Chapter 4 Am sorry dear

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT IS AVAILABLE. PLEASE DO MOT READ IF YOU ARE AN UNDERAGE

Steve paused from kissing her, and he looked into her eyes that were bigger that usual today.

"What is it baby?" He asked in his raspy voice again.

"Something...there is something here..." she said as she tried pressing her legs together.

Steve groaned again, and he hugged her tightly. This girl was going to kill him.

"I know dear," he said and kissed her neck adorably. "It is my brother. It wants you..."

"Mmh?" Gabby asked again. She was feeling uncomfortable and itchy, as it kept poking her.

"You will feel better when I do this," the man said and spread her legs even more, then he began driving himself home.

"Uh!" Gabby cried out and froze. But Steve kissed her and patted her lower back gently.

"It is okay dear," he said to her.

"Ah, brother, it hurts..." She cried out and hugged him tightly. It was so painful, like someone was cutting her with a razor blade.

"Relax dear, it will stop hurting after a while," Steve said as he tried being as gentle as possible.

And Gabby kept on crying , saying that it hurt her as the man pushed himself into her tight opening.

And when he was fully in, he began moving in and out slowly. " Relax yourself dear, you are too tight," he said and moaned out aloud.

He was experiencing something different in his life. It was also his first time being intimate with anyone.

He never knew that it would be this sweet. But he understood that it was so because the person beneath him was his angel, his moon and sunlight.

"It hurts..." Gabby cried again. She wished she could tell him to stop.

However, after some time, she forgot the pain, and she began moaning in pleasure.

Their voices covered the whole room as the man moved in and out of her, driving both of them to their climaxes.

And after a while, it all stopped. Only the two people kept breathing so loud, panting for air.

Steve hugged the little body into his hands and they both fell sleep.

They were lucky that they were the only people in the house. David Hawkins, had gone abroad for a business meeting.

And none of the servants dared to go anywhere close to Steve's room. He hated too much commotion.

So as they were having their pleasures in there, no one noticed it.

It was only a while later when Steve opened his eyes. He was shocked that he had managed to fall asleep during the day today.

And he was still fully aware of the things that he had done. He was not regretful. And he thought he would still do the same if time was to be taken back.

He hugged the princess in his hands tightly and kissed her forehead. "You are mine now dear," he said.

He was happy that he had finally claimed her. He had made her his!

He wished that he was able to announce to the whole world that such a thing had happened between her and him.

But he knew that people would think that he had gone mad. It was even recorded in everyone's mind that Steve Hawkins was not interested in women.

But still, no one had seen him with a man too.

So, they had ended up concluding that he was infertile.

But they just did not know that his heart, his love, and all his attention had already been stolen by this little girl he was hugging now.

He got out of bed and did not even bother to cover himself. He went to the bathroom to prepare a bath before carrying her in to clean themselves.

She was something very precious to him. And what he wanted now was to spoil her in a different way.

After changing the bedding, he applied some relieving cream on her wounds. Then he dried her hair and  after dressings her up, he put her back on the bed.

She was still sleeping. He must have exhausted her on her first time.

"I am sorry dear," he said and kissed her forehead again. He could never have enough of her.

He had wanted to spend more time with her, looking at her as she lay on her bed, but he got a call that made him worried.

He wanted to wake her up and tell her that he was leaving, but he could not bear to disturb her sleep.

And there were some other things that he could not say to her. They would scare her.

And maybe she would get worried about him. So he decided to leave like that.

He was just glad that that day had happened. And he was sure that he would never lose her!

...

There were so many people when the seven year old kid reached the scene. She was carried in her dad's embrace.

She was still confused, not aware of anything that had happened.

They had been at home waiting for her mommy to come when her dad received a call. And he seemed tensed up immediately.

He had not said much. Instead, he had carried her up and rushed to the car.

"Daddy, is something wrong?" The little girl had asked.

"Nope, everything is fine dear," the man had said and patted her back. But his hands on the steering wheel were trembling, and his face was covered in sweat.

Even his breathing was different from normal. It was like he had received some bad news.

"Aren't we waiting for mommy anymore? She will be mad if she does not get us at home. She said she had a surprise for us," the child had said, her expression full of liveliness and expectations.

The man's hands tightened on the steering wheel. And he tried so much to act normal. "We are going to get mommy," he said.

"Oh, so daddy is uneasy because he has a surprise for mommy? Wow! That is too lovely," the child clapped her hands.