CHAPTER FOUR

         "You two are home so fast," James' mother, Theresa, asked as soon as Crystal got down from their SUV.

          "Yeah, what happened? James told us about the whole wedding night issue. Are you sure everything is alright?" Regina, James' step sister and mother to Cyrus asked as she walked out of the house to meet them.

          "I'm really tired... We both are, and we need to rest. Maybe we can talk about this later," James said, and brushed past everyone.

          Crystal ignored the looks they gave her, and looked around, searching for Cyrus. She peeped at the balconies and sighed when she saw no signs of him.

          "Why don't you go lay down. Whenever you wake up, they'll be food ready," Regina said, and took her luggage from her. Crystal smiled at her father-in-law when he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

          "Come, let's go in," he said, and they walked into the mansion.

          As soon as she entered the house with the rest of her new family members, she saw Cyrus walking down the steps with his attention on his phone. He was wearing a full suit, and she found him irresistible in the outfit.

          "Where are you going, son?" His grandfather asked, and he raised his head up. Cyrus came to a stop, his blue eyes were wide in shock, then he made eye contact with Crystal.

          Crystal felt a warm feeling take over her body when his eyes traced her body from head to toe. She bit down on her bottom lip, and subconsciously touched the short dress she was wearing.

          "You're back?" He asked as he approached them.

           His mother proceeded to tell him what her husband had told them, and when she was done, she melted at the way he looked down at her in worry. His eyes softened and she wondered what was going on in his head.

          "Are you okay?" Cyrus asked softly, and placed a hand on her shoulder.

          "I am. I am just a bit tired and I need rest," she replied, and he nodded, with his eyes still on her. The intensity of his gaze on her, made her feel a buzz between her legs. He did things to her body, and she wanted more.

          "Anyway, I have a meeting with our management board. I'll be back later tonight," Cyrus said, and kissed his mother's cheeks, his grandmother's too, and hugged his grandfather. Cyrus touched Crystal's shoulder, then left the house.

          "I'll go to my room now. See you all later," Crystal said, and left their presence with her luggage.

          As she climbed the grand steps, she began to smile at the thought of what was to come in order to have the man of her dreams.

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          The rest of the day flew by, the family had dinner and spent some time together, but Crystal felt uncomfortable due to the fact that Cyrus had not come home. She had seen what he posted on his social media accounts and she was sure he was fine, but she wanted to know if he was coming home tonight.

          Hours later, Crystal woke up with a start and looked around her new bedroom she was sharing with her husband. She glanced to his side of the bed and found him asleep. She sighed and got out of bed, then walked into the bathroom. She turned on the faucet and washed her face, then she paused when a thought crossed her mind.

          "Could Cyrus be back?" She whispered to herself, and wiped her face with a towel. She rushed out of the bathroom, then peeped at James, he was still fast asleep.

          Crystal tiptoed out of the room and walked through the silent hallway. She was about to head towards the wing where Cyrus's room was located, but stopped when she heard his voice coming from downstairs. She quickly followed the voice and found him in the kitchen, with his laptop on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He was hunched over the laptop with a cup of coffee in his left hand.

          "What are you doing up?" She asked, and he flinched and almost spilled the coffee. "Sorry," she whispered, and approached him.

          "I have work to do... What are you doing? It's three in the morning," he said, and closed his laptop.

          "I just woke up to..." She dragged on while her eyes darted around the spacious kitchen. "To have a glass of juice. I'm just thirty for something... Something sweet."

          Crystal's eyes landed on his exposed arms and parts of his exposed chest from under the tank top he was wearing. Her eyes drifted down to his sweatpants and she pressed her legs together when she saw the bulge in his pants. She licked her lips and looked up at his eyes, and she flushed when she saw him staring back at her with an unreadable look in his eyes.

          Crystal walked towards the refrigerator and pulled it open. She grabbed the jug full of orange juice and looked over her shoulder. She saw that he was close, facing his laptop. A thought crossed her head, then she quickly spun around, making sure to crash into his back.

          "Oh! I'm so sorry!" She said in feigned shock, then she dropped the jug. She grabbed a kitchen cloth and dabbed his back, while he hissed at the coldness of the juice.

          "It's fine, Crystal," he said, and turned around to face her.

          Crystal placed her hand on his chest, and tried to lift his shirt, but he grabbed her wrists and pulled her closer to his body.

          "It's okay, Crystal. It's just a cold drink. I'll go upstairs to my room and change. It was an accident, I know," he said.

          Crystal swallowed down her saliva at the heat of their proximity. Her center ached and she felt her nipples hardened at the feel of his hands on her. She craned her head back to look into his eyes and found him staring down at her.

           The sound of footsteps made them move away from each other. Crystal sheepishly tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear and quickly went to the refrigerator.

          "Oh, you're here. I was wondering where you went," the sound of James' voice filled the kitchen.

          "Yeah. I came here to grab something to drink. Wait for me," Crystal said, and filled a glass cup with orange juice. She waved at Cyrus, then grabbed her husband's hand. She leaned into his body and they walked out of the kitchen.

                     pplying sunscreen on his strong arms. An idea popped up in her head, then she went straight to him and grabbed the sunscreen from his hands.

         "Huh?"

         "I want to use it too. I forgot mine upstairs," she said, and went to her own lounge chair. Crystal squirted some of it onto her palm and lathered it, then rubbed it on her arms.

         After some seconds, she glanced at him and cleared her throat.

         "Can you help me place some of the sunscreen on my back, please? I can't really reach it," she said in a soft voice, and watched the gears change in his eyes.

           Cyrus looked around before he stood up. He awkwardly walked up to her and took the sunscreen from her hand, then she laid down on her stomach. She heard it squirt, then she felt his presence closer to her body.

          Once his hands touched the skin of her back, she felt her body spasm from the warm contact. She felt her pussy quiver and throb at the careful movement on her back and she bit back a moan when his fingers almost touched her breasts. She pressed her legs together when he went lower to the waistline of her bikini bottoms, then he moved back to her upper back and almost closer to the sides of her breasts again. Crystal heard his heavy breathing and knew he was affected by what he was doing.

          The moment his fingers touched the swell of the sides of her breasts, he moved back.

          "I am done... Uh, I have to go. I have something to do. See you later."

          In annoyance, Crystal turned around and glared at his back as he marched towards the doors. She looked away from him and exhaled in frustration.

          Crystal moaned when she realized how wet she was from it all and she smiled at the thought that he was truly affected by her.

         "I guess he might be attracted to me after all," she said and laid back on the lounge chair.