Chapter 44 Give Me a Baby

Sandra was up. The room was quiet.
She couldn't feel any sunlight, so it should be at night.
She was totally confused for a moment and didn't know where she was, so that she curled up into the blanket.
Unexpectedly, two hands were on her when she moved.
"Sandra."
The man's voice was husky, sounded like he didn't sleep well.
Sandra remembered that she was bought by a man named Clinton.
He said he was her husband.
Sandra tried to moved away from the blanket and said confused.
"Clinton?"
" Yes."
She looked innocent and pure, cautious but also dependent. She warmed him up and he dragged her into his arms.
He liked her to call his name in that way, which would never be possible if she was lucid.
Clinton put his cheek on her head, and didn't want to let her go.
"Sandra, I made surgery reservation for you tomorrow."
"Surgery?"
She blinked her eyes and thought about what he said, and then she panicked.
"Only those who are sick need surgery... Clinton, am I sick?"
Clinton embraced her body.
"No, you are well. The surgery was just to make your eyes recover. When your eyes can see, then you can see me... Sandra, don't you want to see what I look like?"
He persuaded her gently, holding one of her hands on his cheek.
Warm touch.
The man's skin was healthy and smooth. Sandra felt it was fun to have her fingers brush through his eyes and eyebrows.
After a while, she said honestly.
"Yes, I do."
To be honest, she had no expectation for his look. Although people would talk about how handsome he was during the conversation, he...
She stretched her lips and thought to herself, if he was that handsome, why would he like her?
But still, she wanted to see him.
No matter she was beautiful or ugly, she wanted to sense him with all possible ways.
Her reply made Clinton so happy that he kissed her deeply.
Their lips entangled, their tongues were exchanging the fluid, and their breath were hasty.
In her consciousness, she was still a child without sexual experience, and she wasn't fully aware of what they were doing at that time. But because she trusted him, she didn't resist, but just closed her eyes hopelessly, panting with hands on the blanket.
The man's lips moved further down.
they were on her collar bones, which spread the electric wave across her body, pleasant and numb too.
Sandra was moaning lightly, with neck holding back like a fragile swan.
Her dark hair was spread behind her body, red lips, fair skin, she was so beautiful till it aches.
Her moaning was like the most dangerous poison to him to make his restrained urge burst out in force.
He wanted her.
Since she left, he didn't touch any woman.
The man kissed her skin, each and every inch, and wait patiently for her to blossom like a flower under his skin, at the end he put one of his long legs carefully between her legs.
"Sandra, may I?"
Gentle breath at her ear.
Sandra was shivering and her whole body wanted more of him. she was a bit scared but held his back steadily, nodded with flush on her face.
she didn't know what he wanted, but she felt he wouldn't hurt her.
Her light nodding made him hilarious.
He paced his urge patiently and guided her slowly till both of them went deeper into the lust.
Late night, a lamp was on.
two bodies were entangling, the man was kissing away her tears and sweat.
"Sandra, don't hate me."
"Sandra, Give me a baby..."
Sandra was like a small boat, receiving his urge passively. She didn't understand why he asked her not to hate him. She just screamed out his name again and again while they were heading to the top.
"Clinton, Clinton... enough..."
While they were affectionate, they didn't realize a pretty shadow was at the door listening to them, her eyes were like ghost.