Found out

Hunching over her, Christian teased and caressed Shania's folds. Parting her pussy lips and playing with her clit until he felt her hips rising tentatively against his hand.

“I want to be inside you,” he whispered, kissing the side of her neck. “I want to go deep into your body… I’ll be so gentle, baby…let me turn you over, and…damn, you’re so lovely…” He murmured in between kisses and pressed her on her back and settled between her widespread thighs, his whisper becoming frayed and unsteady.

“Ace,” Shania's loud cry erupted in the room followed by a canopy of the wind flapping the curtains rhythmically.

“Touch me, baby…” Christian demanded desperately as he sucked in a quick breath and her fingers curved gently around the hard length of his cock.

“Damn it, baby,” he hissed as Shania stroked him hesitantly, his breath quickening so that the caress gave him pleasure. His eyes closed, the thick lashes trembling slightly against his cheeks, his lips parting from the force of his sharp respirations. Shania knew how the man was so turned on. He quickly slapped her hand away and entered in one slide

“Ahh!” Shania's hands grasped his arms and widened her hips, so she could take him all in.

“Yes…oh…yes,” she let out moans when Christian continued pounding inside her. Rocking her hips in unison with Christian's pace. Made cold sweat drip down her face. The man was destroying her waist. Digging his nails in her flesh. Shania's voice became hoarse.

It took a while for her and Christian to get over the edge. The feeling was indescribable. So intoxicating that both stayed in each other's embrace without moving. Christian was on top of Shania, resting his head on her chest.

“What is this place?” Shania asked hoarsely, and a half-sleeping Christian opened his eyes lazily.

“My house?” The man whispered and snuggled even more to her. He would rather not move, and making love to Shania rendered him useless.

“When did you get a house?” Shania asked, trying to know the villa they came to. She had never been here before.

“Always, but…” Christian started but paused. Of course, how was he to explain the fact that he abandoned his house the day he found out Shania was going to live at the Kingston mansion?

“Did you move in because…” Shania could even finish the sentence when she realized something.

“Let me get us a drink,” Christian said and moved off her. Shania nodded and dragged the surrounding sheets. She watched as the man left the bed. His hair was all messy. Either way, he still looked edible. It was rare to see Christian so calm. Shania focused on studying the room. The door opened and closed

“Just great,” she muttered and ran her hands through her hair. Whatever it was, she sat silently while waiting for Christian. It was a relaxing night. After a while, the door opened and Christian walked in. Seeing what he was holding. Shania was amused.

“Ace, is…the wine necessary?” Shania asked in between chuckles as soon as Christian entered the room holding a bottle of wine and two glasses

“Well, sweetheart…let's find out,” the man said with a smirk and slowly approached the bed like some predator. She saw how engorged his dick was. He was only in his boxers and shirtless.

“This is a bad idea,” Shania remarked, trying, certainly, to keep still. The fact that Christian was taking his time getting into action made her feel nervous and honey.

“My horny, baby…do you really…one some?” The man murmured as he traced his finger from her toes up her leg.

“N-no…but…ah!” A loud cry escaped Shania's throat. She could hardly keep her legs together, and when Christian reached her thighs. She grasped the sheets tightly. Christian smirked, seeing how sensitive she was. He stopped only to earn a whine from the woman. Her blurry eyes opened and met with Christian's lazy gaze.

“Why…did you bring me here,” Shania asked and adjusted herself upright. Christian nodded and climbed off the bed. Shania watched the man moving around naked. It was hard to pretend she didn't like Christian.

“I need some time with you…alone,” the man said, followed by a long sigh. Shania saw a flicker of worry in his eyes. Whatever she was feeling for Christian, it was becoming stronger.

“Christian, this hide and seek…isn't working for us,” she muttered after a while and lowered her head. It was enough that she and Chris had to see each other in secret.

“That shouldn't worry you,” he said and grabbed the wine bottle. Shania wasn't satisfied with his reply.

“I don't want this to go on,” Shania said just as Christian came back with two glasses filled halfway with wine. She handed her one, which she took.

“I told you…our family…won't say anything," he sat down like a fool. Shania moved closer to him until she had access to his shoulder and chest.

“I… I don't like this feeling," she whispered and closed her eyes. Christian adjusted her comfortably in his arms and she relaxed.

“What is it?” He muttered while playing with her hair. Shania gripped the flute in her hand tightly and tried certainly to keep calm.

“This…this is the first time I'm feeling this way,” it was hard to explain. Christian rested his head on top of hers and closed his eyes.

“I want us…to get married,” the man said, startling Alana. Her eyes flew open, and she moved away from him.

“W-what did you say” she stammered while looking at Christian. Trying certainly not to break Into tears.

“I can't wait anymore… I want to marry you … I want you as my wife,” he said softly and gulped her face. Shania felt her heart thumping painfully. Staring into his beautiful eyes. She saw nothing but care and concern.

“Tomorrow morning… I want us…to tell the family about us,” the man said seriously. There was no flicker of playfulness in his eyes. No matter how Shania searched.

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When morning approached, Shania and Christian drove to the Kingston mansion. And to their surprise. The family had gathered in the lounge the moment they arrived. Including Christian's cousins.

Shania was nervous about telling the family about her affair with Christian. However, she was shocked when the first thing Madeline did was when arrived. Was dragging her away from the lounge to somewhere private.

“Is there a problem?” Shania asked coldly. She didn't like how Madeline just dragged her away without any explanation.

“How long has this been going on?” Madeline asked, turning around to face Shania. Seeing how cold her gaze was. Shania was thinking.

“I don't understand “, she said nonchalantly.

“Don't act innocent…this should stop now…how could you, Shania… I trusted you, and you've been doing this!” The woman muttered through gritted teeth. Shania was shocked to see how angry Madeline looked.

“I don't…”

“Sleeping with Christian under our roof…aren't you ashamed!" Madeline made a low yell, cutting off Shania, who was beyond surprised. Madeline's face was contorted with rage. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and Shania stepped backwards. How did she find out?