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Chapter 41: _ Wet Night
When we arrived home, Kylo didn’t let me climb the stairs.
"You go ahead." He said to Liam who went away without query.
I raised a brow. "Why? We can go discuss inside."
"I don’t want them to hear us arguing again. We already did so before we left."
"And what makes you think we are going to argue?" n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
"I don’t THINK we are going to argue, Isleen. I know we will!"
No, I wouldn’t allow this. Arguing with Kylo would only make things worse. I might have a slip of the tongue. I needed to tread carefully.
I threw my hands in the air. "Fine, Kylo. Then we argue. Why didn’t I tell you about Gamma Rhett’s visit? It’s because I thought you didn’t have to know!"
"That’s not your decision to make, Isleen. You don’t get to decide that."
"Okay then. Now, you know. Cheers!" I sarcastically scoffed, frustration swelling on me and walked out on him.
Kylo called me back but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t look at him in the eyes and watch him be so worried about me while I kissed his Dad behind his back.
When I entered the apartment, Cullen was busy watching a football match. Liam was also there, watching.
"Come to bed now, Liam. School’s tomorrow." I urged him inside with me.
Cullen’s eyes settled on me weirdly. "Liam, never become like her, okay? She won’t even say hi now."
"Hush, Cullen." I rolled my eyes and strode in with Liam.
"Ouch. Looks like someone is in a bad mood!"
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I shepherded Liam into the bathroom, watching him fill the tub with a swiftness that surprised me. He’d picked up on things quickly, adapting to his new life with surprising ease.
I waited for him to have his shower and settle in bed before going in for mine. By the time I’d be done, he would have been deep in slumber.
The heaviness of my secrets poked at me as I had my bath after making sure Liam was settled. When I was done, I had a towel wrapped around my body from my boobs down to my waist.
When I glanced at Liam, he was fast asleep as I had calculated. I smiled to myself. Watching him innocently sleep was soothing. The truth was, I was the loneliest girl I know.
Adopting Liam wasn’t totally out of my pity for him but my yearning for companionship. I knew I had Kylo but then, with Kylo, it never felt complete.
I threw down my towel and plucked a nightie from my wardrobe, dressed, and went to sleep beside him. I made sure there was enough space between us, so that he wouldn’t feel too stuffed.
"I need to get a bigger bed." I sighed to myself.
Sleep came eventually but it was fistful. I couldn’t stop thinking about Gamma Rhett. It was so frightening that it was Kylo who left me half aroused and yet, it was his father that I ached for.
I and Kylo had always been this way. We’d never do past touching and kissing. We never went further and I didn’t always feel so aroused hours after.
Was this from the intimate moment with Kylo or the kiss with his father?
My fantasy must have gotten out of hand because I began to feel pressure on my thigh. As though it was being caressed. I knew it was my arousal making me feel things but it felt good.
So, I closed my eyes. If this was a dream, I didn’t think I had the zeal to break free from it. The hand trailed upward until it was right on my pussy. There, it nibbled and fumbled it, causing me to clench my fist in pleasure.
"Rhett." I moaned, wondering if I was allowed to call him by his name in my dream.
As though calling that name was forbidden, the movement aggressively traveled up my chest and gripped one of my boobs. There, it fumbled it together so hard that I felt pain mixed with pleasure all at once.
I bit my lips to suppress another moan. The Gamma Rhett in my dreams didn’t like his name being mentioned, I guess.
For a long, long while, the hand played with my boobs. Fumbling, pressing, and nibbling my nipples so much that I felt my wetness. I had no idea what was happening but I knew I couldn’t move.
Perhaps, I was afraid that if I moved, the Gamma Rhett in my dream would disappear. Finally, my boob was released. What came next was my skin. Sharp fingers trailed my skin like a sensual flame igniting every single one of my nerves in the heat of the moment.
When it dropped down to my navel, I felt the blankness behind my shut eyes spin. I was still reminiscing about how close to heaven the touch was bringing me when I felt the grip on my pussy.
Fingers, I think three at once tried to force their way into my opening but the tightness rejected it, leading to pain for me. It was so much uncomfortable that I lunged up from the bed, panting hard.
"Arghh!" I had groaned, breathless.
The noise must have woken Liam up. Like a ball, he unfurled, sucking on his fingers like a baby. "Is everything alright, Ms. Isleen?" He asked.
"Erm. Nothing, Liam. Just a bad dream. You can return to sleep." I tried to fake a smile but Liam didn’t buy it.
He hesitated. "A bad dream?"
"Yes, just a bad dream."
"You sound like it was a bad dream you enjoyed, Ms. Isleen."
Two lines appeared between my brows. "W – what... how so?"
"You are biting your bottom lip." He pointed out.
How...
Oh, Lord. "Nothing, Liam. Just go back to bed." I stood up and headed for the bathroom.
On getting there, I set the shower open on my body even with my nightie on. Yes. That fabric needed to be cleansed. With it, I had imagined the unholy. How could I have imagined deeply such a thing?
It felt so real that I got wet underneath. Was it even a dream at all? It felt like a very real imagination.
Father forgive me for I have sinned.
