Sydney Thunder Facesitting Novels & Stories

She cooperated and went upstairs, careful with each step as a dull ache tugged at her abdomen. On the third floor, he did not lock her inside a room. He led her onto an open terrace. He toyed with a short baton and tipped his chin toward a chair placed there. "Sit." The chair stood at the very edge. Anyone afraid of heights would have felt their legs weaken. Sydney was not afraid of heights. Growing up, she had feared only Eloise. She sat and glanced over the edge, estimating the drop. From that angle, she could see the courtyard and the hall below with almost no obstruction.

My Sydney. " Sydney's in prison?"

Not another minute needed it to be delayed. We stepped through the doorway. My eyes dilated, adjusting to the soft interior lighting. Sydney was sitting in a chair next to the bed, holding Hycinth's hand and lightly stroking her limp fingers. Sydney's eyes flickered up to meet mine. She had questions. I could see it in her hesitant expression. She worried about the future as well. Not just Hycinth but all of us.

There was nothing about rainfall on the weather forecast. A growl of thunder, with a flash of lightning subsequently following, made me jump. And as my mind chose to flight and searched for refuge, it was only then that I realised that Sy never left his seat; he was sitting there idly as if he did not notice any of the things happening outside. I kinda found comfort in his presence, Lord knows my fear of thunder and lightning would be the death of me one day. "Sy–"

I step back and shift. Sydney sits up and looks away from me, but I want to feel that joy again in human form. I kneel next to her. I’m facing her. I fight the urge to pull her into my lap. She would be straddling me. It might be too much, especially naked. So, I reach to touch the softness of her cheek. Sydney doesn’t say a word, but I hear her breath catch. She blushes so easily.

She walked up to me and put her thumb on my forehead "Compose yourself" And then I saw it all..... Jude leaving a party thrown in the house with a very familiar face,and the I saw Cary,Sue,Alia and Julia collapse in the main room and then I saw the familiar face again accepting the blame for what happened to them. I stumbled back after Sia removed her thumb from my forehead and I shook my head in almost shock "No... it's not possible....She can't....No she can't". Hunter stared at me strangely "What happened Sydney,why do you look so frightened....Do you happen to know her".

"I guess the mother's bad deeds hunt the child." Sydney's eyes gleamed with tears. She looked at Ethan as he stared down at his feet. Gavin had never missed his matches; he made sure he took the front-row seat. His cheer was always the loudest. Now all Ethan could hear was the boos and mirthful laughter from the Evergreens. Sydney stood and Theresa looked up at her in concern. "Where are you going? The match isn't over yet." "I have to talk to Ethan." Sydney felt like she was an alien on Earth as she walked where Ethan sat. People watched her and gossiped. Some even threw curses at her.

Sydney saw the two messing around and reprimanded them with a frown. The two immediately quiet down like obedient students. In the sack, Lyra's face twisted furiously when she heard Sydney's voice. "Sydney Raines, it really is you! How dare you do this to me?" 'Damn it, what kind of sack was this? Why can't I get it off?’ "Why wouldn't I?" Sydney snickered. "Since you dare to harm me again and again, why won't I dare to fight back?" Lyra choked but soon became arrogant again. "Aren't you afraid of Julien finding out about this?"

I could see a few people setting up the bounce houses and making sure they were tied down, others were setting up large tables and bleachers as some more were staking wood within reach for the large fire pit. Since things were well in hand I turned around and made my way to Silas’s office, the building quiet and empty as it was a Sunday and everyone was home or attending to the barbeque. I stopped outside his door and knocked once before opening it, raising my eyebrow and scoffing as I noticed Sydney in his office. She was sitting on his desk and showing him a folder, her body turned towards him and her pencil skirt high on her thighs as she leaned forward into him and tried to entice him.