat.
But I composed myself.
"I'm not eating breakfast cooked by you, you don't trust me, likewise I don't trust you too"
"Come on, I... "
"You can't buy me off by whispering sweet words in my ear or cooking good food for me, you have the divorce papers, sign them before I get back from my cafe today"
He closed his eyes.
"Can we stop talking about the divorce?"
"No, not until you're ready to let me in, not until you're ready to let me know who you really are!"
My eyes settled on the pancakes again, I couldn't resist the temptation this time so i snatched a few pancakes from the plate, then rushed back to our room to get ready for work.
I heard him sigh frustratingly, but I didn't turn back.
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THIRD PERSON'S pov.
>>Ken's Mansion<<
Ken was whisking some eggs when the doorbell rang, he almost dropped the plate of eggs from shock(-not really shock because his mind was occupied and he just got an unknown visitor) but managed to catch and steady the plate on the counter in time.
He washed his hands and wiped it with a small towel, before going to get the door.
"Surprise!!" Pamela squealed immediately he opened the door.
Ken placed his hand on his chest and exhaled in relief, to show he's truly surprised and wasn't expecting to see Pamela at his doorstep so early at his door.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, making way for her to come in.
"I brought you breakfast" she replied.
"Breakfast?" he asked again.
"Yeah" she dropped her bag on the table. "I promised to show you the best of me, and I'll start by cooking your meals; breakfast, lunch and dinner" she said waving a food flask..
Ken simply stared at her smiling face with a surprised expression, like he couldn't believe what he's seeing.