Their Cinderella, His Precious Princess

Chapter 6 - The City Girl and the Paddy Fields 2

Chapter 6 - The City Girl and the Paddy Fields 2

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In front of him is the flesh that he is craving.

As if she had been infected with Jamie’s stupidity, Anastacia finally remembered that she forgot her underwear in the lake. She is in the rush to do the task given to her, and the sopping wet underwear that was left on top of the rock is the least of her concerns.

However, the least of her concerns has become an important factor now.

Anastacia’s legs are slightly apart and so her crevice is in full view. It was slightly red due to their last i*********e and is still protruding. Half of her white breasts could be seen and it triggered another bulge in Jamie’s pants.

Her arms were above her head after pulling the sweet potatoes and it made Anastacia’s guard weaker than normal.

She is just the perfect bait for a ferocious beast like Jamie.

The man did not waste another second and he again lowered his pants to start another session with Anastacia. He wouldn’t be able to bear it if the woman before she tried to beg once more that she needed to deliver the damn sweet potatoes to the old couple.

Since he is determined that they are seeing each other in his dream, Jamie steeled his mind that he is God in this place and no one else.

For Jamie, his wants and desires should be the priority of the story that he is creating on his own.

Satisfying his lust is something that he is entitled to if he is in his own imagination. His brain has long surrendered and it is not even trying anymore. What is the use of it, anyway, if the owner of that said brain is as stubborn as a mule?

Diving deep without any warning, all Anastacia could do was moan with pleasure as Jamie released all of the remaining juice that he had. He craves her and the woman has no reservations about accepting the man before him.

Whatever was running in Anastacia’s mind could only be heard by her, and so, none, even if the other beings around her, could figure out why she was accepting the lust of the stranger on top of her body.

“Just a bit more…”

“Ahm..”

Incomprehensible sounds follow as the two engage their bodies in wilder copulation. They are both breathing heavily, and as if out of despair while seeking the height of pleasure. Anastacia, in the heat of the moment, pulled Jamie’s hair and dug into his skin with her long nails.

She didn’t notice the mark she made, but the man, who, unknowingly, became more aroused, guided his mouth to Anastacia’s shoulder.

And without any kind of hesitation, he bit and sucked her skin as if leaving his mark on it forever. It was painful and sensual at the same time. Tons of licking followed as the place and time no longer mattered between the two.

The innocent sweet potato tops that are being murdered by the two can only scream in silence as their stalks break and their leaves are crushed.

Thankfully, only Jamie and his family are using that plot and so no one will be able to witness their affair.

Needless to say, the “a little bit” that Jamie insisted grew longer and longer until the reddish color of the sky fully faded. It was now morning and delivering the sweet potatoes had already lost its purpose.

Anastacia no longer cares, since the pain and sweetness of her first encounter have already washed away the innocence that she once had. Should she be seen by her former employer, then there is no doubt that a b***h slap will be given to her.

They don’t have a right to do that, but Anastacia is positive that they won’t have any inhibitions about doing it.

If God truly exists in the human world, it goes without saying that her former employers will deem themselves as one despite the sad truth of life. In spite of that, Anastacia would still be laughing in the end while saying that she was able to choose the man who could do it with her.

It was more than enough evidence that she had free will that couldn’t ever be controlled by anyone.

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“I really have to go now.”

“When can I see you again?”

As if it was the end of the world, Jamie was looking at Anastacia with all of the warmth that he could give. Separating after intense love-making is truly hard, especially if it’s the first time. Both might be adults, but their compatibility made it even harder for them to move apart from each other.

Well, the most complicated part is the difference in separation that they are both thinking.

For Jaime, their separation only means that he will be waking up from his absurd dream, while for Anastacia, separating only means that she needs to go back to the old couple’s place.

“Today will be hard. I don’t even know what to say to grandma. If she kicks me out, then you had better help me look for another place to stay, okay?”

“You can just live with me.”

“Silly. I want to have my own place, so that won’t do. Anyway, I’ll see you when I see you. Thanks again for the potatoes.”

Anastacia, with her trembling and shaking legs, gave a smooth smooch to Jamie and started walking away. Jamie insisted on guiding her back home, but Anastacia doubted that it would just end with a way back home.

She has no clue of Jamie’s real character, but Anastacia is more than sure that they will be making a detour should she take that offer.

Naivety and innocence are two different things and the former has never been a part of her. Being a city girl also has its own perks and that includes immunity to the false promises of men around them.

Jamie was the perfect example of someone who wouldn’t be satisfied with one, and Anastacia knew that her knees wouldn’t be able to hold on if he was to slam her with all his might.

After an almost sorrowful series of goodbyes, the two finally went their separate ways.

Jamie took his time as he skimped on his way back home. The fool is still thinking that he is in his dreams and it was still nighttime after he wakes up. On the other hand, Anastacia runs as fast as she can to at least close the distance between her and the old couple’s house.

She knew that it was already late, but trying her best until the end would never ever be a source of regret.

The heavy sweet potatoes that should be cooked for breakfast make her feel satisfied despite the circumstances that she is in. Inside Anastacia’s brain, she is already forming an explanation as to why she only managed to go back after a couple of hours.

She has been witty since childhood and a little white lie won’t hurt Anastacia’s conscience. In fact, telling the truth might be the same as digging her own grave.

She might be new in the place, but Anastacia knew that the people who were born and raised in the countryside have this unexplained attachment to purity and honor. What she did is obviously not aligned with those virtues.

It might be a serious case if Anastacia is considering her future, but she has no regrets or anything.

She enjoyed it, they are both adults and single, and only the sweet potato tops were destroyed in the process. The innocence of the pristine lake might have been tainted, but at least not in any rebellious way.

“We thought that you had already run away. Digging potatoes doesn’t have to be that long. It was already seven in the morning.”

Anastacia, who was still in her own fantasy, was caught off-guard when the old man and woman popped out behind a tree near their house. They are wearing loose clothing and are ready to start their day.

“I’m so sorry. There was a big toad and it scared the hell out of me. I ran in a different direction and it made the trip longer than expected. Anyway, I have your potatoes. Could I help you with breakfast?”

“No, we already…humph.”

The old man, Max, was about to say something but his wife covered his mouth. Anastacia couldn’t understand why and so all she could do was look at the old woman and her glittering eyes. It was full of unexplained sparks that made her shiver in fear.

A woman's intuition is really something that transcends humanity.

“The fields won’t dry even if I’m not there. Just visit it on your own for now. I need to talk with her.”

Grandma Cara reached for Anastacia’s hand and pulled her inside the house. Her hand was rough and yet it was the warmest that the young woman had ever held ever since she was young. The old couple might be total strangers, but their way of treating her is better than anyone else.

Anastacia’s past was not all about rainbows and sunshine, so just a little bit of affection made her sway like a little child.

“Grandma. I’m really sorry. It was the toad’s fault that I was late.”

“So, it was also the toad’s fault that you had kiss marks all over your body? What? Those damn toads suck you all over? That brute did not even bother to hide it. Just look at your shoulder. It was obviously a bite mark.”

Anastacia reddened due to embarrassment. She knew that her pretty little lies wouldn’t help now. It was her first experience, and so the marks or the aftermath of their copulation never occurred to her.

“Grandma Cara…”

“Now, young woman. You better spill the beans while I’m still asking nicely. I’m a great listener, so start the storytelling before eating anything else.”

Anastacia is now at the point in her life when even a single smile won’t save her day.