Chapter 104 Chapter 55

Chapter 104 Chapter 55


It was already around nine in the evening, but Lhalhaine was still awake. She's wondering how she'll carry out her plan now that Gleanne is back in Nevada due to what happened to Tyeron. She’s sure the two are always together. She sighed deeply and stared at her innocent son, deeply asleep; he's a Xerox copy of Tyeron, with his eyes and eyelashes. The nose and lips are inherited from the father. She hugged her child and then kissed his cheek and forehead.

“How can we get your father back?” she asked her son in a whisper as she lay flat on her back.

She was stunned for a few minutes when she heard the doorbell ring. She sat down on the bed in surprise.

“Who could be coming here at this time? Ah, maybe it's Mikael again, haha... Maybe Mari rejected him," she said with a laugh and then stood up.

Yes, she's aware that something is going on between the two of them, but the problem is, it seems Mari is off-limits since she's married. She felt sorry for Mikael; it was obvious he liked the woman. She did not bother to check the small screen on the side of the door where she could see who was outside. She just opened the door right away since she was certain it was Mikael.

MEANWHILE, with every step Tyeron took towards Lhalhaine's condo, he felt a strange sensation he couldn't explain. All he wanted was to see the woman; his every step quickened until he reached the door of the woman's unit. He stared at the door for a long time before he finally pressed the doorbell. About three times before the door opened, a woman in the short, thin dress appeared before him. Her large breasts are exposed, and her long legs are also exposed. He returned his gaze to the woman's face. Her mouth opened as if she hadn't expected his arrival. Their eyes met; he didn't know it, but it felt like their gazes were pulling him in until she stepped back as he approached her, but he didn't let her get far because he pulled her by the waist and immediately claimed her lips. As their lips met, he felt all the blood in his body come alive. His hair stood on end, as did his manhood. That was just a kiss, but later he felt Lhalhaine kissing him back, and she also put her arms around his neck. He carried the woman while they were kissing. He leaned it against the door as he closed it. Their kiss deepened, and he felt the longing in Lhalhaine's response to his kisses. Burning hot, it was only cut short when they ran out of breath. He rested his forehead against the woman's, no words escaping their lips, but their bodies responded sufficiently to touch, kiss, and hold each other.

He kissed the woman again, this time not for long, as his kiss moved down her neck. He can smell a strawberry gel on her that adds to his desire to claim her as he kisses the woman's neck. He reached into the dress she was wearing, immediately cupped her breasts, and stroked them. He heard the woman moan.

“Oh! Ty!” Lhalhaine moaned.

He caught her lip, and she responded immediately. He stepped forward as they kissed, but the kiss was interrupted when they reached the room. He lowered the woman and immediately undressed her while he took off his worn-out T-shirt. She quickly helped him take off his pants until only his boxers were left. He pulled her to her feet because she was kneeling. He immediately caught the woman's lips.

Meanwhile, Lhalhaine was completely intoxicated by Tyeron's kiss. She didn't know if she was just dreaming or if she was kissing the man she had just been thinking about earlier. She blinked as her back hit the soft bed. She stared into the man's sleepy eyes, unable to resist caressing his cheek and tilting her head to capture his lips. She felt its hand on her breast again, squeezing and stroking. Her body arched as she felt his two fingers playing with her womanhood.

“Oh! Tyeron! Oh, please!” she groaned.

The tip of his penis rubbed against the opening of her vagina. The man's mouth is on her nipples. He sucked it like a baby; her grip on the pillow tightened with a strange tickling sensation from what the man was doing, but she went wild when he inserted two fingers inside her. Her body tensed as it began to move, slowly in and out until it sped up.

"Look at me, Lyn," he ordered.

She stared at the man, reading the confusion in his eyes.

“I'm coming!” She moaned as she arched when she was close to a climax.

She immediately covered her mouth when she remembered Throne in the room.

“Ah—wait—our—Throne might wake—hmmm," she groaned, interrupted by the man's unannounced entry, his manhood entering her womanhood.

"Shit! Ah!" daing ni Tyeron

She closed her eyes, as if she were going crazy from the strange pleasure. The man raised his hand to hold her head and put it to her arms, letting her head rest on it. Her lips parted as she stared into his eyes. Sometimes she would bite her lip whenever the tip of its length hit her G-spot. She held back from moaning loudly as Tyeron's movements on top of her gradually quickened.

“Shit! Ah!” Tyeron moans.

He let go of her hand so she was free to hold onto him. Her nails were deeply embedded in the man's back when his length scraped against her as he thrust deeper.

“Ah! Tyeron, oh! Shit! Shit! Make it faster, please! I'm... ah!” Her moans were driving her crazy.

She blinked, and in an instant, she was lying face down on the bed. Tyeron was behind her, kissing the back of her neck down her backbone as he slowly thrust, as if savoring each entry of his length into her passage. She felt like her soul was separating from her body at that moment. The man's thrusts behind her quickened, every movement desperate, and his massive manhood was fully inside her due to their position.

“Ah! Tyeron, oh! I'm coming again, ah!” she grumbled as if she had forgotten there was a child in that room.

“Fuck! Me too! The man also groaned.

A few more thrusts, and she fell onto the bed, climaxing at the same time as the man filled her with his seed. She closed her eyes, and the man on top of her also fell. She could also hear his panting.

He rolled to his side. She buried her face in the pillow as she sobered up, not knowing how to face the man. She thought he would stand up and leave, but he was surprised when he pulled her, and she turned towards him. Their eyes met; he caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead. She didn't know it, but tears just started flowing from her eyes. It wasn't because of pain or regret, but because she was touched by what the man had done. She closed her eyes when he kissed away the tears that welled up in her eyes and covered her with a blanket. She quietly watched the man with a serious face as he did those things to her.

"Sleep," he whispered to her, taking her head and placing it on his arm.

He also ran his hand through her hair. She couldn't help but squeeze against the man. He looked at her; she was lying on her back, looking at the ceiling, and she placed her head on his chest. He then moved the hand he had used as a pillow earlier and hugged her. He wrapped his hand around her waist and closed his eyes. If this were a dream, she hoped she would never wake up again; she just wanted to be with him. Because of fatigue and Tyeron combing his hair, she felt even more sleepy, even though she didn't want to sleep yet and wanted to enjoy the night with the man. But she didn't realize she had already fallen asleep.

Lhalhaine opened her eyes and felt for the person next to her. She sat up abruptly when she felt the man was no longer there. She stared at where the man had been lying last night.

“Is it all just a dream? Maybe I was just dreaming? Maybe it's just because I miss him so much—”

She stopped when she noticed the part where the man had been lying last night was a mess, so she smelled the pillow.

The scent was the same as Tyeron's. Oh my god! So, is it true? B-but why? Does he remember me?

"If he leaves, then... oh, I'm such an idiot; I can't face him anymore. What if he thinks I’m an easy girl? Because l give in..." she blurted out, then covered her face with her hand.