Chapter 6 Carolina AlcâNtara

• Carolina Alcântara
• “If it were dangerous, it wouldn’t be under Vanessa’s protection. What do I need to know about you, Hassan?” I ask because a warning goes off in my head.
• “I’m not dangerous, Sayidati, but I have my reasons for being here and not in Sudan with my family,” he says in a melancholic voice.
• He responds by placing his hand on my shoulder, while the other encourages me to move on top of his erection, which I can already feel. Unfortunately, my phone starts ringing, and I see my ex-husband’s name on the screen.
• “You’d better take it,” Hassan says, and I shake my head.
• “I won’t answer. This isn’t the first time he’s cheated on me, Hassan. Right now, I just need distance.” I say, frustrated. “I still don’t know what to do about any of this…”
• “I’m sure you’ll figure something out, I just want to ask that you keep me alive in the process.” I burst out laughing, but agree with him, and he lets out a relieved sigh. “Tell me what will keep this pregnancy going, and I’ll take care of you the whole time, Sayidati.” I see concern in his eyes.
• Does he think I’d have the courage to end the life of an innocent baby amidst the chaos I’m going through right now?
• “Of course, I won’t end the life of my baby just because I’m planning a divorce. I can very well take care of this little one on my own.” I touch my belly and see the man in front of me smile.
• “Can I come to your appointment?” he asks, a bit uncertain.
• I nod and smile at the Arab in front of me. I’m not stupid; I won’t refuse company.
• “Of course you can, but first I need to schedule an appointment.” He nods.
• His heavy hand comes to my neck, pulling me into a gentle kiss. I sigh at the desire I’m feeling in my intimacy.
• “I’ll need to talk to Frank about what’s going on between us because I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.” I start laughing at what the Arab just said.
• “I hope you don’t mind when my hormones kick in, and I invade your room in the middle of the night, needing you to satisfy me…”
• Once again, we’re interrupted by the phone, which insists on ringing beside us.
• “Answer it, I’ll wait outside.” I shake my head, keeping him in front of me with my hand on his face, and answer the call.
• “What do you want, Bruno?” I ask, irritated.
• “Carol, please, we need to talk.”
• I close my eyes and try to maintain my cold demeanor with him.
• “There’s nothing to talk about anymore, Bruno. You were warned when you cheated on me…” My voice falters, and Hassan brushes his hand over my face and takes my hand, leaving a silent kiss on it. “Bruno, now is not the best time. I’m busy and need to figure out how to fix the mess you made.”
• I don’t even give him time to say anything, hanging up the phone in his face and forgetting to ask about our children. Later, I’ll call Laís to check on her. Hassan wraps his arms around my waist and turns me to the couch, laying me down beneath him.
• I watch as he taps the communicator in his ear.
• “Frank, I’ll help Mrs. Carolina here in the office. Call me if anything comes up…” I hear him speaking into his communicator, then mute it again. “I don’t want to see you sad, but you can’t moan as loudly as you did this morning.”
• Oh, God, how am I not supposed to moan? The man has a different way of making me feel, that was too much for me. He checks the time and smiles at me.
• “Hassan…”
• I feel unsure, especially with the other security guard outside. He could talk about what happens here, and that would be enough to get my guard killed.
• “Better talk to the other soldier first.”
• “Shh, relax and enjoy your orgasm.” I look at the man moving down my body.
• Leaving several kisses and delicious bites that draw small sighs from me, he lifts my leg, leaving me open for him. For the first time in a long while, I feel a wave of embarrassment.
• This is the first time I truly had another man in my bed. Even though Bruno cheated on me, we managed to fool even our family. That’s why I decided to leave the apartment, to get away from my brother's eagle eyes. If he finds out what happened, he’ll be very disappointed in Bruno.
• And, as we all know, my brother can’t keep a secret to save his life, so I chose not to tell him anything.
• The sound of fabric being torn grabs my attention. I see him with a huge smile—this sly man crouched between my legs. There was no way I could resist the energy he radiated. I try to adjust myself on the sofa, giving him better access to my pussy, which was already making me restless with arousal.
• “What’s the matter, *Sayidati*? Is something bothering you?” he asks, as if he doesn’t know what he’s doing to my hormone-filled body. “I’ll give you your orgasm, and then we’ll head to your appointment.”
• I nod because, at this point, I have no voice left. I take a deep breath as I feel his tongue exploring my entrance while one of his fingers presses against my clit. He fucks me with his tongue, leaving me teetering between pleasure and the dark pull of an orgasm.
• My body tenses as another orgasm builds. I grip the cushions on the sofa tightly, arch my back, and throw my head back.
• The climax is so intense, even though he hasn’t actually entered me—just teasing me with his tongue on my clit and perineum. It’s enough to leave me breathless and craving more of him.
• I look at him, resting his head on my thigh with a gorgeous smile. His hand rests possessively over my pussy, as if claiming ownership of that part of me.
• “I really want to mark you as mine. My mind is so confused, *Sayidati*. I won’t deny that the moment I first saw you, I was intrigued…”
• I can see the same turmoil on his face that I’m feeling inside.
• “What happened in that hotel room—I thought it was you who had returned. Imagine my surprise when I saw you walking down the hallway,” he says, recounting his shock at my arrival.
• “Once I realized what was going on, since I’d heard your husband moaning in the room, I became worried and angry that he would do something like that to you.” He continues massaging my clit.
• “I didn’t see when the drinks arrived, nor when that woman entered the room. I failed to ensure your safety, and for that, I deeply apologize, Carolina.”
• I raised my hand to touch him, needing him to look at me and see how sincere I am.
• “Bruno had already betrayed me. It happened when my son turned two. At the time, he met a Swiss Madame he never wanted to see again. I almost killed him for it but couldn’t reveal what had happened, or we would’ve had problems with the council.” I pause, sighing as he slides two fingers into me, and I relax again. “Oh, God, Hassan, if you keep this up, I won’t be able to finish my story…”
• I laugh as old thoughts and memories vanish, leaving me teetering on the edge of yet another orgasm.
• “How about I help you shower so you’ll feel refreshed?” he asks, resuming his kisses and licks.
• I only nod.
• I watch as he stands and offers me his hand. For the first time in a long while, I trust the man in front of me and place my hand in his. He grimaces when he notices my exposed legs. Smirking, I adjust my dress, amused that I’m making him uncomfortable. I can tell he’s hard, and silently hope he’ll fuck me in the shower.
• I walk past him as he stands in place, bending to pick something up. Squinting, I try to see what it is and laugh when I realize it’s a piece of my torn panties.
• “I can’t leave behind evidence that I’m rebuilding your trust,” he says with a smirk.
• Rolling my eyes, I leave the office with him following close behind.
• When we enter the living room, we see Frank standing at the kitchen door, holding a cup of coffee. He looks at me suspiciously, but I say nothing, heading straight to my room. Hassan steps aside to talk to him.
• In my bedroom, I go straight to the closet to find new lingerie. I picked out a more comfortable dress, keeping in mind that I have an ultrasound appointment. There’s no need to seduce the doctor for that.