Chapter 8

Andre's POV
I sat in my office and thought back to the way Emily fainted in front of me yesterday because of her fever.
After she fainted, I quickly rushed her to the hospital. The doctor told me she had reached 102.2°F and that any later could have been hazardous to her health.
I felt sorry for her and wanted to take care of her in the hospital, but Kate suddenly woke up and found out I was not home so she made a fuss and refused to sleep. The maid had no choice but to call me, so I left a note for Emily and rushed back home.
I wanted to go to the hospital to see her in the evening, but my best friend Kevin invited me to the club for a drink at that time. I couldn't refuse because I hadn't seen her for a long time, and when I arrived at the club I saw Emily on the dance floor, dancing her heart out, looking sexy and charming.
Why was she there at that time? Had she recovered from her illness? Why was she dancing at the club again? Wait, what were those men doing?
I saw a few men giggling and laughing as they approached Emily and couldn't help but walk over to her.
"Beauty, your dancing is really great, are you interested in dancing with me?"
"Dancing is so meaningless, beauty why don't you come upstairs with me and we'll go play something else interesting."
Emily should be drunk, and surprisingly she did not immediately drive away those men. I went up and chased the men away when I saw that one of them was about to touch Emily's waist with his hand.
"Susan..."
I was angry and wanted to take Emily straight away, but she looked at the girl beside her.
Was the girl her friend?
I looked at the girl named Susan, who was also drunk and it wasn't a good idea to leave Susan alone in this club, so I turned my head to look at Kevin.
"Kevin, I'll leave this girl to you, take care of her. I'll go first."
I took Emily by the hand and dragged her to the bathroom. She was really drunk and actually didn't recognize me, giggling with her face up.
"Mr. Vincent, did you bring me here to do something to me?"
Emily's hand touched my chest, her fingers twirling there. She pressed her body close to mine and exhaled hot breath against my neck.
"Damn it, Emily, do you know what you're doing?!"
I gritted my teeth, feeling as if there were flames burning inside me from Emily's active teasing.
Emily got even closer to my body, apparently, the alcohol made her forget her fear and she even seemed a little excited.
"Of course I know, Mr. Vincent."
I tightened my hand on Emily's waist and pressed my body close to hers, leaving no gaps. The other hand caressed her cheek, wandering from her eyes, nose, and mouth to the back of her head, finally imprisoning her with a forceful intensity that made it impossible for her to avoid my kiss.
Emily's lips were very soft. I pried her mouth open and let my tongue enter her mouth, catching it quickly to keep it from escaping. Emily and I kissed passionately, hands exploring each other's bodies.
I felt me getting hard against Emily's soft thighs, then I suddenly came to my senses, "Hey, honey, sweetheart, our first time can't be here."
I gasped and got my sanity under control before quickly driving Emily back to my house and throwing her on the bed.
"Baby, what do you want me to do?"
"Kiss me."
I leaned down and kissed Emily on the lips, and she was very cooperative with my movements. Then I undressed her as the clock on the wall turned little by little and we didn't finish until three in the morning.
My God, her body was so wonderful that I couldn't help but want more...
Emily's POV
My head hurt, what's happening?
I opened my sore eyes and looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling. The memories of yesterday slowly returned to my mind.
I remembered being hit on by some strange man at the club with Susan for drinks yesterday, and then Andre taking me to the toilet.
And then what happened?
Andre was breathing heavily and I didn't know how he managed to control himself from having sex with me here. Then he took me back home to an estate that looked like a royal palace.
I didn't have time to take in the interior before Andre carried me and threw me onto the bed. Then Andre leaned over and we kissed again, sucking the saliva out of each other's mouths in a frenzy.
Andre unzipped the side of my skirt with his hand, while my hand unbuckled the waistband of his pants. We were both eager to strip off every piece of clothing of each other.
Andre's kisses moved from my lips to my neck as he licked and sucked my skin bit by bit. The big hand kneaded my breasts hard, while the other hand moved quickly inside me.
As Andre kissed my n****es, he reached out and replaced his fingers with his thing poking in relentlessly.
He was so big that I couldn't help but let a moan escape from my mouth, which greatly encouraged Andre to keep moving.
As I was just getting used to his organ, Andre began to move violently. He got faster and faster as he thrust frantically inside me. Gradually I could no longer make out the shape of the crystal chandelier over the room, but could only feel the myriad shadows of the lights appearing before my eyes.
"Oh! God! Oh! Andre! Faster! Faster! Please!"
I wasn't even satisfied with Andre's speed, thus begging him to go faster.
"Emily, baby, God! You are really so beautiful. Your inside is so comfortable. See? How tightly it was wrapping around me? I don't even want to leave."
Andre was whispering explicit words of love in my ear, and I could no longer make any sound under his movements, only moaning continuously on instinct. I didn't know how long it took, but I felt a white light flash before my eyes and I reached my peak. Then a liquid rushed into my body that belonged to Andre.
At this point in my memory, I no longer knew how to face Andre, who was still asleep.
I was so drunk that I was so slutty and daring. How could I have said those words asking Andre to caress me so much? It was so humiliating!
"Baby, what are you thinking about?"
A big hand removed my hands covering my cheeks and pulled me into his arms. Neither of us were dressed and the room was a mess.
"Andre, please...don't."
My mouth said no, but my body took the initiative to move closer to Andre. His stroking my body by his slender fingers made my body burn up again, which had just cooled down.
"Baby, you were drunk last night, let me help you to review the exact details again."
Andre smiled and pressed up again without waiting for my answer. Then that crazy pleasure from yesterday flooded my brain again and I simply couldn't deny him.
"Susan, I'm back."
"Oh, Emily you're finally back, how's it going these days?" Susan gave me a warm hug and happily asked me about the events of the past two days. I remembered that I had stayed in bed all day yesterday, being frantically claimed by Andre, and had no idea how I was going to explain it to Susan.
Gosh, was I supposed to describe to Susan the details of my sex with Andre?
"Not bad, we flew kites in the park today. Andre is a good father."
I wasn't lying, Andre had woken up this morning with new clothes for me. We went downstairs together and Kate was sitting at the dinner table.
"Kate is really so cute." I sat next to Kate and watched as she obediently took one bite of food into her mouth and couldn't help but compliment her, while Andre laughed out loud at my words.
"Don't let her appearance fool you, it's because you're here that she's so well behaved. Before you came, the maids had to chase Kate around the entire first floor hall every day to feed in a bite of food."
In the afternoon Kate invited me to go to the park with her. She was flying a kite and accidentally tripped over a rock, shouting loudly for Andre to save her, but Andre never got up. I had no choice but to just watch the situation, so I went up to help Kate up, but he pulled me back and wouldn't let me pass.
"What are you doing? Can't you see Kate fell down?"
"Daddy, Daddy, come and help me! I've fallen, Daddy!"
Kate followed suit at this point, shouting with no aggression in her voice, more like a naughty child wanting candy. Many times when a child wants something so loudly, she doesn't really want it, she just wants more attention.
I thought a person like Andre would be unhappy with such unwarranted behavior of a child. But he didn't. Instead, he patiently guided Kate.
"Kate, I remember you really like the magical Princess Elsa, right?"
"Yes! Kate is super fond of Elsa, and Kate also wants to learn magic!"
"So what does Elsa do when she gets into trouble? Do they seek help from others? Just because of something as small as a fall."
"I got up, Dad. I beat the odds on my own, wasn't I brave?" Kate asked as she quickly got up from the floor and ran to us, looking at Andre with an expectant look on her face.
"Of course I am, our Kate is the bravest little princess."
The wind was very light, blowing the grass on the ground swaying and dancing. The sky was clear with no clouds in sight and the smell of warm sunshine all around. I watched them laughing and rolling into a ball, surprisingly a sense of inexplicable happiness.
It was clear that they were a family, and I was not even Andre's girlfriend, but why did I have this happy feeling?
Susan looked disappointed, not very satisfied with my answer.
"Hey, honey, who asked you if Andre is a good father. Does it matter to me if he's a good father or not? What I'm asking is how did you feel about having sex with him that day?"
"Hey, I haven't asked you yet? Where did you go after that day?"
I was too shy to know how to answer Susan's question and hurriedly threw the question back to Susan.
"I was taken that day by a man named Kevin, who said he was Andre's friend."
As Susan moved her head up, I saw the hickey on her neck. I noticed a little uncovered mark on her inner thigh in her shorts as well.
Susan happily told me about how good Kevin was and how comfortable she was.
I didn't really approve of Susan's practice of having sex with someone who she'd just met for the first time and wanted to remind Susan to be careful, after all, Kevin is a playboy like Andre. Even I'd only met Andre twice, I also slept with him. Anyway, I could feel they're both the same kind of guy.