Jayson took her hand and placed it over his chest. Sidney's face rested against his back, and she could hear the rapid beat of his heart, pounding strong and steady. Each thump stirred something deep inside her, reminding her of countless nights spent together, tangled up in each other's arms on that large bed. The sound of their heartbeats, entwined in passion, echoed through the quiet room as they lost themselves in each other, their love unrestrained, surrendering to every fleeting moment of warmth and intimacy.
It seemed like it had happened a long time ago, but this person was standing right in front of her, unchanged, still looking at her with eyes full of love.
How long had it been since they had been this close? She didn't dare think about it too much. Jayson took her hand, turned to face her, and gently, cautiously kissed the back of her left hand.
His heart instantly clenched in pain, so sharp that he could barely breathe. This emptiness in his chest burned with pain as he looked at it.
Sidney noticed the change in his eyes and tried to pull her hand away, but Jayson held it tightly, refusing to let go.
He was about to speak, but Sidney covered his mouth.
She knew exactly what he wanted to say.
"Don't say anything else! It's fine." Sidney said as she jumped down from the counter, frantically grabbing a cloth to tidy up the table.
Jayson didn't leave. He tightly wrapped his arms around Sidney from behind, and while she was busy, he pulled something from his pants pocket and gently tugged at the collar of her top.
Sidney looked down, and the diamond-studded brooch was already pinned to her chest.
"Wow!"
"It's made from the wedding ring." The main diamond was the one Sidney had originally worn on her finger, but now it was surrounded by many smaller diamonds, forming a star-shaped brooch.
She looked down and fiddled with the brooch, noticing the engraving on the sterling silver base—MYSTAR.
Her shoulders trembled, and with a gentle touch, he turned her toward him, wanting to wipe away the tears that traced her cheeks.
Her emotions were complex. She was deeply touched by everything Jayson had done for her, so much so that she didn't know how to repay him. Jayson held her tightly, kissing her face repeatedly, kissing away each tear until her emotions finally settled down.
With a tender touch, he wiped the dirt from her tear-streaked face, then lifted her onto the kitchen counter. There, with an undeniable urgency, he kissed her deeply, as if there was no room for refusal. The kiss was like a spark setting everything aflame, both of them urgently seeking the other, feeling the heat of their connection. Sidney was kissed so passionately, it felt as if she could hardly breathe, her soft moans escaping as she gave herself over to him. Jayson's lips trailed down to her collarbone, his touch desperate, his movements fueled by an overwhelming desire.
Sidney finally tilted her head back, gasping for air with every breath, her chest rising and falling as she instinctively leaned into his touch, her body responding to the intensity of the moment. Her hands pressed against the edge of the table, soft cries escaping her lips as a deep emptiness stirred within her, a yearning for more of his touch, more of his affection.
Jayson's upper clothing was nowhere to be seen, and Sidney's long skirt had somehow been pushed up to her waist. He bent down and put his face between her legs. Sidney stood on the edge of the table with her legs, feeling extremely embarrassed under the bright kitchen fluorescent light.
"No! No..."
She felt a strange and intense heat between her legs! No matter how many times it happened, it was too strange for her to bear.
She tried to close her legs, but Jayson pushed them apart. Until she was exhausted and her skirt was soaking wet, she let out a startled cry! She was picked up by Jayson!
She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, her tear-stained eyes wide open, and before she could say a word, she was forcefully pushed into his body by Jayson.
She curled her toes and clung tightly to his slim waist, afraid of falling. He held her full hips and demanded her in a frenzy.
Sidney panicked and struggled, "Not here, it's weird!"
"I'm losing control, I need you immediately." Jayson smirked, that familiar mischievous look on his face, his eyes narrowing like a snake ready to seduce."
"The curtains... the curtains are still open!" Sidney reminded him with the last bit of reason she had left.
"No one outside can see us in here," he growled.
In such a place, Sidney felt both ashamed and a little scared. She could only cling tightly to Jayson, her proud, snow-white chest pressed against his muscular chest, rubbing as sweat poured down.
Jayson moved while holding her, carrying her into the room. He leaned down, pushing her onto the bed, one hand on her shoulder while the other groped her chest, selfishly and dominantly taking full control of her.
Sidney comfortably wrapped her legs around his waist, sighing in satisfaction, her body trembling as she was carried towards another peak. Jayson gently kissed the sweat on her forehead, holding her tightly. In his heart, he vowed to protect her with all his might and love her for a lifetime.
They didn't know, and no one noticed, that Jayson's phone had been ringing for a long time.
Poor Mr. Smith had been waiting in the office ever since his boss landed. His boss hadn't given him any instructions, or maybe had just forgotten. He didn't even know if he should order dinner for his lonely boss tonight. Stuck in the office, he was on the verge of tears—unable to leave but not able to stay, either.
"I don't care anymore! It's past 8! He's done for the day!" His ex-girlfriend already ran off—who's going to make it up to him now?!
