Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Like struck by something, she spasmed under him, her torso arching up from the bed and her inside muscles clenching him hard, making him cum, devouring his seed until the last drop.

She stopped moaning, her breath relaxed, and her body was transfixed in the same position as he did his best to keep his work on her clit through his own high.

"Enough! Jaegar, enough!" she finally yelled under him as she got back control over her body, and he pulled her hand away, resting his body on hers to savor the after joy of their vicious taking of each other.

He felt her heart race under him, like she'd just ran a sprint, her breathing matching her state, her hands still gripping the sheets under her. He slowly rolled off of her and pulled her to his chest, spooning her tightly to him.

They stayed like that for a good while, taking their time, longer after their bodies resumed their normal states.

"Heavens! Jaegar," she muttered, emphasizing the words.

He moved to kiss her neck in response and settled back into his position behind her. He could have fallen asleep like that, without a doubt.

"What was it like? On the island?" she asked him, entwining her fingers with his.

Pierre had told her that Jaegar had gone to the island and how it had happened.

"You know, I couldn't help but be worried after hearing that you had gone to the island. I know we have only met a few days ago, but I feel like you are so close to me."

"I have thought about you every day." The island was really a mysterious place, and I had to or ran into a lot of things and people," he said, recalling the incidents that happened on the island.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing worth worrying about," he said, as he plopped himself up on his elbow in search of her eyes.

"You won, right?" she said as she turned to him.

"Yes, that's what they said."

"So, the carnival's over," she said, turning her eyes away from him.

"What's next?" her question hung in the air.

"I can ask you to come with me, but I can't do that, can I?"

She stayed silent, the conversation reaching the point where she never wanted to.

"Your husband?"

"He came yesterday, said that he had to go on a long business trip, and brought that skunk too."

"We had an argument."

"He left."

Now it was Jaegar's turn to stay silent.

He simply placed his head on her breast and closed his eyes.

"Let's worry about that later; now just let me sleep. I haven't had a good sleep for a while."

He wrapped his around her, making her chuckle, but she didn't resist, allowing him to sleep on her and holding him in her arms as she too fell asleep.

The room had returned to its previous state of silence. He slept like a baby in her arms, feeling the soft breasts on his face.

In the morning, she woke up to see his sleeping face. She thought his sleep was so beautiful to look at.

She got up, waking him. She didn't want her son to see them like this.

And she pulled on a robe and wore the clothes.

Then she went on to check if they had come down yet. It was still early in the morning, and they didn't seem to have woken up yet.

Jaegar woke up lazily to see Fiona peeking out the door. с&н-ε+ςκ?-σц#т-$

A grin appeared on his face, seeing her in the robe with her ass stuck towards him.

He got off the bed and walked slowly to her.

Then he held her hips, grinding his cock on her.

Fiona jerked, feeling his hands suddenly on her.

"Jaegar, no, you have to get out of the room." she hissed.

Jaegar then released her, thinking of the duo sleeping upstairs, but he leaned in and said, "I will go after this."

Then he hugged her from behind, closing her lips when she was about to say something.

He kissed her deeply and passionately, enough to last the sensation for a while. His lips on her lips, his tongue caressing her, moaning in each other's mouth.

He kissed her for a brief moment before releasing her.

She panted, catching her breath.

Jaegar moved back to wear his clothes and then came out of the room, winking at her.

She put her finger on her lips, looking at him passionately.

After a while, Jennifer came down first.

She saw Jaegar sitting on the couch, sipping his coffee.

She turned to see Fiona in the kitchen, busy with her work.

Greeting Fiona, she sat across from him and sipped her coffee while she gave him a stare that somehow made him look away to the side.

Then he said, as she stared daggers at him, "What?"

"Nothing."

"Then why are you staring at me like that?"

"Like what?"

Jaegar squinted his eyes. "Oh dear Jenny, will you come straight to the point, please?"

Jennifer's lips curled up into a playful smile, and she said, "You seem different."

"Me, different, how?"

"Just, you seem to be in high spirits early in the morning."

"Then, should I sit with a sad face?"

Jennifer then sighed, "No, all I am saying is you seem different from yesterday."

Then came Fiona, asking them if they were ready for breakfast.

Jennifer got up and went away.

Jaegar heaved a sigh of relief. She almost caught him from the mood he was in. And luckily, she didn't pry more.

They stayed home for a few more days, attending the minor events of the carnival. He was invited to the ball, but he didn't go as he stayed at home with Fiona. That day, they had their time to their hearts content as Pierre and Jennifer went.

The day part continued with Jaegar feeling guilty, but the night part couldn't give a single fucking damn.

Mistakes are part of human nature. he knew it was a mistake to continue like this, but he couldn't stop.