Chapter 90: Chapter 90

Chapter 90 May this continue in marriage

“Ah – oh gosh…” she gritted her teeth and bewailed at the top of her voice, writhed in pleasurable ecstasy and wriggled her body like a snake that got a machete cut. She kept wriggling her body until Ken caught hold of her waist, lifted her to his shoulder, took her out of the bed, walked to the wall opposite, pinned her on the wall like a work of art, and devoured from her thick lips to her neck and right from her neck to her stiffened pair of breasts that were bigger from arouse.

“I missed you so much,” ken said in one breath and squatted to her thick, I-need-it thighs.

“I miss –“ she couldn’t complete those words, “Oh damn,” she moaned, hissing and gnashing her teeth, “o –oops,” she moaned yet further wriggling her body on the wall and pushing his head harder into her clitoris.

Ken busied his lips with the gentle stroke of cunnilingus . He freed his mouth from between her legs and pulled up to her, gasping into her face.

“Why did you stop?” she queried, struggling to catch her breath and snorting heavily as their eyes locked.

“I just want to use this opportunity to ask for the perfection of your forgiveness. I never intended to go away all night,” he said, holding sweating face with splotches of red.

Mrs. Fanny rolled her eyes from reserved satisfaction. She was quiet as light, as she listened and frowned impatiently.

“I promise to love and protect you, also to be there whenever you need me, “he said.

She whispered into his face, “I have forgiven you, angel’s poop. Promise never to lie to me, that is all I need,” she pled panting into his face.

“I promise to shower you with honesty hence forth,” he said, and knew that within himself more and more lies were oncoming as thought of the previous night still hung on his mind; after Jacy had slid out the condom latex to his face; he wanted to pull away from her when she squatted to his zipper, knelt to him, held his buttocks and had all of him in her mouth. How he spent the remaining hours pounding and burrowing his libido into his mistress was what he couldn’t explain. But he had heard jacy whispering into his ears praises of his strength and her desire to be called his wife, also he recalled vividly he left her naked and heavily asleep at dawn with a written note that said: About the marriage never you dream of it.

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“But right now I want you to shower me with your stubborn libido,” she begged, rolled her eyes lustfully, smacking her lips with her tongue and opened her mouth, shaking her head across the wall. “Oh Ken you won’t cripple me,: she murmured , shut her eyes and hummed what would have been a screeching moan. At interval she stroked his hair, encouraging him to continue with the good works between her legs.

If she was asked over and over again about her intention for a male lover she would respond a perfect man—yes! To Mrs. Fanny a perfect man existed out there and she was out for perfection. She wanted a man that would tell her to stand and it would mean stand and not run; the truth. And Mr. Fanny was going to be the last dishonest man of questionable character she would ever encounter in her life. To her, Ken was young and innocent and could easily be manipulated to do her bidding; such was her thought as she shut her eyes and enjoyed the work of his lips on her clitoris.

In like manner Ken’s thought came through; he didn’t know what would befall them but he was certain about the crash of their love in no distant time. When and how it would happen was not yet known to him but he could tell the awakening of Jacy in his life was out for destruction and misery. Within his heart of hearts, he had confirmed that the two times he had Jacy had erupted a strange unavoidable blackmail from a woman that was a product of a one night stand. Running to her and getting her screwed every now and then was becoming more than an addiction, and with the little boy he had for him, the worst of heartbreak was about to befall Mrs. Fanny. He observed the features of the boy and that he resembled him—and there may be no need for the DNA test. He knew Mrs. Fanny would not understand his reason for delaying the marriage. Things had turned out against his wish and his purpose was dependant on Jacy and his child.

“If you ever lie to me I will kill you.”

Those words of Mrs. Fanny kept running in his head and he perceived she was such a woman that could spill blood for love—the very day the existence of Jacy and his child would filter to her ears, he would obviously dig his grave and fall into it before she would do anything funny. The love she had for him was maddening now and he never planned to disappoint her—but the past had ways of reappearing with evil whenever good was about to happen. Although he was not happy with the turn of events yet having knowledge of Jacy and his child was an achievement he would embrace with a hard grin— despite Jacy’s annoying character. His son, Blueeyes was cute and smart; a potential material he couldn’t deny and let slip away just like that. Mrs. Fanny world have to learn to forgive him – he never planned it that way. Maybe he shouldn’t have hosted an engagement party which announced to Jacy of his whereabouts;, maybe he should have existed as a silent, low-key lover to Mrs. Fanny. Or wedded her in the local court down the county with little or no guest and then disappeared out of town with her. But no! The past had the address of every offender so hiding was irrelevant.

Mrs. Fanny wasn’t done screaming and moaning at the top of her voice as she vibrated under him, clenching his hands unto the bed spread with her lips smacked, shutting her eyes and struggling to catch her breath. Like the end of a journey he jerked powerfully on her, firmly holding her shoulders and then her head, as he emptied all of himself into her and had a hot breath of satisfaction before his face that shone with sweat fell to her neck, as they panted and burnt each other with their warm breath. Ken still between her legs, they stuck together for what seemed to be forever.

“May this continue in marriage please Ken I beg of you,” she whispered and fed his eyes with her smiles. She expected him to be all smiles but he wasn’t…