FOREVER MINE.

Warning!Contains explicit scenes. Read at your peril.Chapter Sixteen

He released his grip and held her beautiful face in his arms and kissed her. Jina's body trembled and she swung her arms around him and gripped him tightly. Cautiously, Richard peers through the mirror. It was all clouded by mist. It was dark outside and there was nothing to prohibit them.

"Honey, "Jina started 

"Uh-huh "

"Do you feel the coldness too?"

"No, it's hot inside." He smirked

 "What?"

 "Yeah, it's very hot!" Jina heaved. She felt a sudden clutch of anger thinking that her approach had failed and her face drained of colour. Richard in a moment felt her heavy breathing.

 He tightened his grip and kissed her again and again. Their bodies warmed up and emitted a strong desire that none of them could resist. This good feeling was an emollient that tendered their hearts. It had been a murky day altogether and this rain blessed them with the natural lease of happiness that nourished their minds as well as their hearts. Richard all of a sudden was horny. "What a disgrace!" He mumbled and pressed his arm on his ‘hood’ Jina withdrew as soon as he heard him.

 "What did you say, honey? I heard you." He scarcely remembered he had said anything and shook his head disagreeably. The fire burned inside him and he clenched his teeth. Jina frowned and surveyed him. Only then did she realise that he was battling with something libido that was stiff in his pants. 

"Hmmm, OK," She smirked.

"Stop it, honey, this is serious."

"Then I suggest we do it here and now."

"What? Woman, are you crazy?" he huffed.

"Craziness is what I like." She grinned Rapidly and hitched her dress to the waist. Richard squinted and muttered. "She is crazy!"

 "But, Jina hushes him with her lips which she drew into his mouth and the words were swallowed by the kiss. Slowly she unbuttoned his trousers and thrust her hand and dabbed her “hood” with her tender hand and Richard snuggled his head over her shoulder and surrendered.

Suddenly, Richard felt her hand vanquish his bare bottom. He screamed and grinned a toothy grin.

"In this game, you are the best," he muttered and muscled up clenching her bottom. Jina’s tempo of her heartbeats accelerated and she thrust herself into him, her bottom clapping his laps violently in rhythm with the drumming of the rain on the car roof.

 It is evident that though Jina is no longer a youth, her sensuality is still unimpaired; always ready to discover multiple ungainly but exciting techniques to give the game a whole new feeling of pleasure and satisfaction.

It had been almost an hour since it started pouring and the road glistened  Wet: a full juncture of unanticipated pleasure in which the two love birds savoured the moment with definite relish with a clear conscience; no qualms or regrets.

Eventually, the rain subsides and the clouds part in the sky leaving fluffy scattered clouds. Richard gazed at his wife with an appreciative gesture as if he’d just had a square meal and wobbled, Thanks, dear. You always have medicine for all my illnesses. Jina fluttered her eyelashes, smirked and gave a reminiscent smile. She leans forward and ties his belt.

She wiped the windscreen and then put her head out slightly out of the window. The road was clear with destitute cars that glistened wet with droplets of rain. Then suddenly she sported a large dark crowd in the far end; so dark as if it forebode danger.

"Honey, we'd better get out of here before we are caught up in the storm." 

"A storm!" Richard jerked.

"Yeah, there." She said motioning to the murky cloud. Richard crept over her shoulder and peered through the window. He had hardly drawn his head from the window when he saw a tinted vehicle park behind them. Thereupon a pang of fear cut through his heart and he was filled with anguish as if he would meet his doom soon.

"Honey, look!" he said, gesturing at the car parked behind them. She twisted her head and turned to look in the direction, but didn't see anything odd.

 "What? I don't see anything, dear."

"That car; I suddenly feel there's something fishy about it."

 He said and stared at it for some time. Jina gave him an amused expression as she ignited the car. 

"If you will excuse me honey but I don't find anything weird about it. She smiled and resumed, 

"There are many tinted cars everywhere in this city." Her voice expressed her disconcertion about the matter. Richard gave a deprecating shrug and settled on his seat but he couldn't stop the irresistible feeling for some time.

Jina started the car and drove along the road henceforth more carefully than ever. It wouldn’t take long to reach the mansion after all. The cryptic feeling that instantly crept over Richard's mind made him terrified and conjured horrible imaginations in his mind that set his teeth to edge. He reclined and closed his eyes perhaps to block the well of thoughts that clouded his mind for which reason was as clear as mud. Jina turned with enthusiasm to talk to him,

“Sweetheart, we are almost home. I...” she stopped noticing that he wasn’t attentive and tapped his hand, “Honey are you sleeping? you’ve got to be kidding!”

 He flinched, frightened rapidly, opening his eyes as if he’d been in a dream.

“What? did you say something?” he inquired trying to retain his composure and yawned in exhaustion. Jina gazed pitifully at him.

“You must be tired, aren’t you?” The answer was lucid in her mind. 

Richard rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and nodded,

“ I am fatigued. “He sneezed and wiped his nose simultaneously and pursued,

“Don’t worry I will be fine once I freshen up.”

“Yeah, that’s what we both need right now.”

 Richard smiled and then exhaled deeply. With an intuition that someone was following them, he turned sharply and looked behind. There was no one in particular but two or three cars that diverted in another direction. He sighs in relief and soon was able to exorcise the diabolical feeling he earlier had as if this pleasure was a remedy to all his fears.