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Quietly, I tiptoed to the door and slowly opened it.
Once I exited Sebastian’s room, I was shocked to see Auntie standing there in front of the door as if she was hesitating whether to knock on the door or not. The worried and slightly startled expression on Auntie’s face reminded me that I hadn’t wiped away my tears from my face.
Shit, she just saw me crying. This is such a mess. She saw me just walked out of Sebastian’s room and I’m in tears. I could imagine a whole series of wild scenarios that were undoubtedly running through her mind. However, I wasn’t in the mood to correct her misunderstandings, whatever they were.
“Miss Grace…” Auntie murmured softly, her eyes on my face.
I didn’t know what to say to her and I didn’t want to explain myself, so I just nodded a little at her before I quickly walked past. My feet took me towards my bedroom, my safest place in this entire penthouse right now. My emotions and mind were a mess and I needed to be alone to sort myself out.
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Once in my room, I headed for the bathroom. I wanted and needed to clean myself. I filled the bathtub with warm water before I got in and sat down, enjoying the feel of the warm water enveloping my body. I turned on the shower and enjoyed the feeling of water raining down on me from above before taking the shower head in my hand.
Sebastian was too big for me and my pussy hurts from the force of his wild mating, but I was also amazed with the pleasure that I felt. I haven’t had sex with a man for almost a year since I broke up with Ethan so perhaps, I didn’t remember…but did sex use to feel this good?
I spread my legs apart as I positioned the shower head in between my legs. My pussy was still sticky and wet from my own love juices and the slightly warm water felt relaxing against my love entrance. Slowly, I washed my own release away with my fingers.
Feeling my own fingers touching my still-sensitive pussy made my mind wander to Sebastian and how he skillfully touched and caressed me there. I closed my eyes, and I could see him, his handsome face and his blue eyes. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my clit faster and faster as I moaned with pleasure.
I couldn’t stop myself from imagining and reliving the sex I had with Sebastian in my mind as my hands pleasured myself. He’s driving me insane, and I hated how effortlessly he managed to do that to me.
What am I doing? I stopped the lewd movement of my own hand as I brought my hand up to slap my own cheeks. Get a hold of yourself, Grace! He’s just using you and you mean nothing to him. He’s as in love with his girlfriend as can be. If anything, you’re just someone he’s cheating on his girlfriend with…
My own words rang loud and clear in my head, and I knew that I was right. However, it was hard for my heart to accept the truth this time…
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I woke up the next morning with renewed energy after a long rest in bed. With so many things that had happened lately, I was beginning to lose count of the days that I had left in this penthouse as part of the contract. The numerous developments made it hard for me to believe that only one day had passed by.
23 more days until I’m out of here…
So many things happened during the first week here. I sighed loudly as I recalled Sebastian’s intense love making. It’s been less than a week and I’ve already slept with him. This is all getting out of hand at a much faster pace than I had imagined.
It was starting to make sense now why that old man wanted me to live together with his son for 30 days. He probably knew that Sebastian was a domineering sex monster. Regardless of what happened between us, I am not marrying Sebastian…and he obviously wouldn’t want to marry me either.
That was that. For some reason my brain kept on recalling the photo that I saw in Sebastian’s room. I pushed the overly perfect image of Amelia out of my mind as I jumped out of bed and headed for a shower.
I must avoid him at all costs. I can’t let the event of last night…and the night before repeat itself! It’s still early, I’ll cook him something quick and leave before he wakes up.
With that thought in mind, I rushed to the kitchen. Checking the ingredients that were readily available in the kitchen, I figured that I could quickly make some pancakes. Sebastian seemed to like sweet things, judging from his liking for the chocolate cake that he had the other day.
I started working on making the pancakes immediately. This is a race against time. I must finish these pancakes before he wakes up and get my ass out of here. To be honest, I didn’t care whether he wanted pancakes or not. I’m going to do it so that I fulfill the deal I made to his father for today and then go visit my grandmother.
Finally! I finished the pancakes, arranged them neatly on a plate. Sifted icing on it. I admired my own accomplishment with a satisfied smile. This should do it! I grabbed the plate of pancake and quickly headed to the dining room where I placed the plate on the table before quickly turning to leave
I had finished sketching the portrait of my grandmother based on a photograph that we took together a few years ago. Sketching her in the hospital helped add to some references but I based her pose from the photograph instead while I can use her actual face as the reference for her facial expression in the painting.
Now that she is permanently hospitalized and stuck in a hospital room all the time, I worried that she would feel lonely. I tried my best to visit her whenever I could and today was no different. I glanced in the direction of Sebastian’s room before I shook my head to clear my thoughts and headed with the men in black to the hospital.
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“Sebastian…finally you’re up!” Auntie cried out as she came running up to Sebastian.
Sebastian had woken up, took a relaxing shower and had just trudged out of his bedroom. It was clear that he was sleepy and not fully awake yet even after his shower. His hair was damp from the shower, but he was already fully dressed and ready to go out.
“What is it…so early in the morning…” Sebastian mumbled with annoyance.
“Morning?! Certainly not! It’s early in the afternoon,” Auntie said, desperately correcting Sebastian.
“What do you want, Auntie?” Sebastian asked as he walked past her towards the sitting room.
“What did you do to Miss Grace?” Auntie asked in an accusatory voice.
Sebastian smirked a little to himself as he thought of all the things he did to and with Grace last night. He could still remember the feel of her body beneath his as she writhed against him. The pleasurable sensation of her pussy hugging his cock as he thrusted his cock into her warm and wet body.
Her beautiful moans of pleasure as he rode her and her erotic face as she reached her climax over and over again.
His thoughts were filled with memories of her from last night and he felt the urge to hold her in his arms once again. He felt a stirring in his loins as his body started to desire her touch.
“Sebastian!” Auntie’s voice cut through his lustful thoughts and snapped him back to reality.
Grace was gone and in front of him stood good old Auntie with an angry face as she stared up into his face. Sebastian sighed loudly. He had no idea what Auntie was referring to since she clearly wasn’t referring to how he had sex with Grace last night.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. What happened?” Sebastian asked instead of guessing at what Auntie wanted from him. He would appreciate it a lot if she would just say whatever it was that she wanted to say.
He sat down at the dining table, his eyes on the pancakes. Sebastian knew at once that Grace made these and that she had already left the penthouse for the day, probably to avoid meeting him as always. That thought never depressed him before, but it made him feel a little irritated today.
“Can I get coffee? Tea…anything?” Sebastian asked, feeling a little annoyed.
“No! You’re not getting anything until you tell me what happened,” Auntie demanded as she stood next to Sebastian with her hands on her hips.
Sebastian didn’t like it when Auntie got into her bossy mode and started acting like she was his mum. Well, she is the closest thing that he’s got to a mother after all.