Chapter 103

Oh my God.

"Indy, what the hell?" Ernest asked as we knocked on the door.

I heard my kids giggling.

"Can you open up, please." I said.

"No way. You two are spending the night together." Indy said, making my heart drop.

"Indiana," Ernest called.

"The kids will be fine with us so don't worry about them." Indy said.

I heard the kids running downstairs.

"Indy, open the door please. I can't stay here." I said, feeling uneasy already.

"Relax, Kim. It is not like this is the first time you are in a room with him."

I heaved a frustrated sigh.

"Chill and find something important to do. Something like making another niece or nephew for me."

My cheeks heated up.

"Indy!" I almost cried.

She chuckled.

Ernest suppressed his laughter, making me scowl at him.

He dropped his gaze.

"Alright. Good night. Love ya," Indy said.

"No, no, Indy. Open this door." I said, knocking on the door.

"And oh, please don't be loud. The kids might hear you." She said.

"Urgh! Indy!"

She chuckled and I heard her footsteps scurrying away.

"Indy!"

I got no response.

"Indy, open the door!"

"I think she is gone." Ernest said, making me look at him.

He is staring at me, trying hard not to smile.

"You planned this, didn't you." I said.

He scoffed. "What? No, I didn't."

I clenched my jaw. "You jerk!" I yelled, pushing his chest.

"Hey!"

"You planned this with our kids and your sister!" I yelled, still pushing him.

"Kimberly, chill."

"You are a pervert!"

"Calm down," he said, holding my two hands.

I am panting, looking at him.

"I didn't plan anything. I am as surprised as you are. Trust me."

I kept scowling at him.

"But, I can't lie that this is fun." He said, winking at me.

I snatched my hand from his hold and pushed his chest again before walking further into the room.

Pacing a little and running my fingers through my hair.

This can not be happening to me.

"Look, it is not a big deal. We just have to sleep and wait till morning." He said.

I scoffed.

"Unless you don't want us to just sleep. We can do other things as well." He said.

I threw him a glare.

He is smirking.

"Stop smirking at me like that, pervert."

He chuckled.

"I am not going to sleep in this room with you."

"Why not?"

I scoffed. "Why should I, huh?"

He stared at me.

"You literally slept with your wife, Darlyn in this room."

"Ex-wife, Kimberly."

"I don't care. You slept with her here. Didn't you?"

"Yes I did. Countless times." He said nonchalantly.

My heart clenched.

"You wanted to hear the truth, don't you?"

I scowled at him.

"I don't know why you keep bringing her up. We are no longer together. I never even loved her. You have always been with my heart ever since the first time I saw you, Kimberly."

"Shut up and get out of my face."

He shrugged. "I can't. We are stuck in here till morning. The kids and their aunt took the keys with them, remember? I am sorry. There is nothing I can do. Unless you want to jump through the windows."

I looked at the windows.

"Which is very high." He added, making me look at him.

"You have to put up with this."

I scoffed. "You are enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Of course I am." He said.

I shook my head in disbelief.

"In fact, this is the happiest night of my life." He added, making steps towards me.

My heart picked up.

"And I can make it the best night if only you let me." He said, still making steps towards me.

I took steps back.

"Tell me, what man won't be happy being locked up with the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, huh?"

My heart raced.

My back met the windows but he grabbed me closer to him, making me hit his chest and I let out a whimper.

He wrapped his hand around me.

I felt shivers running down my spine.

I locked eyes with his enchanting blue ones.

"Tell me, baby."

God, his voice is affecting me underneath.

"Tell me what man will not be happy? All that is going on in his head is right now is ripping your clothes and take you rounds to rounds."

Oh God.

"Rounds to rounds, giving you mad pleasures and insane orgasms."

I felt cold underneath.

I moved to get away from me but he held me tighter.

"Ernest..... let go." I stuttered helplessly.

"Yes, that's how. That's how you will moan my name when I am deep down inside you."

I looked away, feeling pressured.

God, what has Indy and the kids done to me?

How can I cope in here with him?

He makes me feel things.

Weird things.

My core is needy right now.

I froze the minute I felt his breath on my ear.

"I love you, Kimberly." He whispered.

My heart raced more than it already is.

"I love you so much, baby. And I want to make love to you so bad."

My heart dropped.

"I want to feel your sweet wet walls again. I want that feeling again, baby. I missed you so much, my queen." He said, kissing my ear.

I whimpered, feeling my wet panties.

He released me and took steps back.

I looked at him.

"But i am not going to do anything unless you let me." He said, looking at me in that way that makes me so needy.

"I hope you let me sooner. But I will wait. I am going to wait till you let me, baby." He said.

I stared at him.

"I will take my bath first." He said, unbuttoned his shirt while looking at me.

My heart kept racing.

He took off his shirt, feeding my eyes with his delicious-looking abs. My eyes can't get enough as he reached for his belt.

His eyes are still on me.

He drew down his trousers along with his briefs.

I turned away instantly, feeling my racing heart.

I sensed him walking towards me.

My heart pounded at every step he took.

He got closer and I felt his presence close to me.

God, what is wrong with him?

He grabbed my wrist, making me look at him.

He smirked at me.

My head pondered on the fact that if I look down, I will see his....

"Sorry, you are on my way." He said.

I furrowed my brows.

"I want to keep this watch on the nightstand behind you." He said, showing me the watch on his palm.

I moved away slightly.

He placed the watch on the nightstand and headed for the bathroom.

My eyes betrayed me as I looked at him as he walked.

I took in his perfect ass.

My legs begged to clench together.

I looked away, sitting on the bed.

He just had to walk around the room butt naked.

God, what the hell?

I clenched my legs as I sat there silently. I blew myself with my fingers, getting worked up.

Not long later, he walked out of the bathroom.

I stood on my feet and turned to him. He has a towel wrapped around his waist but his V-line is on full display. His body is dripping wet and smoke is steaming out.

You could lick every bit of his hot body right now.

What the heck, Kim?

His hair is dripping but he is using another towel and dry it.

Damn, he is everything.

Sexy.

Hot.

Breathtaking.

My core needs him right now.

Get a grip of yourself, girl.

Have some dignity for pit's sake.

"You do like what you see, don't you?" Ernest asked, making me scoff.

"I need something to change into after taking my bath." I said, suppressing the increasing feeling in between my legs.

"I have my shirt and shorts. Or do you prefer just the shirt?" He asked.

I stared at him.

"You love being without panties." He said, smirking.

I scoffed. "I will take the shirt and shorts, thank you."

"Alright." He said, walking towards his walk-in closet.

I stood there, waiting for him.

He came out with a white shirt and blue shorts. He handed it to me.

I took it and walked towards the bathroom door. I stopped on my track the minute I realized that he is holding the two towels.

I looked at him. He is still drying his head.

"Is there a third towel in the bathroom?" I asked.

He looked at me. "What?"

I heaved a sigh. "I need a towel."

"Oh, here." He said, untying the one around his waist instantly, catching me off guard.

I got a glimpse of his dick but I  quickly turned away.

But, it increased the pressure underneath.

"What the hell is your problem, Ernest?! Stop messing around!"

"What did I do?" He asked, playing innocent.

I scoffed in disbelief.

"Don't you want the towel anymore?" He asked.

"Drop it on the bed." I said.

"Done." He said.

I dropped my gaze on the bed as I moved and picked it up before heading into the bathroom.

I closed the door behind me and let out a breath as I rested on the door.

This can't be happening to me.

God, his dick is still as big as always.

I licked my lips, touching my breasts as I felt the need to touch myself.

Kim, stop!

Control yourself!

Urgh!

This is all Ernest's fault.

He is making me feel things.

Like he always have.

Damn you, Ernest!

I walked towards the tub. Time went by and I am done with my business.

I dried my body and put on his shirt. It smells like him. My heart fluttered in a weird way.

Urgh!

I put on the shorts. Which is oversized.

Great.

Just great.

I worked on tying up the shorts but it doesn't have a rope.

Seriously?!

He gave me this on purpose.

He doesn't want me to wear anything underneath.

Why?!

What is with him?!

He is not going to touch me. I won't let him.

But you want him to, Kimberly.

My subconscious mind mocked.

I felt like screaming.

I took off the short and stared at the shirt. It covered my ass a little but it stopped at my mid thighs.

This is absurd.

He has to give me another short.

I headed out of the bathroom but bumped into him instantly.

He is still shirtless but has a black sweatpants on.

"Hey, gorgeous. You look stunning" He said.

"Cut the crap, Ernest. You gave me an oversized short." I said, giving him his shorts.

"Oh, sorry about that." He said, taking the shorts from me.

"Get me another."

"I am sorry, babe. Others are worse than this." He said, smiling.

I scowled at him. "I see what is going on here. I see what you are trying to do. You want me to sleep butt naked, isn't it?"

He nodded. "Exactly."

I scoffed. "You will not touch me, Ernest. I am not going to let you, you hear me? I am never going to let you have your way with me."

He reached for my hair.

I furrowed my brows.

"I am touching you now." He said.

I moved his hand away from me.

He caressed my cheek.

I slapped his hand away.

He reached for my shoulder.

"Stop playing with me, Ernest!" I yelled, slapping his hand away.

He reached for my hair again.

I pushed him, turning to walk away but he grabbed me back, making me hit his chest.

He quickly picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

My heart dropped.

"God, you have gained some weight." He said, smirking.

"Put me down, Ernest."

"Yes, ma'am." He said, moving me towards the bed and placed me on it.

I whimpered as he remained on top of me.

My heart raced.

He stared at me in a very breathtaking way.

I can't even move.

"You are so fucking beautiful." He said, caressing my hair.

"Get off me, please." I begged.

"Why are you resisting? You clearly want me. You want me to make love to you. Admit it."

Yes.

Yes please.

I want you so bad.

"Admit it, Kimberly." He said.

"No. I don't want anything from you. Get off me now."

"Lying won't take you anywhere, baby.  Trust me." He said as his hand moved underneath the shirt, making my breath hitch.

He maintained eye contact as his fingers moved on my clit.

Oh God.

"Damn, you are wet already." He said, adding to my misery.

His fingers slowly moved into me.

I let out a breath.

"Ernest....stop."

"Fuck, I love the way you moan my name."

God, he is a demon!

A very hot and seductive demon!

I want him so bad.

He kept moving his fingers in and out of me.

"Ernest...." I moaned, closing my eyes.

He kept going.

"Stop." I said, looking at him.

"Do you really want me to stop?" He asked, still moving his fingers in and out of me.

My entire body is burning for more touch.

"Answer me, Kimberly. Do you want me to stop?"

I stared at him, letting out soft breaths as his fingers pleasured me.

I don't want you to stop.

Keep going.

Use your dick on me instead.

"Kimberly, say something."

God, his voice is killing me.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, staring at me intensely.

God, no.

"Stop,"

He withdrew his fingers from me instantly, making me feel void as he got off me.

I felt cold.

"I am sorry about that. I will take the couch. Good night." He said, heading towards the couches.

I heaved a sigh as I watched him take a seat on the couch.

I still feel wet.

You told him to stop, Kim.

Why do you feel disappointed?

I lay properly on the bed, covering myself.

I reached for the lights and turned off the lights.

God, why do I feel this way?

NEXT DAY......

"Where are we going, mum?" Ryan asked as we walked along the road.

"To see aunt Jessie at the hospital." I said.

"Why didn't you take Emma instead?' he asked.

"Because, Emma is out with your aunt and Elodie for girls' fun time. And your dad is at work. I can't leave you at home alone." I said.

"You should have taken me to dad." He said.

I heaved a sigh. "Fine, once we are done visiting aunt Jessie, I will take you to your dad. Ish."

"Cool." He said, jumping as we walked.

I am definitely not taking him to his dad. I will make sure we spend a lot of time with Jessie before leaving.

I can't go to Ernest's office. Not after what happened last night.

I was glad to wake up and find only me in the room. He has already left for work. But he dropped a note before leaving.

A part of me regrets telling him to stop.

I wanted him to keep going.

To make love to me all through the night.

But another part didn't let me.

Ernest is just everything.

He is undoubtedly the love of my life.

Why do I keep resisting him when I know I want him so bad?!

I think it is because.....

A black van stopped next to us, stopping us on our track. The door opened and some scary men came out of it.

My heart dropped as they approached us.

"Hey!"

They covered my face with and black bag and dragged me towards the van.

Ryan screamed but I didn't let go his hand as I heard them close the door.

I sensed us moving.

My heart begged to explode.

Not long later, they dragged us out of the car. Ryan was still crying as they grabbed us towards wherever. I can't see a thing.

We kept walking until they took Ryan away from me.

My heart dropped.

"No! Ryan!"

"Mum!"

"Ryan!"

They forced me on a seat and tied my hands behind the seat tightly.

"Ryan!"

"Mum,"

Next, they took off the bag aggressively, making me close my eyes.

"Mum," Ryan called.

"Yes, mummy is here." I heard a familiar female voice, making me open my eyes and look in the person's direction.

It was Darlyn.

She is standing a few steps away from me, holding Ryan's hand and smirking at me.

Anger washed me.

"Hello, husband stealer."