New Life : A Second Chance 872 The Date Ii R18

"Time to go home," Kyle said to Sayuri while Zack cleaned the place up.

She looked up at the sky and said, "It's still early. The kids will be fine since you have so many protecting them."

"So what do you want to do?" Kyle asked as they walked off, hand in hand.

"Play catch," Sayuri said, suddenly letting go and speeding off.

Kyle's mouth twitched as he watched his wife disappear into the night. Looks like Date Night has just begun.

Kyle caught up with Sayuri pretty easily - partly because she wasn't really trying to lose him.

She had headed towards the park and was lying in wait on top of a tree, hiding amongst its branches and leaves.

Kyle sneaked up behind her, and reached out.

Just as his hands was about to land, she moved to avoid him. He had antic.i.p.ated that move, knowing full well that she was aware of his presence even though she pretended she didn't. 

Thus, he had made a feint to the left to grab here when he was actually targeting her right.

He slammed her back against the tree trunk, pressing himself on her while one leg was inbetween hers, preventing her from moving while his hands captured her arms above her head.

Both of them were breathing hard from the sudden excursion and Kyle's eyes were fixed on her heaving bosom. There was a slight sheen of sweat on it, making it glisten and more enticing.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Sayuri said breathlessly, seeing where his eyes landed briefly.

"Tell me what?" Kyle asked, as he leaned forward and took her earlobe in his lips.

Sayuri moaned a bit as she felt those soft lips upon her ear, then the way his tongue captured her earlobes into his mouth, sucking on it softly.

"I'm not wearing any undergarments," Sayuri said breathlessly.

Kyle jerked his head back and stared at her chest. He pulled on the top's neckline and sure enough, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were free and unfettered. How did he not notice that? He then looked and felt the material that would have been on her nipples.

He then looked at her, his eyes narrowed, and she grinned.

She wore black, and it was night, thus it made it a bit harder to notice the fact that she was braless. Plus, there was an extra (but light) padding that covered that part of her breast.

No wonder it was slightly more 'bouncy' when she made some moves today.

He had been so focused on his surroundings and feeling like gorging out the eyes of anyone who stared at his wife too long, to realise the little details like this.

Kyle's eyes narrowed even more, his possessiveness making him think about how many of those men had seen that. He did notice how some were rather captivated by his s.e.xy wife, but didn't think it could be attributed to this additional 'feature'.

"You, really …" Kyle began and she put a finger on his lips.

"The exercise," Sayuri said, referring to their earlier mission, "wasn't that strenuous and I don't like wearing bras when fighting."

"And .." she said, lowering her voice and making it more sultry, "such extra clothing is such a bother to do what we want to do."

Kyle's eyes darkened, "We're in a tree."

"So?" she said, raising an eyebrow, "We're ninjas. It's not like it would be a difficult thing to do."

Kyle released her arms and cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, releasing them from the confines of the crop s.h.i.+rt, "Are you telling me that they've always been free like this? Every time we went out as Ice and Fyre?"

Sayuri pursed her lips, giving him an innocent look but not answering his question.

She liked seeing him jealous. 

She intentionally did not tell him before, so that he would start thinking back of all those times they had gone out together. Whenever he was jealous, his lovemaking was much more aggressive.

Kyle's eyes darkened further as he reached out and grabbed her by the waist to pull her close. He placed his lips over one nipple while his other hand steadied himself on the trunk behind them.

Sayuri bit her lower lips, balancing herself on the tree as she felt her legs go slightly weak from the way Kyle's tongue darted all around her nipple before biting it softly, then sucking hard.

She grabbed his head, gripping his hair in her fingers as she moaned while he continued licking, sucking and biting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, leaving a trail of lovebites all over. Sayuri unbuckled his pants and slipped her hand inside, touching the hot and hard rod in her hands.

She stroked it, using the prec.u.m to lubricate Kyle's c*ck and run her hand all over it. When Kyle lifted his head from her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, she slid down and placed a knee on the branch they were on and the other leg stretched out behind her for stability.

As she came down, she also pulled his pants down and swiftly took his c*ck into her mouth.

Kyle hissed as he closed his eyes and leaned forward, feeling that wicked mouth taking him deep inside. The way her tongue swirled along its length, the way she sucked hard as she moved her head, taking him all the way in. 

The way she would also use her hands to stroke his b*lls and grip his *ss.

All of it.

The sensation was incredible.

She treated his c*ck like it was the most delicious thing ever, and that turned him on so much that he couldn't last long. 

Sayuri took everything he gave easily and even licked him clean before standing up to face her husband.

Kyle caressed her face lovingly then kissed her.

"I love you," Kyle said, hugging her close.

"I love you too," Sayuri replied, hugging him back.

"You pamper me so much," Kyle said, "And you understand me so well. I cannot believe how lucky I am to have you in my life."

His hands were roaming all over her body right now.

"Everything about you is perfect," he said, his voice getting softer as he kept giving her kisses, "But most of all …"

He turned her around and rammed himself into her from behind in one swift motion, "Your p*ssy is made for my c*ck."

Sayuri's hands were on the tree trunk and she moaned, loving the rough way he entered her. He always knew what she wanted and what turned her on the most.

Right now, she just wanted him to take her roughly, and she told him so, "Oh yes, Kyle, yes! That's it! Harder! More!"

It wasn't easy to balance on the tree and yet, still be able to thrust as fast and as hard as Sayuri wanted, but Kyle managed to do so. He even managed to reach over in front and play with her bud as he pounded her hard from behind.

Suffice to say, Sayuri's moans and screams echoed in the night causing some unsuspecting people who heard it to believe the place was haunted.

After all, no one could see them going at it like crazy high above in the tree. All they could hear were the screams and occasionally, a name. They all prayed for that poor soul, probably the object of the ghost's unfinished business.

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The next morning, Alex was staring at his father angrily.

He had known his parents slipped out the night before, as he had gone to their bedroom to disturb them. He had found it highly amusing when he did this, for there were times his father would be opening the door looking rather disheveled and in a bad mood.

He had no idea why, but it was fun.

However, last night did not go as it usually did. 

There had been no answer at all.

Even when he knocked for some time, even his mother didn't respond - which was highly unusual. Thus, he when he discovered that the door was unlocked, he opened it. Only to find an empty bedroom.

Alex was upset at that.

So he waited for them to come home.

Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep himself awake and before he knew it, it was morning. His parents were at the breakfast table like nothing was wrong. 

How could his father take his mother out so late at night?

All sorts of grievances were in Alex's mind, but he kept them to himself. After all, they had a guest.

While Alex was busy cursing his father in his mind, Lianne dropped a bombsh.e.l.l, "Kyle, I think Kitty is pregnant."

Kyle stopped eating, the fork half way to his mouth.

"That's impossible. Kitty has been neutered," Kyle replied.

Lianne propped up Kitty, showing a visibly round tummy and that the nipples were slightly more p.r.o.nounced.

"d.a.m.n," Kyle cursed.