Unfated But Fated

Chapter 3

He smiled at her response, her flushed face and her moans kept arousing him the more, but he kept his cool. He just wanted to tease her the more till she could no longer handle it and will beg him to take her. Her opinion mattered the most to him. He didn't care whether he was at the verge of climaxing, as long as she does want it, he would stop. So he would keep working her up until she snap.

She moaned his name again,"Donald please..."

"Just say it love, accept the fact that you want it".

"Donald...", she moaned.

"Say it, say what you want. I'm all yours ".

That was the only thing that broke her restrain. All of it was broken as she screamed in an hoarse voice,"TAKE ME... NOW ".

He smiled triumphantly and he carried her to sit on the chair, her back resting on the pillow cases. He clamped his mouth into hers and gave her a hot kiss, way hotter then the one they shared previously. She responded with the kiss as Donald's hands seem to be rubbing her everywhere, igniting the fire that was spreading all over her body. He carried her again, placed her gently on the couch, making her lie down and began to strip her off. Once he was done, he seized her lips again, sucking it, biting it and giving her lips a brand new experience, till her lips got sour. He moved to the nape of her neck, sucking it and leaving a mark there after kissing her jewelry and proceeded to kiss her cleavage then to her swollen breast he took final attention to. He put her erect n****e in his mouth, tasting her while nibbling her other n****e with his hand. His second hand seem to go to her c**t, rubbing her down there, before entering her. She gasped, and moaned. She tried grabbing the couch, that she did. She arched her back forward for him to have a better taste of her. His hand seem to be working her c**t up, because the sound coming out of the friction between his fingers and her c**t was getting louder.

He kept on digging, until he felt all her love juices on his palm now. He let out, gaining an irresistible hiss from the person under him as he let go of her buds as he went to lick all the love juices of hers, right from the source. He was teasing her with his tongue as his hands ran through his belt, releasing his fully erect length. She kept on moaning his name and gripped his head fully in to her pussycat, her smell totally intoxicating him. He lost it. He moved up and kissed her again, wanting her to taste herself and making her feel his length on her abdomen.

Shivers ran through her spine and she knew she was losing control of herself as she moved to take his length with her small hand and placed it at the entrance of her throbbing self. Donald smirked, saying "you can't wait any longer". He held her hand that was on his d**k, causing her to open her eyes to meet his gaze.

" Don't close your eyes. Look at me", he said groaning as he pushed his length inside her. It took a the strength she cod muster in her not to close her eyes and to keep her sound coming out of her lips and c*m right at the first thrust. Same for Donald as he groaned," you are so tight and wet for me. Damn, I almost came".

He came out and strode in again, in the same slow pace as she moaned again. She wanted him to keep going, In a faster pace till she gets to cloud nine but it seemed like her husband had his own plans. He was torturing her with that slow pace he was going.

" Donald..", she moaned.

She tighten her walls down there and heard him groan as he said," don't do that, unless I'll..."

He groaned again as she did that again and list his mind. He rode faster until she began to scream,"yes Donald. f**k".

And at the final thrust she vibrated and he climaxed, their cums all over the seat, reaching the peak and descending. He allowed Daniella to descend from her highest peak of pleasure and allowed her to regain her breath that was seized in their act previously before removing hus d**k away from her s*x.

"Are you alright?", he asked.

She nodded as a reply as he fell to the other side of the couch. She hugged him and her usual tormentor began to tease her again.

"I thought you said you would starve him. Now you just fed him. I can see you are eating up your own words".

She snared in her mind as her stomach rumbled.

Donald stilled, and looked at her in the eye,"you've not eaten?"

She replied in her tiny soprano voice, lowering her head, "I was waiting for you".

He jerked," what the hell? Are you okay? How many times do I have to tell you, don't wait for me before you eat? If I hadn't come home, are you trying to tell me that you won't eat and would starve yourself all night? Is that what you are trying to tell me?"

"Am sorry ", she said, trying to fight back the tears. Only then did he knew that she was restraining herself from crying. Only then did he realize that he was shouting at her. She cared for you, waited for you even starved herself for you and the only thing you can do is to blame her, get a grip on yourself man, he said to himself. He raised her head and placed it on his shoulder, patting her gently and apologetically.

"Am sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you.I was just trying to..."

"It's okay", she said in the midst of her tears.

"No it's not. You were caring for me. I can't be making decisions for you..."

"I said it's fine", she said, raising her head, rather amused by this version of her husband.

"Are you sure?", he raised his head and stared at her.

"Hmmm", she replied nodding her head, tears long gone.