Chapter 50

50 AWAY

SEB

It’s almost dinner when we arrive at the beach house. I show her the rest of the house, and the last one I take her to is the second-floor terrace.

“Oh, my god. It’s beautiful here. I mean, it’s paradise. How did you even find this place? Who’s crazy selling this beautiful beach house?”

I wrap my arms around her. “I take it that you like this.”

She leans her body on me. “I love this. I wish I could stay there for more than just a weekend. Thank you for taking me here.”

I kiss her neck. “Baby, I wouldn’t be here without you. You brought me here, my love. You’re the reason why I’m here with the woman I wanna spend my life with. Remember the client I told you from overseas?”

She nods. “He owned this beach house. He sold his house when he moved to Canada after marrying a Canadian. I thought you’d like it. This is yours, baby.” I fish out the key from my pocket and hand it to her.

She faces me, her gorgeous eyes widen. “What do you mean this is mine, Sebastian?”

“Advance happy birthday, Abbygail Hughes.” I kiss her lips, and her smile widens before she throws herself to me.

“You bought me a beach house for my birthday? Who does that?” She laughs. I cup her face. Jesus, my woman is so emotional lately.

“Thank you, babe. You love me that much, huh?”

I wipe her tears. “You have no idea how much I love you, haven’t you? I told you I would give you the world because you’re my life Abbygail. I’m happy when you are. My only duty as your husband, best friend, and a lover is to make you happy.”

She hugs me again. “Thank you. I love you so much if even you won’t shower me with gifts like this. I still love you.”

After dinner, we decide to call it a night. But the night won’t end without pussy eating and cock sucking and a few orgasms. I wake up in the middle of the night to find Abby’s not in our bed. As paranoid as I am, I get up and search for Abby, only to find her in the kitchen, eating ice cream from the tub. She’s been craving for ice cream, and never a day ends without me noticing her eating ice cream in any flavor.

She doesn’t notice me watching her from the door. When she’s done, she puts the tub back to the freezer and puts the spoon in the dishwasher. When she sees me in the door, she startles with her hand pressed against her chest.

“You left me alone for ice cream? You’re eating a lot of ice cream these days. I wonder why are you still not gaining an ounce of fat.”

She drinks water then comes to me.

“Sorry, babe. I woke up to pee, then my stomach grumbled. So I found ice cream, then the rest you saw it. How long have you been watching me?”

I hug her, cup her ass, carry her back to our room. I place her on to our bed like a China doll. “I take back what I said earlier. You gained weight, baby. You’re heavier than before.”

She scowls. “Are you telling me now that I’m fat?”

I smile. “Abbygail, either you’re fat or thin, nothing’s gonna change my love for you. You’re still the most beautiful, sexy, and hot woman I’ve ever seen. Eat whatever you want as long as it won’t poison you.”

She lies down in my arms and wraps her legs around mine. “Night, babe.”

I look down at her. “Really, ice cream makes you sleepy?”

She sighs. “Hmmm.” Then she sleeps. Strange.

I wake up to the sound of puke, and Abby is not in bed. Fuck!

That must be the ice cream she ate last night. I run to the bathroom and find her on the toilet bowl. I hold her hair away from her face, and she gestures her hand that she’s fine. I take a glass, fill with water, and give it to her.

When she’s done puking, she washes her face, gargles, and brushes her teeth. She looks not well, then she goes back to bed.

“I’m fine, babe. That must be the ice cream I ate last night.”

I touch her forehead, thank God, she is not hot. “Can I get you something to drink?”

She shakes her head.

“Do you want me to call a doctor?”

She freezes before shakes her head. “Babe, I said I’m fine.” She lies down on her side and sleeps again.

Abby sleeps almost half of the day. I’m preparing lunch when she emerges in the kitchen.

“Good timing, my love. Lunch is almost ready. Sit in there and just be pretty. How do you feel?”

She comes to me and hugs me from my back. “I’m sorry. I slept for too long. I’ll do the cleaning after lunch, okay? I’m a bad wife. Can’t feed her husband.”

I chuckle. “You’ll burn down the whole kitchen. No, thank you. How are you feeling, by the way?”

She’s still on my back. “I’m feeling great. What’s the plan for today?”

I face her. “We can swim at the beach, suntan, or jet ski, or skinny- dip in the pool, then later at night, bonfire and make some s’more.”

She smiles. “Great. Let’s have lunch then.”

She’s a fast learner. Since she knows how to swim, I let her ride on the jet ski alone. We spend an hour chasing each other, then after that, she spreads a blanket on the sun, and lets me apply sunscreen lotion on her again.

“I won’t wear this suit again. It’s barely covering my ass and my front. I can’t use this in public.” She’s complaining while I’m having a hard-on.

“I won’t let you wear this when someone is around. Since it’s just the two of us, I wouldn’t mind besides you’re giving my cock a hard time behaving.”

She looks at me, down to my crotch, and she smiles. “That’s what he got for letting me wear this. Now don’t complain.”

“I could fuck you here, you know. This is private property. No one would see us.”

She wrinkles her nose. “Sounds tempting, but I won’t let you fuck me here. We can go skinny dipping now if you want. We have more privacy in the pool, and maybe you can fuck me there.” She winks at me.

We strip our clothes then get into the pool. Jesus, she is so damn hot naked in the middle of the day. With her perfect tits with her pink nipples, my cock is in the full-mast. Her bare pussy that I ate many times makes me salivate and want to eat again. I want to mark her ger gorgeous round ass with my bare hands.

She notices my cock inside the pool. “Really? Are you mind-fucking me, Sebastian?”

I give her an innocent smile and shrug. “Why would I do that if I can fuck you anytime?”

She swims away from me. “I don’t know, babe. Tell me.” She’s standing in her naked glory, the water dripping down from her neck down to her perfect tits.

I take a deep breath. “Abby, stop teasing me.”

She swims until she reaches the end of the pool, sits on the edge, runs her hair by her fingers away from her face. She’s beyond gorgeous. I swim towards her and grab her legs when I get close to her.

“Come here, temptress. You don’t have to seduce me. I’m already seduced the first time I saw you. I want to fuck you here.”

She smirks. Jesus.

“Thought you could hold it longer. How would you like to fuck me, Sebastian?” She’s already standing in the pool.

“Not long when you’re the only most beautiful I can see.” I dip inside the water until I get in between her legs. I let her thighs around my shoulders. I wrap my arms around her thighs so that she won’t fall, and her pussy on my mouth. She yelps in surprise.

I eat her pussy with my mouth without mercy. She grips my hair as I suck her clit and fuck her pussy with my tongue.

“God, Sebastian!” She pushes her pussy into my mouth, and she’s coming as quickly as I anticipated.

I groan when she shouts my name. I put her down the water, still catching her breath, and her cheeks are still rosy. I guide her to the end of the pool.

“hold onto the edge of the pool baby, and let me take you from behind.” She does as I told her to. In one fluid motion, I thrust my cock inside her pussy, press my finger on her clit, and I move it in a circular motion.

She pushes her ass back to me. I grab her tits and roll her nipples, I lean closer to her and bite her shoulder.

“Oh, God, I’m coming.” I know she’s close, and so do I—I can feel her clenching my cock. One hard thrust, we come together.

We end up at the seashore with a bonfire. After making s’mores, we ate together, made out, and I let her sit on my lap.

“I love your hair, babe. Don’t you dare cut it,” she says while I’m sucking her neck.

“I know how much you love my hair. You grab it, grip it, pull it while I’m eating your pussy.”

She giggles, kissing my head. “You make it sounds so dirty. Are we living tomorrow?”

I sigh when she asks. “Yeah. We can’t stay here long. I have a few business meetings, and I have to travel for a day. I’ll be back on Tuesday night. You can come with me if you want.” I look at her, and she looks sad.

“Nah. I’ll stay with Dad. I think he’d be home.”

I close my eyes. “Are you sure? I always want you with me.”

She smiles but doesn’t reach her eyes. “I’m sure. I missed Dad. I want to see him and have dinner with him.”

I nod. “Okay.”

We drive back to my penthouse. Abby must be so exhausted she that sleeps most of our ride. I have to carry her to our room. I inform Mike that Abby is going to stay with him while I’m traveling. I don’t bother Abby, and she sleeps soundly until morning.

She pukes again and doesn’t want to eat anything even I offer her breakfast. I start to worry. I’m torn between canceling my business trip. When I tell her, she’s pissed. She takes an antiemetic to relieve it.

She’s been sleeping most of the time and very sensitive too. I want to suggest to see her therapist since she doesn’t want to share what’s going on with her, but I don’t want to upset her more. I know, and I can feel it that there’s something she’s not telling me. If it’s about that incident, she seems to have moved on since Tennings is locked up. I won’t stop until I figure this out. It’s been bothering me since last week. It makes me worry more when I remember the cause of her mom’s death.