Chapter 193: Chapter 193

Chapter 193

~An eye for an eye~

“Hmmm,” Brian let a breath of relief and satisfaction, watching as the last droplets of his sperm showered upon her clitoris and thighs.

Ella’s breath whistled as her teeth clenched in anger and brow furrowed at Brain, “Why did you do that?” she queried, peering down to the stream of sperm gently trickling down her thighs.

Brian stretched to her big breasts and wanted to squeeze her nipples when she knocked off his hands.

“Answer me, Brian why did you do that?” she queried yet further, feeling aroused as his balls rubbed on her clitoris once he stretched to peck her on the cheek. She knew Brian wanted to ignore the question by all means so when he stretched across to peck her yet again, she held his mouth and asked, “Didn’t you get my question?” she shot her frown at him.

“What!” Brian snapped and lay beside her since she wouldn’t want to be pecked,

“Why didn’t you release in me?” her voice wasn’t sounding friendly now, “This is the second time you would fuck me and pour your sperm on my thighs. What are you up to, boy?” she questioned impatiently.

At the time Brian was rubbing on his hairy chest with one hand while the other hand stroked his penis. He wanted to give her the cold shoulder but when he couldn’t bear it any more, he was forced to say, “Let’s break up.” He had his stare at the ceiling when he said that, and he believed it sounded twice in Ella’s ears, because she suddenly went cold. “Did you hear me?” Brian asked, casting a mean stare at her drawn, disturbed face.

“Why did you say that?” he voice was as calm as the landing of a feather. She sat up, and almost peered into his face. She hadn’t heard that statement before and if she had heard it before, it didn’t sound as threatening as the one from Brain. “Talk to me, Brian,” she snapped and shook him on the shoulder when he wouldn’t utter a word to her.

Brian sat up too, “I am sick and tired of you pestering my life. Why would you want me to get you pregnant by all means? Aren’t you enjoying the way we are? At least I fuck you to orgasm and you squirt most times, that is enough. I protect you, show you love, keep my head up for you. I can’t do more than that, Ok.”

Once she heard that, she winked, folded her arms and sighed, “All of a sudden you have changed, ever since the arrival of your father. You no longer release in my pussy. Something you used to do when we first met. If I didn’t get pregnant then what makes you feel I am going to get pregnant now,” she sounded.

Brian shook his head, “Can you listen to yourself. All along I have been fucking you with condom, so I am free to release in your pussy. But lately, I have been fucking you skin-to skin, I can’t risk getting you pregnant at this critical time. It doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want you pregnant. Remember we shouldn’t even be seen together, especially now my father is around to investigate the murder of your husband, my cousin. I don’t need to keep reminding you that we murdered him. A sin that would stick to us forever. We agreed to stay apart until my father returns to California but your hot pussy and love for sex would never let me be. These past days you have flooded my phone with countless messages, most of which my father almost saw. I don’t know what is wrong with you! You are making me regret all I have done for you!” he raised his voice at her. He didn’t want to do that but Ella was already dragging him up the wall- angry. “Can’t you keep to yourself this few months my father would be around?”

“Fuck you, Brian for raising your voice at me!” she barked, poking Brian in the face, using her short finger. “You regret all you have done for me? You can go ahead and regret it. I never told you to kill my husband, did I?”

Brian’s cheeks sagged in shock as he threw an irritating star at Ella, while she wagged her mouth. “Did that just come from you?” he asked her and she kept her silence, “No did I just hear you say that? Ok now you are putting the blame on me. After all I did for you, fought for you just to protect you from that mentally deranged husband of yours and all you could tell me is…”He was interrupted by her.

“You have started using everything against me, because I revealed to you last week I have sex as my weakness is that why you are using it to rub on me. I love sex. I can’t control my sexual urge. I can fuck all day without eating and resting. Sex gives me joy. A day without hot fuck is like December without Christmas, it is like pronouncing pussy without calling C. Sex is my weakness so you better get that into your skull. You shouldn’t be using it against me. I have every right to tell you anything right now because your character of recent is beginning to get me pissed off.”

“Fuck you, dirty pussy!” Brian snapped and punched into the bed madly.

In response she shouted at him too. “Fuck you, murderer! Fuck you!” she shouted even louder into his face, pushing him on the chest, “I dare you to do your worst. Or are you going to kill me the same way you killed my husband?”

Brian stood out of the bed, grabbed his trousers and sleeves shirt and started squeezing into them, “Now I know who you really are. I should have allowed that insane man that calls himself your husband to skin you to death like a bitch that you are. Now I am the murderer right?” he barked, flinting his eyes at her and pointing at her in hatred.

“Go to hell, Brian. If you hadn’t come to my rescue, I would have rescued myself without having to murder him. You are in for the troubles not me. Asshole.”

“I hate you and I regret sacrificing almost my life for you. How am I even sure you didn’t murder your first husband, Khally and you lied he drowned in the river! You are evil and I would never have anything to do with you anymore! Today marks the end of us! I can’t even wait for the cops to catch up with us because you don’t deserve any good. You dirty slimy, slack pussy.”

An eye for an eye, Brian. Go to hell, OK. Go to hell on my behalf. You don’t want to have anything to do with me fine, go to hell. Since you believe I killed Khally, my first husband, go to hell with fuel. I will be fine without you. Do you understand?…” she broke down in tears. “I don’t want to ever see you again in my life and after life…” she couldn’t complete her words as tears and wailing took over her.

“Oh save me the crocodile tears, you swine!” Brian cursed.

The door slammed - Brian had gone…