chapter 35

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I wrapped my hands around him tight as we went back to the house.

The motorcycle ride was so thrilling that I felt a little sad when it was over when we stopped next to the porch.

I got off the bike, took off my helmet and gave it to him thinking he going to put the bike back in the storage.

But he got off , put both helmets on the bike, turned to me and grabbed my waist pulling me to him.

He immediately jumped on my lips. His hands was roaming around my back slowly massaging it. His kiss was so greedily and longing. I liked it.

He kneaded my ass before putting his hands on my thighs and carrying me up to his waist.

I parted my legs and wrapped them around his waist.

I broke the kiss then looked at him. He took a moment before opening his eyes. I kissed his forehead before hugging him tightly.

He started walking inside the house.

I held on to him tightly as I felt my body getting hot. I felt a feeling between my legs I hadn't felt before. Like my pussy was getting a heartbeat.

He put me on the bed gently as he started

kissing me again. I started squirming under him.

His hands traveled to my left boob. Without taking it out of the shirt, he kneaded it slowly.

He then buried his head on my neck and started sucking my skin there.

His hand roamed to my waist then to my hip.

The more he touched me, the hotter and

squirmier I got.

I started rubbing my right leg on his as I was starting to get impatient.

I didn't want any foreplay, maybe next time.

But I didn't know how to tell him that.

He was slowly dry humping me. My eyes closed, my mouth open, my pussy throbbing.

When was he going to put it inside?

"Sin..." That came out as a moan.

"Yes." He said while still sucking my neck. I

was sure he was leaving hickeys there.

"Please..."

"Please what?"

"Please..." I repeated.

"Please what Jennie?"

"Do I have to say it?"

"Yes you do. I want to hear you say it."

I paused for a moment trying to find the words.

"Please fuck me... Fuck me, please."

After I said that, he knelt on the bed and started working on his trousers.

I watched him impatiently as he let it fall to his knees.

Then, he got on top of me again and took my lips.

His hand on his dick as he directed it into my tunnel.

I moaned in his mouth and made it all

disappear inside me.

He then started slowly moving it and out of me.

And it felt so good. This time, it wasn't painful.

I kept moaning to his pumps, my hands slowly touching his back.

He started going faster and faster.

I broke the kiss gasping when he suddenly

rammed himself deep into me.

His pace was now very fast and hitting deep.

My eyes were closed now as i kept moaning but he didn't tell me to open them this time.

He went back to my neck and sucked it hard as he pounded in me fast.

An orgasm bursted out of me as my moans got louder.

I didn't moan in pain. I was enjoying what he was doing to me. There was certain spot he kept hitting that was driving me crazy.

He kept sucking me as he went even faster making me come again, and again.

He went deeper again, hitting that magic spot with every thrust making me come harder.

My right leg started shaking uncontrollably as I came again.

He spent 20 minutes inside me before i felt his seed shooting inside me.

Even after, he didn't immediately get himself out of me. He stayed on top of me and inside me as i was breathing heavily trying to recover.

I hugged him tightly as my right hand went to his hair and i started massaging his scalp.

After three minutes, he let go off my neck then looked at me in the eye.

He just stared at me not saying anything.

His expression looked like he was lost. Like he was fighting a thought in his head. Who knows if it was good or bad.

After a good silence of just staring at each other, "I need to work on something. I will be in the study in case you need me."

That sounded nice.

I nodded. He gave me a little kiss before

leaving.

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I knew its been at least a month since Sin

kidnapped me. I should have had my period by now.

Why hadn't it come yet?

I didn't think Sin would actually let me get

pregnant.

But also he never wore a condom or pulled out.

Could it be that I was pregnant?

No. No. He hates my family, why allow his child to be a part of it.

And besides I had irregular menses.

Sometimes, especially when I was stressed out, it would skip. And I have been stressed out this whole time.

Maybe he had contraceptives in my food?

That would be possible and making me safe.

But then I didn't eat at the cabin until the third night when he forced it down my throat. I started panicking.

I started calculating the number if hours i spent without eating, I felt relieved. It was not fully 3 days. If he was getting me to use contraceptives, it works for 72 hours so I would okay.

I knew i wasn't pregnant, my period just got irregular due to the stress. As it always did.

He wouldn't actually let me get pregnant.

Would I want to him to get me pregnant? I

would have said a big no a few days ago, but now, I don't know.

And his plans were to kill me, why have me carrying his child?

Speaking off killing me, I remembered what he said at the beach.

He had said he wanted to and was going to kill me but somehow I felt I could change his mind.

And today gave him a lot of hope.

He was smiling, he was laughing, he gave me a piggy ride, he even let me roam free as he was in his study.

He had secured the water bike in the shade though so i was not going anywhere even if i wanted to.

But I didn't.

Immediately after kissing me he always looked like he was deep in thought. I wondered what he was thinking about.

It was hard to even interpret anything with his facial expressions at that moment.

I guess my show him affection plan was working.

I wanted to show him more affection, so I decided to cook for him. It was 12 noon, lunchtime.

I went to the kitchen hoping he wasn't already there.

I didn't find him and that meant he was still at his study.

There was two fridge in the kitchen.

I opened each looking to see what to make.

I found alot of ingredients there, he had really stocked.

I looked at cabinets to see what else he had and had a dish in mind.

I decided to make fried rice and beef stew.

That was one of my favorites.

Being without no friends, I had to find hobbies and activities during my free time, alone.

One holiday, I told my parents I wanted to learn how to be good cook.

And in three days, a chef was coming home to teach me personally how to cook.

I decided to use everything I was taught and make the best meal for Sin.

I cooked them both at the same time on two burners. The beef was ready first, then the rice.

I put the food on serving pots and put them on the counter top. I took two plates and two spoons, one for me and one for sin.

I took bottles of water and arranged them too.

When I felt I was ready, i decided to go call him to eat only for him to walk in.

"Something smells good." He said looking at the food.

"I made you lunch." I said smiling at him.

"You did?"

"Yes.... Would you eat with me?"

"Yeah, I'm very curious to taste your food.."

He sat on the countertop chair and I joined him.

He served his plate and i did mine.

He took a bite and then looked at me surprised.

"Is it too salty? Too spicy?.." I asked feeling nervous.

"No actually, this is very good. Best food I have ever tasted." I blushed at that. That compliment felt a little too generous though.

"Thank you, you're a good cook too."

We kept eating in silence.

When he was done and was drinking his water, he turned to me.

"I just didn't expect princess knew how to

cook."

Again with that nickname?

Actually, it's good he said that so I could use this to dig.

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

"Calling you what?"

"Princess.... Why do you keep calling me princess?"

"Its just a name." He said trying to brush it off.

"No i don't think so. Honestly it feels like it came from somewhere. Could you please tell me?"

I looked at me silently for a few seconds before leaving back in his chair.

"You're right, it did come from somewhere. You see my left eye, your father did that to me. And when he did, he referred to himself as a king. Everytime he was ruining me in any way, he called himself a king. You are his daughter, so that makes you a princess."

His tone was very dismissive and sarcastic making me know he did not see my dad as a king at all.

My dad gave him the scar and damaged his eye?

I had a feeling.

I needed to know more.

"I'm not a princess." I said looking at him in the eye.

"But in a way you are."

"But I'm not."

"If you say so Jennie." He said shrugging.

He sat in silence again for about two minutes.

"Sin can i ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Could you please tell me how you and my dad first started feuding?.. Its just that, this looks like this its from long ago, it doesn't look recent, could you at least tell me how it all started?"

He chuckled then took a sip of his water.

"Okay Jennie, I will tell you."

I turned around in my chair facing him to give him my full attention.



(One of the moments we've been waiting for 😌😅)