MINE

Part 31

Note:

I thought this book won't even gain 10K reads, but probably I was wrong? It surpass 10K reads! Even reached 20K reads! Thank you so much guys! It motivated me to write again.

Firstly, I apologize for a very long update. I have a thought that Jordan and Adele story should have ended when they back to each other but I don't know why I don't want to end their story and now I will.

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WARNING!

EROTIC SCENE
(Read at your own risks)

I feel strong arms wrapped tightly around my waist, rubbing my belly in a slow motion. It tingles me a bit which awaken me from my sleep. I can feel his steady breath on my neck. I assumed he was awake too. I wiggle a bit.

"Did I wake you?" He said in a low deep voice. "Yeah" I responded in a lazy tone. "Good" he said then he proceed to climb on top of me which taken me off guard. "What are you doing?" I said. "What do you think i'm doing?" He said while unbuttoning my pajamas. "Erh, Jordan..." He cut me off by smashing his lips on me. When he done with the button, he massage my boobs which felt so nice. I can't help it but a moan escape my mouth, he then taking this opportunity to shove his tongue inside my mouth, devouring inside.

He pressed his lower body on me, forcing me to feel his erection. He break the kiss and lean backwards, taking his shirt off. We lock eye contact. "Do you want to do me a favor?" He said with his deep voice. "What is it?"I said curious. He lean forward into my ear.

"Suck my dick" he said it in a erotic way. It sounds more like a demand than a favor.

"Er..I-I.." I'm hesitant. He looks at me in the eyes, noticing my hesitance. "It's okay, darling. I won't force you". He said then proceed to roll beside me. Sadness clearly visible from his tone of speaking. I just ignore it. I glance to his only to be met with his back. What is this? Is he sulking now?. I didn't say anything but to lay and turn my back to him.

I could not help but to wonder, Why would he ask such favor. I mean, yeah we husband and wife but I still feel awkward to do it.

I can feel the bed move, he change his sleeping position and sneaking his arm on my waist and scooting closer. He was too close that I can feel his warm body. His breath tingles my hair. I hate the effect that he gave me. He whisper into my ear.

"Are you ready for our second baby?"

My eyes went wide and I am definitely not ready. "Not at least Malto turn 3 years old" I responded.

"Hmm" is his short reply but still hugging me tightly then it went silent, neither of us are speaking. I decided to break the silence by asking things that I never ask him.

"You know, I'd never ask you about this thing.." I said.

"Hmm? What is it?" He said with his sleepy tone. "You never tell me about your family, mind if you tell me a bit?" He set his arm loose.

"What do you want to know about them?" He said.

"Erm, I never met your parents, you didn't invite them to our private wedding?". He got up from the bed and lean on the bed frame "They don't care about me...why wasting time inviting them?"

I frown and also leaning on the bed frame. "How about your other step-siblings?".

"I have no contact of them" he said simply. Deep inside, I really pitied this man, he must have experience something that I probably do not understand but that answers does not please me, I was about to ask another question before we made eye contact and in the dim light, I saw his eyes,looking straight at me, waiting for my next question. Then, it made me realize something. I can't force someone to speak about something they do not want to speak. So, I turned down my question.

"Oh,okay. You probably have a reason for not talking much about them, I understand, I won't push you." I said and smile then proceed to lay down.

Silence....

"I am the only child..before both went on their ways and marry others, both was cheating to each other, dad took me but never really paid attention. Turn out, his mistress was pregnant then came Harry. I hate him, not as much as before but still hate him and love him sometimes, he hate me too sometimes. He is a sibling I never had but now I have. We grew up together, promise to clean each other messed up. I never really met the other step-siblings,just heard of them. We were forced to be independent at a very young age....I..I hate being left alone at that house..especially during the night...everyone left...."

His voice cracked, it was enough for me to get up, turn around and hug him. He hug me back tightly, not a single word was said.

He was broken from the beginning.