Suddenly, after taking his dick out of my mouth, I started sucking his balls, his fingers tangled themselves in my hair and I could feel his hips bucking up towards me.
I could hear his loud moans and it sent shivers down my spine.
"I'm close!" He said through gritted teeth. I knew this would happen and so, I started sucking his balls harder.
"Gosh! Jenny! Fuck!"
He yelled and came in my mouth. He groaned loudly as he poured himself out in my throat, letting some water drops fall on my breasts and stomach.
As soon as he stopped moving he collapsed on top of my body, breathing heavily.
I hugged his arm tightly and laid on the tub with him. I ran my hands through his hair and sighed in satisfaction. I loved seeing him like this. A little exhausted, sweaty, tired and sexy as hell. It felt like old times. I ended up giving him pleasure and I must swear down, I had pleasure too. There is this feeling you get when you know you have satisfied your partner sexually.
"Are you ok?"
He opened his eyes and nodded in response. We laid together for a couple of minutes then we got up on our feet,
"Do you want me to tend to you?"
He asked mischievously.
"Naw, I am mourning my dead sister"
I joked and pouted cutely.
He chuckled softly,
"Then let's shower, I owe you big."
I smiled happily. He picked the soap and shampoo where I had dropped it earlier and cleaned me as well. Then, he washed me again and put a fluffy pink towel around me and dried me as much as he could until I felt all clean and fresh.
He gently pushed me out of the bathroom after wrapping himself in a similar towel as mine.
I halted in my tracks when I remembered something,
"What about the baby?"
His hands shook violently and he turned me to face him,
"I lost her too"
"Oh god..."
I trailed off in shock as tears started streaming down my face.
I hugged him and cried.
He held me as if I was fragile and kept murmuring comforting words to me.
"She is not dead, somehow she was taken away from me and I don't know why but then Susan said she would make sure the baby is okay, I don't need to worry. What am I even saying"
He said not sounding sure of himself
I pulled away from him slightly and looked into his worried eyes. I wiped the stray tears from my cheeks.
"I don't get it?"
I asked. when he said he lost her I thought the baby died but now, he is saying another thing.
He looked into my teary eyes and kissed me lightly on the forehead,
"On my way back, I had a little accident and I blacked out and when I woke up, I found the baby gone. I rushed back to the hospital"
He chuckled and continued,
"Instead of going to police to make a claim, I went to the hospital. don't know what I was thinking but that's by the way. As I was saying, I saw Vivian and she said Susan said I should not worry about the baby, that she is in safe hands"
I sighed. If I had not see her myself, I would not have believed ghost exist.
I hugged him then strolled out of the room.
I got to my room and I collapsed on the bed.
I wouldn't know if Zain would look for his baby or not, I don't even know what to think. My brain was empty. I just lay there in pain.
My phone beeped and I sat up to know who is calling me. I have not been with my phone for the better part of the morning.
The caller ID said mom and I stilled,
my thoughts were running through my mind.
"Has she heard?"
I whispered and took a deep breath before answering the call.
After a few seconds of silence on the line my mom spoke,
"Jenny?" She asked softly.
I tried swallowing but only air left my lungs
"I can't believe she did this"
She mumbled more to herself.
"Mom? How are you..?"
I stammered out and suddenly I realized I don't know what to say, how to comfort her when I am hurting myself. How the hell did she hear about Susan 's death? I wouldn't know because I did not tell her.
"Mom, I am sorry"
I said swallowing painfully.