The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 884
“Would you like me to bring it up for you?” asked the maid.
Madelyn was cradling the freshly bathed Dalton and paid no mind to the maid. They prepared to catch a few winks as Dalton was already drowsy. They snuggled into bed, hands positioned in their usual comforting spot, and soon slipped into a peaceful slumber.
Meanwhile, at the Sovereign Luxe Resort & Spa, Fred looked the woman ardently at work between his legs. Cecilia wiped the corner of her mouth, looked up at him with seductive eyes, and asked, “You seem off today. Already had a fling outside, haven’t you?”
Thirty minutes later, Cecilia’s doing was no fruition. Her lips tingled from exhaustion. Fred lifted Cecilia’s chin, his eyes lingering on her inviting lips. He said, ” Ten more minutes. If you still can’t satisfy me, I’ll have my men teach you how to please a man.”
Cecilia’s face soured for a split second, but she quickly regained composure. She knew Fred well enough to take his words seriously. Fred had a penchant for married women. No woman he set his sights on ever escaped his clutches, and he had a myriad of ways to make them submit.
Climbing onto Fred’s lap, Cecilia didn’t stop what she was doing. She leaned in, her warm breath brushing over his ear as her tongue teased sensitive spots. She whispered, “Picture me as Mrs. Jardin.”-
Cecilia gripped Fred’s hand and placed it on her softest spot. She continued, Everywhere you’ve touched, he has too. Our first night-in the kitchen, the bedroom, the balcony-we’ve left marks all over.”
Then, Cecilia felt a noticeable reaction from Fred and pressed on, fueling his desire with each provocative word, knowing full well this kink of his had not changed. He scooped her up and did her roughly. He growled, “Keep talking.”
Cecilia’s voice fractured with moans, she said, “Next time, I have another surprise for you.”
Every time Fred visited, Cecilia offered him a new surprise. She had a knack for understanding all of his preferences. Slowly but surely, she was becoming irresistible to him. She added, “If you’re so enamored with his woman, why not just take Madelyn for yourself? Wouldn’t it be more exciting if both of you played with the same woman?”
“Ah!” Cecilia suddenly let out a piercing cry. “We could all be together -four of us!”
Minutes later, Cecilia felt utterly exhausted. She collapsed on the bed and panting heavily. But even in her tired state, she found herself being guided off the bed to stand by the floor- to-ceiling window. Fred remained meticulously dressed while Cecilia had no clothes on her.
Cecilia realized that no matter how much effort she put into the task at hand, words of encouragement had a far more significant impact.
“Zach Jardin, you sure know how to pick women!” Fred exclaimed with a loud moan. It was an endless marathon of determination, with no clear end in sight.
Two hours later, Cecilia lay on the floor, her body twitching involuntarily, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, her face flush with satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Mya sneaked out of her home and hopped on a bus all by herself, headed for the hospital. The warm afternoon sunshine had disappeared, and a cold breeze surrounded her. She huddled in her seat. Lost in thought, she missed her stop.
Finding herself in an unfamiliar area, Mya looked at the busy streets and big shopping places. She figured out she ended up in a pretty neighborhood. All she could do was go back, turn around, and take another bus to the hospital.
