The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 194

~Tamia~

Sylvester entered the room in the night. Normally I would be mad, but I knew something was off. All the men missed family time.

Avery complained bitterly that Marcel had just left her to attend to matters. She wasn't mad, but she was worried.

Linda and I were a bit excited because it meant we would have something to do, but Avery wasn't.

Linda and I knew she was pregnant, but we kept quiet until she told us. I guess Marcel and Avery were waiting for the right moment. I have learnt that there isn't ever a right moment.

" Darling," I said, sitting up, and Sylvester stood by the bathroom door and sighed. He removed his shirt, and I knew he wanted to shower.

"You want to shower?" I asked him, and he nodded.

" Join me," He said, and I beamed at him.

He entered the bathroom, and I followed behind. I stripped down my clothes and got into the shower with him.

He pulled me into his arms under the running water and held me warmly, then kissed his mark on my neck. I wrapped my arms around him to hold him.

"Darling, is everything alright?" I asked him, a bit worried.

"I will tell you about it," he said, pulling away.

He stared at me briefly, then caressed my cheek gently with his palm.

"I missed family time today. Are you going to punish me for it, Green-eyes?" He teased, and I was wet immediately.

He knew I couldn't punish him, but I will try as long as impatient Kaira did not take over.

I doubted the situation we were in would allow me to hold back. He looked hot under the running water, and I wanted a piece of him.

I was about to reply when he crashed his lips on mine and kissed me hungrily.

He pulled me to his body and squeezed my butt cheeks with his hands. I loved the feeling, and I wanted him to do more.

Sylvester travelled with his lips to my neck. Kissing me and living trails of hickeys.

I felt the water from the shower reduce, and I knew he had turned it down a bit.

He breathed into my ear gently, and I had goosebumps all over.

"Sylvester," I moaned, and he turned our position until my back was against the wall.

He squatted, spreading my legs apart. I balanced myself by hanging a leg over his shoulder while he went to work.

The warm water beat my skin gently while he worked on my clit with his masterful tongue.

I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to handle the pleasure flow as it coursed through my veins, taking me places.

I closed my eyes and relished the feeling.

I grabbed onto his hair because he had no mercy at all.

"Sylvester," I moaned, and he growled in response.

My body began to move independently until my orgasm erupted, and I began to shake.

He did not stop. My moans got louder, my walls clenching fast, wanting him inside me.

He stopped and stood up.

I wrapped my legs around him with my back still against the wall, and he buried himself into me and began to pump.

He was a beast under the shower, and I loved it.

I dug my nails into his back to handle my pleasure. He liked it and pumped faster.

He kept moving at the right pace, hitting the right spot and taking me closer and closer to my climax until I came, and then he stilled inside me, and I felt him pulsate in me while he groaned from the intensity of his release.

Gradually he let me down, and I giggled, feeling fully satisfied.

We washed each other and returned to the room.

We did not dress up.