Chapter 40 Not in this state
Elena's POV
I was taken aback, as everything dropped dead, he was joking right? My heart palpitate as he laugh the more. The feeling I had was immeasurable and I still believed he was shocking. He crouch her body close to his, embracing her and somber.
The way he acted like though I took a part of his life. I was getting jealous and I felt he was overreacting. I didn't act this way when I lost my dad, besides, Ivan made me not feel the grief and pain.
That day, when I lost him, I was broken, I desired to cry but Ivan made me have sex with him, telling me that he doesn't deserve my tears and that I should forget about him. According to him, it was justice.
However, he was different compared to his, catering for her body, anguished and agonized that I was puzzled for a moment. He lies, that's impossible because we are unbreakable. Unfortunately, he just got himself a lunatic as a lover and not even him could stop this relationship.
Oddly enough, it was unbreakable.
It would never be, he dares not and is just being driven by emotions for the lose of his mother.
"No, we aren't breaking up!" I declared returning a cold stare at him.
"You just took away what's precious to me!" He confused bluntly and I saw that he was trying to keep calm. He shouldn't forget, I still had the gun in my hand and his words were provoking. I felt down-casted as he was the reason I had turned this vile.
Then what? He just wakes up one day and declares we should break up? No way, we'd just end up like Romeo and Juliet. He was still speaking and his voice was so loud I felt my head would explode from his words.
Everything was fading away and all I could see were his lips moving and spewing like a mad dog barking. How piteous. He'd keep calm after having another round of sex.
"Shut up Ivan!" I barked and shot the gun in the air. He flinches and threw his hands in the air. That was more like it. I beckoned on him to stand up quickly which he did and he leaned his body on the wall, gasping.
"Babe, listen to me, I'm getting really pissed off and fuck! This thing called us is forever!" I threatened and pointed the gun to his cock. Whatever, I don't even need to know why he has a gun! We would just keep that misery for some other day. Right now, it's about us!
"We were doing something before she arrived" i reminded and stucked my free fingers into my mouth, moaned and pulled it out.
He was disgusted as he squeezed his face. Possibly wondering in his heart how I came about and why I was this way.
"Gosh! Show some sympathy!" He warned attempting to drop his hands but I warned him to stay back.
"We aren't done Ivan, tonight, you'd fuck me like never before" I erotically spat, crossing over his mom to meet him where he was. I took that finger, tried to stuck it into his pant and held his dick.
I lustfully gaze at him, he shouldn't be scared, it would be over. I whimpers as his dick hardens in my hand. I stiffen my hand and he gasped softly in pain, causing it to release his cum, just a little at his tip.
I bent slightly and licked it, then suck a bit and I felt his body shuddered as his hand pushed my head away.
"Stop Elena!"
"I wish I could but I just can't" i responded, ram my body on his chest, for him to feel my body. I was on and he's left with no choice than to give me what I demand. He can't harm me because he loves me.
I sucked his ear and then trail my tongue to his lips. He groans in my mouth as I threw my arms around his neck.
I terminated the kiss and stared at his eyes. It was as though he was battling between lust and the right thing.
"It's okay, everything would be alright" I whispered sadly stroking his back and I took one of my legs around his waist.
He sniffs and I felt bad for him. He didn't want this, to have sex when his mother was laying dead and needs to be buried. I just had the perfect story and no one would suspect.
"Please Elena stop doing this" he cried trying to take my leg off him but I kept it firm, moaning and crying seductively while rubbing my covered cunt on his visible dick. It shrinks and seems hooked, wanting to have me.
"Let's fuck out the sadness and bring you sanity" I recites like a priest and kissed him back. He tried to imitate my movement as his strong hands yelled my butt and he yanks my body on his, rubbing the blood stain on my red nightwear. It wasn't noticable.
He took over the kissing, certainly grief as he bites my lips. I tested blood but the passionate didn't want me to break out of the kiss. My free hand spread my held his cock and led it inside my pounding pussy.
I sigh softly feeling how warm and hard it was inside me, stretching at first. He groaned as his hands cupped me cheeks. I tried to drop my leg, startled and trying to adjust but then he held my leg on his waist and began to thrust inside me.
"Fuck, Ivan, I want you...ouch...just...you" I cried in his ear as my body shook and he only growl sucking my neck and kissing me hard and plunging deeper as my love juice spills.
He just couldn't resist me and giving in to my demand. I dropped the gun on her corpse. We'd fuck the night with her corpse possibly witnessing us again. He made me drop my leg and I could barely stand. Hastily, tore my nightwear and lurch on my naked body while I used my fingers to rub my breasts.
"You're right, let's fuck and find solace" he mutters darkly and carried me in his arms.
He fell me to the couch close by for another exotic sex.