THE INCARCERATED STRANGER

 

Chapter 34

 

MANGALISO 

 

 He has been waiting for 30 minutes outside for her to come out. Finally, he sees her approaching the gate, and he gets out of the car to greet her. Damn! He is speechless. She looks absolutely gorgeous, and he can’t help but admire her.

“Staring is rude, you know,” she says with a playful smile.

“I can’t help it; you’re beautiful,” he admits, feeling a bit star-struck.

“Thank you,” she replies, a hint of blush creeping onto her cheeks. He takes her hand and leads her to the car, opening the door for her before heading to his side. As they drive off, he keeps stealing glances at her. The red dress hugs her body perfectly—it suits her so well.

They engage in light conversation as they make their way to a nice, secluded restaurant. Although he’s not usually a fan of dinner dates, tonight he wants to spoil his woman. The restaurant was recommended by his half-sister when he asked for suggestions, and he feels good about the choice.

Upon arriving, they find their secluded table set up beautifully. 

“Wow, this is great,” she whispers, her eyes sparkling with delight.

He smiles and gives her a thumbs up—he’s relieved she likes it. He opens the chair for her, just as his sister advised him to do, and she sits down gracefully before he settles into his own seat.

As they enjoy their meal, everything is going wonderfully. She’s smiling and laughing; it feels like the perfect evening. He can’t help but feel happy seeing her so content.

Time passes quickly, and before they know it, it’s around 9 PM. After finishing their dinner, they make their way out of the restaurant to the car.

“Thank you so much, baby; that was lovely,” she says sincerely.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Cupcake,” he replies with warmth in his voice as he leans in and kisses her softly on the lips.

They get inside the car, and he hits the road, heading home. 

“Sage and his guys have dealt with the bastards that tortured my brother,” he says, glancing over at her. She looks at him, surprised.

“Ohhh…” she trails off, absorbing the weight of his words.

“Yeah, you’re now free to travel or go back to your place if you want. I can honestly say it’s safe,” he adds, swallowing hard. 

She doesn’t respond right away; she just nods slowly. The drive is filled with a heavy silence. He feels sadness creeping in at the thought of her leaving. He’s already grown used to having her around—waking up next to her, making her breakfast—and it feels unsettling to think about her going back to her own place. He can sense her sadness too; she stares out the window, lost in thought.

As they approach the end of the drive, the gate opens automatically as his car approaches. He drives in and parks before she steps out first. He stays behind for a moment to put the car in the garage, feeling a knot tighten in his stomach. 

Once he’s done, he heads inside the house, bracing himself.

 He finds her sitting at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall. He sits down next to her and gently takes her hand in his. They both sit in silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

“You don’t have to leave,” he finally says, breaking the stillness. She sighs and turns to look at him.

“I don’t want to leave, but… do we really want to cohabit?” she asks, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Cohabiting can be complicated; it’s not entirely good or bad, and most couples these days do it. So what could be wrong with them living together?

“Yes, we do. We’re used to staying together now. I don’t think I could cope with staying alone in this big mansion again,” he replies earnestly. She looks at him, a smile creeping onto her face.

“You always stayed alone in it, babe,” she says playfully.

He nods, smiling back at her. “But now I’m already used to having you around.” 

Her smile widens, and for a moment, the heaviness between them lifts just enough for hope to shine through.

He pulls her onto his lap and kisses her softly. She kisses him back, their lips moving in perfect harmony. His hands roam around her body, deepening the kiss as he loses himself in the moment. Her hands find the back of his head, gently brushing through his back head as if he were a child. That tender gesture makes him weak, and he can’t help but love it.

He sneak his hand under her dress and shifts her panties aside and he feels her wet ,he brushes her clit ,she moans.He lays her on bed and ripped off her dress from her body .

“You like this cupcake or should I stop?” He has a mischievous smile plastered on his face and Ayakha with her eyes closed parts her legs to give him more access to each thigh . He snakes his hands upto her butt cheeks and molds them like what a Potter does to clay. This sends shockwaves down her body. The more he molds her butt the more electrifying it feels. He starts to massage her honeypot slowly and making circles while planting soft kisses on her thighs until her panties are dripping wet. She moans loudly this time gyrating on his fingers for more friction at which he moves the panties to the side and inserts his middle finger slowly with no rush to anywhere making circles inside her clit. She can not take it anymore as she turns and looks up giving him more access to her honeypot. His other hand moves to her breasts massaging them one by one giving each nipple attention  . The sensation of the clit and breast massages drives Ayakha to the edge and her body begins to shake as she fails to hold it in anymore she lets out a loud moan as she reaches paradise. 

“Oh Mangaliso …..” 

Before she can calm down he is already kissing her slowly . They continue kissing with only their hearts communicating and soon enough both of them are fully naked, he sucks on her neck, her colorbone and continued trailing kisses and sucking on her soft skin until he reached her honeypot again. He starts to suck on her clit with his tongue rubbing and licking her folds and the bean tip. When she thinks he is done with sucking and licking her as she is nearing another heaven he inserts his tongue inside and starts thrusting in and out until he feels her walls clenching around his tongue. She holds his head with both her hands not to move and she explodes once again crying out his name. 

As soon as she calms down he gets ontop of her the missionary way. He directs his large cock to her highly sensitive honeypot and slowly moves in.

“Fuck!” He cusses. He moves put and slowly thrusts in and out looking at her beautiful face. 

“Open your eyes babe look  at me Cupcake.” He says leaning down and slowly kissing her while they slowly move their flexible waists meeting halfway thrust for thrust. He continue making love to her, worshiping her. He is moving very slow and making sure that it's about both of them today, after a wonderful dinner date.

“I love you.” Says Ayaka 

“I love you Cupcake.”  He pumps in and out of  her until he feels her walls clenching again  As they both reach paradise at the same time with him spilling his seed inside of her.

“Oh Baby……” He says tensing inside her.

“Mangaliso!--” They both come undone as their juices of pleasure bond them as one. He pulls out, and head to the bathroom and comes back with a towel and cleans her. When he is satisfied with his cleaning job he kisses her smooth shaved soft meat before cleaning himself. He lays next to her and she lays her head on his chest he puts his arm around her pulling her closer and she dozes off..…

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NKOSINATHI

 

He wakes up and kisses Zekhethelo, who is still peacefully sleeping next to him. After a moment, he gets up and heads to the shower. When he’s finished, he puts on the clothes he wore yesterday. Last night, they had decided to spend the night at his apartment together; they had fun, drank, and made love all night long.

As he grabs his phone, he notices four missed calls from Pari. He dials her number and steps out of the room. Her phone rings twice before she answers.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he greets her cheerfully.

“Good morning,” she replies with a sleepy voice.

“I’m sorry to disturb your sleep; I just saw your missed calls from last night,” he says as he walks around the apartment.

“I’m sorry, my love. I was tired and went to bed early. I didn’t hear my phone ringing,” she explains. He knows he’s lied too much to his woman, but today it feels different—he feels a pang of guilt for deceiving her. He hopes the wedding happens before he has to come clean to both women in his life.

They talk for a long time, sharing stories and laughter, before finally hanging up.

“Hey babe,” Zekhethelo says as she walks into the kitchen, half-naked.

“Hey, my love,” he responds, putting his phone down and pulling her into his arms.

“My head hurts,” she complains, rubbing her temples. 

He laughs at her, knowing she had more drinks than he did last night. 

“Well, that’s what happens when you drink too hard!” he teases gently, a playful smile on his face.

Zekhethelo pouts, giving him a mock glare.

 “Not funny! I need something to help me feel better,” she replies, her voice slightly whiny.

“Alright, alright,” he says, chuckling as he releases her and heads to the fridge. 

“How about some water and a little breakfast? That should help with the hangover.”

She leans against the counter, watching him with a smile as he rummages through the fridge. 

“You’re such a good fiance,” she says, her expression softening.

He glances back at her, grinning. “Only because I have to take care of my wife to be. You know I can’t let you suffer alone.” 

After pouring her a glass of water, he sets it in front of her along with some toast and fruit. 

“Here you go! The best hangover cure.”

Zekhethelo takes a sip of the water and smiles gratefully. 

“You really know how to spoil me,” she says, taking a bite of the toast.

He leans against the counter beside her, watching her eat. 

“Well, you deserve it after last night. We had an amazing time.”

She nods, her eyes sparkling with memories. 

“We really did! I just wish I hadn’t gone overboard with the drinks.”

“Next time, we’ll pace ourselves,” he assures her playfully. “But honestly, it was worth it to see you have so much fun.”

She laughs softly, then winces at the sound. “Okay, maybe just a little less fun next time,” she jokes.

“Deal,” he replies, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. They stand together in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying each other’s presence as she finishes her breakfast.

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