"Mom, it's not what you think, okay? We simply stayed up late last night, and as we were feeling hungry, we decided to have a late-night meal. But then, we couldn't immediately fall back asleep. We ended up staying awake, engaged in deep conversations. Unfortunately, my room isn't soundproof, so any noise could be heard," I explained, trying to clarify the situation.
"Well, I suppose there's some truth to that," my brother chimed in.
After our somewhat awkward lunch, the food might have been delicious, but we struggled to enjoy it under Mom's skeptical gaze. The truth is, nothing happened between us last night or this morning. But if we had wanted to, why not, right?
So, with that in mind, we decided to visit the mansion. It's a bit bittersweet, knowing that Logan's grandmother is no longer with us. She passed away two years ago, and I regret not being able to visit her before she left.
However, Logan's grandmother had expressed her final wish for us to get married. It brings me great joy knowing that we are fulfilling her wish, not just by getting married, but by building a strong and loving relationship. I hope our future together turns out just as she envisioned.
So, we headed to the mansion with that purpose in mind. Our time together there is always special, as it feels like a missing piece of me is finally fulfilled.
He gently nibbled on my lips, igniting a slow burn with his touch. I felt as if I were a candle, gradually melting under his caress.
Unable to contain myself, I let out a loud moan. I knew we were in a soundproof room, allowing us the freedom to express our pleasure.
He cupped my bare breasts, having already stripped me down to my bra and panties. As he unclasped my bra, I could see the desire in his eyes. Without hesitation, he took my nipple into his mouth, causing a sensation that seemed to detach my soul momentarily from my body.
He marked me as if I truly belonged to him. When I surrendered myself to him, I made an eternal promise, an unbreakable vow.
My hands explored his firm, chiseled body. We pleasured each other, driven by our deepest desires, pushing each other to the edge of an eternal fire fueled by love and lust.
With a forceful motion, he pushed me onto the bed. Undoing his belt, he slowly removed his pants, revealing his impressive, rock-hard manhood. Even after countless encounters, I couldn't help but marvel at its majestic 9-inch length, which never fails to drive me wild.
However, he wouldn't allow himself to be the sole recipient of pleasure. Before moving on to the main event, he always ensured to pleasure me first.
Using his saliva as lubrication, he gently massaged my clitoris, causing waves of pleasure to ripple through my body. He inserted his fingers, skillfully moving them in a circular motion, and I couldn't help but writhe in ecstasy.
"Ah, please don't stop!" I begged him, unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me with each of his thrusts.
Seeing my heightened state of pleasure, he eagerly devoured my femininity, his finger entering me, which elicited a scream of pleasure that escaped my lips.
Finally, he entered me with his substantial length. Despite our past experiences, I still couldn't get used to his size, as it continued to bring me endless pleasure.
"Ah! Ah!" I cried out, moaning with each of his powerful thrusts.
"Oh my gosh! Yes!" I squealed, unable to contain my overwhelming pleasure.
Since we were planning to start a family, we didn't use any protection. The sooner we could conceive, the better. We both desired to welcome a daughter or son into our lives.
"Ah! Logan! I'm reaching my climax!" I exclaimed, feeling the peak of pleasure building with each of his thrusts.
"I'm almost there too, babe!" he shouted.
And with one final thrust, I felt the warmth of his release inside me.
It was the most incredible sensation and for a moment, I wondered if he still couldn't remember what happened to us that night in the hotel. I just realized that it was unfair. The memory haunted me for a long time, and yet, he had no recollection about it!
"I'm fine staying here for now," I assured him.
"In that case, I'll stay here with you," he declared, his voice filled with determination. Knowing his stubborn nature, I didn't argue any further.
"It's up to you," I replied, and together we headed to the kitchen.
We now found ourselves enjoying a meal prepared by Mom. Oh, how I missed these dishes. There's nothing quite like Mom's cooking. The flavors are unique and irreplaceable, unlike anything I've experienced in Azura.
"Mmm," I couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan, surprising Logan.
"Please, let's not make any more noise than necessary," he reminded me, his mischievous side still present.
"Logan, let's behave, okay? We're at Mom's house. We can save the excitement for later," I advised, hoping to keep things more discreet.
"Alright, we'll save it for tomorrow in the mansion. My room there is soundproof, so we won't have to hold back," he suggested, his tone filled with mischief as always. That man can never resist being playful.
"Let's just behave for now."
The next day, we woke up later than usual. We didn't fall asleep immediately the previous night. We took our time digesting the meal and engaged in meaningful conversation, leading us to sleep in.
Eventually, we both stirred around noon. As we made our way downstairs, we were greeted with a somewhat stern sermon from Mom. It seems we'll need to get used to her playful scoldings.
"What were you two doing that you woke up so late? You're like a couple of children. Get married first, alright? I'm excited to have grandchildren, but we'll all have to wait until next month," Mom admonished, and we simply nodded in response.
"Mom!" I complained that I was being monitored like a child.