Temptation

“but that’s impossible Aunt Sandra! Arianna is dead.” Henry couldn’t grasp what Sandra was saying. It was all too confusing.

“I know. But he said that was my daughter.” she sipped on her cup of coffee,

“but Sandra, do you actually believe that that is Arianna?” Jude asked a serious question here, it was so sensitive. She thought for a moment, she looked nothing like her precious angel but resembled Dirk so much.

Like that was his own blood, and the eyes of Diana pierced her so much, but she believed that her daughter was dead and nothing could change that.

“she looks nothing like Arianna," she started, thinking more about it, then her heart dampened, “but how on earth would Arianna have survived execution?” tears swelled up in her eyes but she refused to let them fall. “and if she were my daughter I would know.” the tears freely fell. Jude feeling bad handed her his handkerchief,

“Sandra forget about it.” he pushed the thoughts aside, “so how do you like my special coffee?” he grinned heavily,

“I have to say, it’s pretty good. You disgrace most women when it comes to cooking.” she praised him,

“and yourself when it comes to asking them out,” Henry murmured to himself and got a nice punch to the shoulder from his dad. He wined and rubbed his shoulder in pain, regretting he ever said that.

“well, I should be on my way. Thanks so much for the coffee Jude,” she stood up from the chair and adjusted her skirt, “be a good boy Henry.” she advised and left their midst.

“she’s a strong woman,” Jude said out loud as she left, “I wonder how she copes?” he shook his head and went back to his business.

As Sandra walked back home the thoughts wouldn’t leave her alone. Thoughts of her Arianna, and if that was really her. She’d missed her angel so much and if that were her, she would be forever grateful to the Lord for keeping her daughter safe.

Arianna’s name kept echoing in her head, she wanted to believe but how could she? It was that hard. She stopped at the entrance to the house and opened the door, the house had been so empty without her bundle of joy. Nothing seemed right anymore.

She closed the door and flipped her hair to one side, and then sighed to herself,

“old habits die hard,” she murmured. She had only herself to talk to and no one else. Probably this is how it was meant to be. But she still dearly wished for her daughter to come back. And when she comes back, she would be right here waiting for her.

“okay Rava!” Rob laughed as Rava’s tongue ravaged him, “stop! That’s enough!” she stopped and her ears drooped as his tone changed to a serious one. But as soon as his smile crept up his lips she began licking him again. Her little way of saying I love you.

Diana was busy preparing lunch for herself and Rob. Rava had already eaten her share and Rob was too distracted to help her but she had no grudges against him, she felt like a wife.

Taking care of the food and making sure he’s okay and well fed, no matter where they found themselves.

The meat roasted nicely over the fire as Rava chased him around, playfully pouncing on him each time she caught him. She smiled to herself, family thoughts filling her mind. Their kids chasing their father around and jumping on him when they catch him. She sighed dreamingly as she threw some sticks into the fire,

“what you thinking about?” he was right there in front of her, his eyes penetrating to her soul. She snaps out of it and collects herself,

“nothing. The food is almost ready." she looked at the huge piece of meat cooking over the fire.

“don’t try to change the topic. What are you thinking about?” he pressed on,

“I’m thinking of starting a family," she admitted nonchalantly, not having eye contact with him,

“with who?” his question stunned her, having a triumphant smirk on his face,

“with myself.”

“well, that’s impossible.”

She looked up at him with an ‘are you serious’ expression and he just flashed a happy smile. She rolled her eyes,

“it’ll happen.”

“So who’s going to make it happen?” he did it again. She opened her mouth to say something but instead let out a small laugh,

“you’re a pervert outside your palace.”

“and you’re not who you seem to be.” he countered,

“the meat is ready.” she quickly changed the subject and put it on a huge leaf,

“you know I love you so much Diana," he began, getting her attention, “and if you love me back, then tell me who you really are. the only thing you’ve told me is that you came from the jungle, what about your family? Friends? You never uttered a single thing about them.” his words heartfelt.

“what are you talking about? I’m me of course.” she panicked a little, “let’s just eat this thing before it gets cold or before you know who comes along.” he chuckled and they dived in.

Into a silent lunch, thoughts rumbling in their heads, too occupied with thinking, forgetting to strike a conversation. But both were content with it, sometimes nothing needed to be said. Silence did the talking and love understood it perfectly.

“Okay, would you choose rather to have a lot of money or the ability to fly.” they played this silly game as the stars sparkled evidently in the night sky.

“The ability to fly.” she smiled broadly, her hands drawing circles around his chest as she clung to him,

“why?” he asked, curious of her answer,

“so I’ll be able to swoop down and steal all your money.” her answer resulted in a laugh from him which also made her laugh,

“not if I catch you first,” he smirked and turned his head to look at her face,

“Okay my turn,” she thought for a while, “would you rather choose to be in a room full of naked women or only screw one woman for the rest of your life?” her grin evident. He laughed and thought about it,

“I’ll stick with one woman.” she laughed at his answer,

“and here comes righteous Rob!” she mocked and laughed more. He smirked,

“only if that woman is you.” she went silent then burst out laughing again,

“I take it back. Lecherous Rob is your new name!” she laughed on,

“I can never satisfy you.” he shook his head jokingly in disappointment. She sits up to look at his face from a view,

“why do you say that?” a smile crept up her lips,

“because you’re a woman. And no man can ever satisfy a woman, no matter how hard they try. Even if we shoot you gals with our gun-blade, y’all just gonna come back up like ya have spare lives. Worst of all, bonus power-ups!” laughter burst out of her mouth and she buried her head in his chest, still laughing hysterically, not able to stop.

“you’re so funny!!!” she coughed out in between the laughs,

“sometimes I don’t know why I still have my fuck-stick if I know you’re not gonna let me fuck you!” she continued to laugh, this time, pointing her index finger at him. She falls to the ground beside him,

“there’s a reason why I say that." she wipes some tears from her eyes,

“yeah I know because you aren’t ready. Don’t worry I so understand!" he pouted and she ridiculed him with her laugh, “you know, fuck that! I want it now! Give it to me!” he grabs her playfully and she struggles for freedom in her state of uncontrollable giggles.

She breaks free and crawls away from him but he gets up and grabs her by the leg,

“no!!” she screams a defiant ‘no’ and shakes her leg violently to release it from his grip. She fails and stops struggling, he turns her onto her back and settles himself in between her legs, “no Rob!! Bad Rob!!” she screamed and laughed simultaneously as she pushed his head back.

“if you don’t let me kiss you, I’ll lick your pussy.” he proposed.

“fine!” she pouted and gave him a quick and short peck on his lips.

He gave a lusty moan and went straight to her lips, sucking and biting it as he slowly lowered himself on her relatively small body. She broke the kiss and began laughing for no reason,

“don’t start this Diana.” he forced a kiss on her lips, muffling her laughter but it only made her laugh more. She broke the kiss again and began dodging his lips, “why are you so naughty tonight?!” he asked her and the universe as she blew raspberries at him.

He saw this as an opportunity and captured her tongue, sucking it hard, receiving a loud moan from her. He broke it to look into her eyes, her eyes glowing mischief, she was acting like a kid tonight for a reason not know to him.

She rolled on top of him, feeling all giddy. She flipped her hair to one side and licked her lips seductively, she was obviously ready for it but was saying the opposite just to tick him off.

He tried reaching for her breast but she fought his hands for that, giggling in the process,

“stop!” she orders him with a smile and he stops immediately. He drops his hands and sulks, “you’re the one who’s being naughty!" she adjusts her bra strap and takes her time to adjust her hair.

His eyes dart around and he grabs her mountains quickly, groping them and not letting them go. She struggled with removing his hands but when a man has a grip on something he likes, it’s hard for him to let go.

She slowly lost her strength as he moved them in a circular motion, making her brain go round and round. Her hands fall to his chest as she let out soft, lusty moans.

She instinctively unhooked her bra and let his palms feast on her bare flesh, her tits as hard as erasers because of his groping.

She slowly rocks to the rhythm, grinding on his crotch, making it erect and ready for fuck. She ground faster, loving the feel of his gun-blade moving against her dripping pussy. But her panties, the wall, blocking her from reaching maximum pleasure.

She moans as he pinched her nipples, and she moaned louder as he moved her mounds faster. She begins humping him as she couldn’t take it anymore, she wanted to fuck.

He had a devilish smirk on, he had broken her mind but she was built up sexually. She wanted his shaft, and now.

She raised her mini skirt to remove her soaked undies and get down to business but he stopped her,

“don’t rush it Diana. The time isn’t right yet.” she almost ran mad after hearing those words come out from his mouth. After breaking her brain and arousing her to the point of no return, he’s here saying the time isn’t right? He’s a fucker.

She looks at his erect stick-shift, that thing must be long to reach that height through his trousers. And that’s the thing that aroused her most. She whimpered as he slowly released his grip from her breast and settled her on the ground, he stood up and dusted himself.

He looked at his massive boner and the wet spot it had made, too bad but it was worth punishing her.

She hugged him from behind, taking in his manly scent. She retracted from him, not knowing why she did that. He turned around and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, making her giggle.

“go get something for me to eat please.” he placed a kiss on her lips again,

“would fruits do?” she licked her lips to savor his taste,

“yes they would.” he kissed her naughtily and played with her ass, slapping it and bouncing it was his favorite part.

“don’t go anywhere,” she warned him and went to get the fruits. He smiled to himself, that was the woman he was going to marry and start a family with.

His eyes never left her as she gathered fruits in her arms for him, but something still intrigued him, and that was why she wanted him dead.

He still hadn’t been able to solve that hanging mystery, but one day he will, right now, he should just enjoy the pampering of his soon-to-be wife.