Chapter seventy six

Celina woke up two hours later. She was was feeling dizzy and also having headaches.

" where am I? " she whispered to herself. She looked around the room, and as she was about to move, she touched something soft.

She turned her head, and to her surprise, she saw Devon. His eyes were both closed. It looked like he was sleeping, but he wasn't. As soon as Celina moved her body, Devon opened his eyes.

" Celina " he called as he sat up right.

Celina just stared at him. She could see the fear in his eyes. What nobody has ever seen before, Celina had seen it. The expression on Devon's face, showed how much he cared for her.

" how are you feeling now? " Devon asked. He held her right hand with both his arms. But unfortunately, she took her hand back.

" where am I? " she asked. She just kept on staring at the room. It was unfamiliar to her( but it was her room). Her cute beautiful face were all filled with fear and confusion. As she look down, her eyes hit Devon's gaze.

" why am I here? " she asked. She felt breathless, and she was breathing as if someone had strangled her.

" did you bring me here?, why? "

" I... " as Devon was about to speak, Beatrice ran in, followed by Clinton. As Beatrice ran to Celina's side from the left side of the bed, Celina jumped out from the right side.

" who are you? " she yelled.

" what? " Beatrice felt that she didn't hear what her daughter had just said. And that's because, it was kind of something that would never happen to her daughter.

" I asked, who are you? " Celina asked with so much authority. Those words alone, shattered Beatrice's heart to pieces.

" do you know me? " she asked.

" where do you know me from? " she kept on asking.

" do you kind know anything about my past? " Every questions that Celina had thrown at them, felt like a knife stabbing Clinton's chest.

Beatrice sat on the ground, crying. She was still happy that at least her daughter is still alive. Clinton went down, and held her from behind.

Devon walked to Celina. He held her hand and led to back to the bed.

" they don't just know your past, they're part of your past " Devon said.

" what? " she asked confused.

" they are your parents " Devon said. His voice was calm and cool. Celina turned her gaze back to her Clinton and Beatrice.

Celina went down from the bed, and walked to her Clinton and Beatrice. She felt pity, and also felt pain. If they were really her parents, she was sure that they were in so much pain. She squats down and hugged the both of them from behind.

Beatrice was shocked. It's been long since Celina had hugged her. Even Clinton was surprised. Beatrice and Clinton suddenly turned, and hugged their daughter. Clinton was in the middle.

Celina felt really comfortable in their arms. While she was in their arms, she just thought to herself, if this people were really her parents. And let's just say, she's kind of feeling sure that this people were really her parents. She just felt so comfortable, that she could sleep there and then.

While Devon was still staring at them, not knowing if he should smile or not.

Grey's house

Molly lay on the couch, and rested her head on Grey's lap. The atmosphere was quiet. Grey were just caressing the front side of Molly's hair.

While Molly was lost in her imagination. She was just smiling, and staring at the ceiling.

" you can't stop talking about Celina, am I right? " Grey asked.

" I'm really happy that she's back " Molly said. Grey no longer said anything, he bent his back, and kissed her.

They were kissing like a professional. Molly wrapped her hands around Grey's neck, as she sat on his lap( so now, Grey's lap was in between her legs).

Their tongues were having fun together. While Grey's right hand was pressing Molly's head for a deep kiss. Then his left hand slowly went down her neck, while his lips left hers and slowly followed his hand. He even brought his tongue out, and played on her neck.

Grey slowly carried Molly in a bridal style, and they just disappeared. They appeared on Grey's bed, rubbing each others body. Grey took his head down to her stomach, and kissed her. He started pulling the gown she had worn. And any part that was no longer covered, got a visit from Grey's lips.

Grey's hand slowly moved to her boobs. He massaged it so well that a moan escaped Molly's lips. Molly slowly pulled Grey's shirt, and she started feeling his smooth white beautiful chest. Molly even raised her head, and started kissing and licking his chest and breast.

Now Grey is all turned on. His dick was already erected from the start. All of a sudden, Molly heard a tearing sound. She looked down and she saw that she was already naked, there's nothing on her, nor her bra, nor her underwear. Then just then, she felt his tongue on her nipple.

Just then, Molly pushed him, then climbed on top him. She started kissing him so hard, as if she was hungry and ready to eat his lips. And Grey had to follow up. They were both kissing like there's no tomorrow.

Molly started removing Grey's trouser. And after she was done, Grey turned, and he's now on top her. While he was kissing her, he was stroking himself.

Molly slowly moved her left hand down to his dick. She removed his hand, then helped him in stroking his dick up and down. Their lips parted, and a moan escaped both their lips.

Molly had never felt like this before. It was as if heaven came down to earth just to let her in. The butterflies that she felt in her tummy, was really much. The warmth of his body was enough to cover her in a cold winter.