Chapter 41: Steamy Ride

SIEVE can’t help but to stare blankly, smile from ear to ear and admire the messed-up role-play Blade made for her.

He sensed her burning gaze and asked in a curious tone, "Why?"

"The effort you put in....is just... Wow! The mask, the fake teeth, the fake mustache...."

"...Don’t forget the voice changer," he intervenes. She nods in agreement to him, then continues. "The fat suit, this setup and you’re wearing contacts." She points to his eyes, as she cried with happiness and covered her face. He removes her hand from her face and smiled back at her, enjoying how shy she was. They stared at each other for a moment. He could see the tears in the corner of her eye and kiss them, then hug her tightly.

"Thank you," she mumbles under her breath as she smiles faintly.

"I'm going to miss this, I wish I could keep her longer." He thought to himself. His face showed a tinge of sorrow.

Meanwhile, she felt tranquil, loved and the scene was just so perfect. The light breeze of the wind, stars in the sky, the calm waves of water, the magnificent looking man beside her, everything is aligned for her tonight. Something that she never thought would happen to her. Years of therapy and only a night of drinking and meeting this man solved half of her childhood trauma.

Without her noticing, her mind had traveled back to 12 years ago. She could vividly remember it as if it happened yesterday.

Three weeks after being kidnapped, she went back to school. She thought she was fine and that everything was good, but it was not. It was her first major panic attack. It was P. E class, and they were playing volleyball. The teams are a mix of male and female students. The ball landed in the middle of their side. Both her and her class classmate, Jacob, tried to salvage the ball and threw it to the other side when they accidentally collided with one another. Jacob's hand unintentionally landed on her leg, she felt a wave of fright and the memories of her assailant kept flashing in her mind.

She starts heaving vigorously, then sobs violently. Her eyes were bawling tears, her face reddened, her whole body was shaking in fear. She was inconsolable, her eyes rolled at the back of her head, and soon she lost consciousness. From that day, she started going to therapy. That soon helped her to cope with the memory, the inability to speak or get near any men. She tried to get into a relationship but soon abandoned the idea, since she couldn't get through the first-base of dating. When she met Blade that night, she never knew he could get her over it... Way... over it.

Still in her trance state, he leans towards her then whispers, "Are we going to fuck or what?"

She was instantly brought back to her senses.

Her brow furrowed, then lowered her head. "His brain is probably located in his cock. Way to ruin the moment!" She thought to herself.

She nods in agreement and once again they switch places. She sits on his chest and kisses him on the neck and nibbles his earlobe while her hand is jacking him off. He glances at her and watches how she moves and bites his lower lip. The fresh air, silence, and her movements put him to relaxation; he then placed his hands behind his head and stared at the stars.

Using her tongue, she traces his body and nibbles him from his neck to his chest to his abdomen down to his cock. She kisses his inner thighs and licks her way to the top of his cock like an ice cream while her hands jack the shaft.

Her motion interrupted his relaxation phase, and he felt the burning sensation to pin and roughly penetrate her, but he calmed himself and let her take control.

In her every movement she could hear his soft grunts. Soon, his whole cock is soaked with her spit, she then moves down to his balls where she gently kisses and sucks on the sack.

He could no longer stop himself, he reached for her private part and started to caress her clit and slowly enter her with his finger. The hair on her skin started to stand up, her temperature rose in an instant, and she became wetter by the minute.

Soon she rides him like a stallion that he was, her hands are on his chest clawing him in lust while she moves seductively on top of him. Her private part was soaking wet and so was his. They could hear the sound of their juices mixing with one another. Both breathed heavily while their eyes closed. Shortly, he can no longer control himself and hugs her tightly and lays her on the boat, so he can thrust her roughly.

He grips her legs up on his shoulders while his hands press down on her belly.

She couldn't help gasping in sync with his thrust, as he went deeper inside her, and she felt her organs being moved from one place to the other.

Soon both of them came one after the other, she could feel both of their liquid coming out of her, and it was a lot that it soaked the nightgown she was wearing.

Both exhausted, they lay in the boat and lingered in the middle of the lake for some time. They didn’t even realize that the fireworks had long ended.

They lay beside each other holding each other's hands and stare at the stars. Soon she blurted out, "The blue eyes don't suit you."

"I know but at least it fooled you." He replies while looking at her face as she stares at the stars.

"You did, you got me pretty good. I hope I was able to help you with your sick fantasy." She says while caressing his chest.

He did not respond to her, but he smiled and blushed without her noticing.

She shrugs it off and says to herself, "I did my best to endure everything, but I guess he wants more."