Second thoughts
(Shania)
I didn't know why I decided to see SM after a while, but so many things were happening and I needed someone to listen to me. He guided me to the living room and brought me some chilled water.
"How do you feel?" He asked as he sat on the armrest close to me, I took a sip of water before answering.
"Nothing…just…" it was hard to explain why I felt like this. But having Madeline act like a good mother now made me recall so many things I hated remembering.
"If something is bothering you…feel free to tell me," he muttered and placed his hand on my shoulder. I felt relaxed, something I never felt often unless it was Christian. However, I didn't wish to see Christian.
"Don't you hate me. I stopped seeing you?" I asked glancing up to look at him, I was dying to see his eyes but that was impossible. He seemed to be thinking because he shifted on the armrest before giving me a reply.
"Never, I know you are an independent woman…I can never force you to do what you don't want," he whispered, there was this tone in his voice that I found relaxing. I hated how I was like this. So indecisive.
"I don't know what's happening to me…I want so many things I can't have," it was too much for me, all I wanted was to have a peaceful life. But that was out of the question.
"You can have what you want…just make a decision and have it," he murmured while creasing my hair, if only he knew what I wanted.
"I want him…I don't know why I feel like this, but my entire being craves him." I said as tears fell down my face, I couldn't hold myself from confessing what was in my heart to him. He was the only one who listened to me.
"Do you mean…"
"My stepbrother," I replied, for the first time I said this and it sounded wrong. I wished we had no relationship. I wished Madeline didn't marry Christian's father.
"Why do you think it's impossible to have him?" He asked and I glanced up short of words. He was caressing my neck and it felt nice, I didn't want to do this but his touch made me restless. Was this normal? I rested my head on his lap and let him run his hands through my hair.
"I…I just can't…" I whispered and closed my eyes, I hated how things turned out. I hated how I was so attracted to Christian and wanted more of him each day.
"I'm here when you need me…just say the word," he said and made me sit up. I noticed the soft tone in his voice, he walked around and went on his knees. I glanced up and felt strange.
"Do you want me…" he asked while tugging at my dress. I knew where this was going, the silence in the room and only my breathing gave me anxiety.
"Let me take care of you," he whispered and caressed my face. I knew what he wanted. But something in me didn't comply.
"I'm sorry, I can't do it…do you mind if I can sleep here?" I said pushing his hand away, as much as I wanted to forget a few things. I couldn't find the meaning to let him do anything intimate with me.
"Sure…come this way," he said and turned away right away. I saw the disappointment in his posture. I didn't mean to bring my problems to him.
He led me upstairs to the guest room. It was nice and smelled like new furniture. I guessed he hadn't used the room before. Everything was new and the bed was neatly spread.
"Make yourself comfortable," he said, showing me the bed. I hesitated to move. I hugged myself and scanned the room.
"You can hold me, "I stammered the words out, not sure if it was a good idea. Either way, we could hold hands.
"Are you sure? I thought you were staying loyal to him," he said obviously with a scoff,
"There's no harm in it," I said hesitantly while tripping off my coat. He let out a chuckle amused by my words.
"I'd rather not but if you insist, I don't mind," he said and walked to the other side of the bed. I smiled and took the right side. I exhaled in relief, already I felt so relaxed.
We slept in the same bed and he held me in his arms. How I wished he would take off his mask so I could see him, but no.
While Shania was thinking about her complicated life. The man holding her in his arms was restless. Christian knew it was a bad idea to keep seeing Shania as SM. At this point, she knew every inch of his body. Probably his scent, even if he had used countless perfumes to mask his usual scent. He still feared she would find him out
('What have I gotten myself into,") he was damned to keep his SM character. He could as well tell Shania who he was, but then again he was afraid of her reaction. She trusted SM more than anything. Just then he wanted to try getting intimate with her but she refused.
This meant she truly had feelings for him as a Christian. Thinking about that, Christian's lips quivered upwards into a smile. For the first time, he felt relaxed having Shania in his arms
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While Shania was thinking she had gotten away from Christian. Isabella was having the punishment of her life, having two men pleasuring her nonstop. She was spread on the bed completely naked. Shawn took her lower part while Kenny was fondling her breasts while stroking himself. The moans of the three erupted in the room giving a sensational scenery.
"Oh fuck baby, harder…ah!" Isabella cried out when Shawn thrust into her harder and faster. Her body trembled in need as she gripped the sheets tightly.
"So sexy…brother, pleasure her," Kenny said while he watched Shawn fuck their woman. Just watching Shawn naked and buried deep in Isabella's tight pussy made him grab his cock and stroked it.
"That it sweetie…take him in…spread these pretty legs for him," Kenny coaxed as he massaged Isabella's breasts, pinching her swollen nipples which drove her insane. Shawn on the other hand kept his pace as he pounded fast and harder, he couldn't get enough and hearing Isabella shouting his name made him even horny.
"My turn," Kenny said when Shawn withdrew before Isabella could even come, Kenny took his position while Shawn took her right side.
"Are you comfortable?" Shawn asked when he noticed how Isabella was still whimpering. Her body was drenched in sweat.
"Yes…I'm okay," Isabella answered and watched as Kenny wore his condom. One of the rules. The guys were not allowed to have sex with her without protection.
"Damn, so fucking tight," Kenny groaned as he entered her, Shawn watched as his brother fucked Isabella. He couldn't take it.
"Baby girl, can you take two," Shawn asked lowering himself to kiss Isabella. Out of ecstasy, Isabella nodded. She couldn't take it anymore.
"Just a little," Kenny and Shawn adjusted her comfortably until Shawn entered her anal opening, Isabella whimpered at how full she was. Shawn was behind her while Kenny was in front. The bed seemed too small for them but the two men were tactful. They knew just how to give it to her.
After what seemed like hours, Isabella was now calm, Shawn and Kenny helped her take a shower. And she decided to cook something. Since Kenny was weak, he decided to sleep.
"Is something on my face?" Isabella asked when she noticed how Shawn was staring at her. His gaze was rather strange.
"Just admiring your beauty," he chuckled and averted his eyes. Isabella felt her cheeks burning when she concentrated on making dinner.
"Tell me…do you ever wish to be…with a woman alone?" Isabella asked and glanced up. Her question seemed to have triggered something in Shawn because he stared at her for an amount of time.
"No," he replied faintly, Isabella nodded and handed him some pasta to taste. It was late, she thought it would be a good idea to cook something.
"My bad," she said after a while. Shawn stared at the food and then looked up.
"If you could choose…who is more qualified?" Shawn asked startling Isabella. She understood his question but it was hard to answer.
"You mean…"
"Never mind…it's a silly question," Shawn smiled faintly and focused his eyes on the food. Isabella stared at him for a while. She noticed during their lovemaking. He was different. Something seemed to be wrong with Shawn.
On the other hand, Shawn was trying to scold himself for being selfish. He and Kenny did things together, either be it sharing a woman. But why was he feeling like this… he didn't want to share.
