All Chapters of His Father's Obsession, I fell in love with his son. : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I closed my eyes and stifled a groan as she took her tongue even deeper. My hands slowly moved down from her waist to her thighs. I bunched her gown on her waist and slid my finger into her cunt. She pulled away and threw her head backward as my fingers slurped into her tight cunt. With a smirk playing on my lips, I slowly brushed my thumb against it. “Luca,” She whimpered, her hips squirming. “You're so wet, Carol,” I grinned, feeling the wetness that seeped through her slit. She was aroused and it excited me beyond reason. I pushed her legs apart and caressed her cunt with my finger. “Ahhh,” She trembled slightly, holding my wrist.As my finger continued in its teasing, I began trailing kisses on her thighs. Her beautiful moans filled the air as my lips moved passionately on her skin, leaving marks. “Luca…”Hearing that, I swiftly slipped my finger deeper into cunt. She whimpered my name, but it only intensified my arousal. “You're tight, baby,” I chuckled evilly, deepening m

I stood frozen to a spot as the bathroom door clicked softly. My heart thudded so hard that I didn’t move until I heard Luca lock it from the inside.Then, slowly, I dropped to the edge of the bed, clutching the crumpled panties in my fist, my entire body shaking, from the unbearable and ridiculous absurdity of it all. I dared a glance at the door and waited for it to burst open any moment but after some seconds of my anticipation, the door didn’t creak open like I had expected. My heart still pounded, but minutes dragged by without anyone stepping into the room. I tapped my finger nervously against the edge of the sheet draped over my legs, my body tense, and my ears straining to catch even the faintest shift of sound from the hallway but all I heard was Antonio’s voice.It floated faintly through the walls, it was steady and almost casual. He was talking as if it wasn’t the dead of night and as if there wasn’t something painfully wrong in the air.I couldn’t make out his exact wo

“Why are you asking about that now?” My father asked me, looking straight into my face, his eyes as cold as ice.I wasn’t supposed to be the one to follow him up with whatever he had wanted to say to me, I had never done that since I lost my mother and I never took any of his words seriously but I had to follow up on his request to speak to me because it was a ploy to cover up my tracks.Even though I was itching to collapse on my bed and my body begged for sleep, I couldn’t pull myself away from the kitchen yet, not until I heard what my father was going to ask Clara.I stood there, just some inches away from him, silently praying he wouldn’t suspect something odd about my askance. Stolen bread really is sweet, until you're caught with crumbs all over your face, that was exactly how I felt. My heart was still hammering from the near escape with Carol, and now I was standing there like an idiot, risking everything just to satisfy my curiosity but I couldn’t help it.“Was only curious

Yawning and stretching my whole being on the bed like I was in a fight with an invisible being I wanted to push off the bed, my eyes fluttered open to the bright rays that sought to poke its head into every part of the room, especially my face.“Arrrrgggg!” I exclaimed, reminding myself that if I had only remembered to take the window blinds down, perhaps, the ray may not have been so bright. I yawned some more and sat up on the bed, grateful that Antonio didn’t come in to force me into pleasing him yet again.He was still my husband but sex with him had been both annoying, disgusting and forced all because I wasn’t happy that he was sharing his body, my body with multiple women whom I don’t even know if they had any transferrable sexual diseases.Making an effort to rise from the bed to wash off the sleep traces from my face, I heard the door creak open softly. My heart fluttered but as I turned and saw who it was, panic shot through me like a jolt of electricity.“Are you insane?”

“Hello, ma,” Clara cleared her throat and called out to me. I could swear that I was jolted for real, I wasn’t even thinking anyone would stand in my room at the time, let alone call out to me but I didn’t show how startled I was. One mind said to dismiss her and throw some tantrums about not eating but another said to just ignore her for a while so when she was tired, she would walk out the same way she had come in.I knew I was hungry and I pictured a tray of food I hadn’t asked for but I knew I wasn’t going to throw tantrums and wouldn’t refuse either. No matter how much I tried to not admit it, the hunger gnawed at my stomach fiercely. Yet when I turned, there wasn’t a tray of food in her hands as usual but a box. I looked at her in astonishment, wondering where the hell my breakfast was but as I looked closely, I recognized the box in her hand. It was the exact phone Luca had slipped into my hand during his apology yesterday night in the kitchen after which his lips brushed m