and carried Freya bridal style in their bedroom. Freya's eyes stationed at his naked hairy chest and immediately wetness crawled her insides. She ran her hand seductively on his exposed skin and licked her lips.

"Fucking hell! You are an amazing enchantress. Do you know that?" Justin watched her action and murmurmed with an excruciating thirst in his eyes.

He gingerly placed Freya on the bed like she was some porcelain doll and ran hungry open mouthed kisses all over her face to her sensitive jawline and reaching her throat. Moans released out of Freya's lips in ecstasy. Justin's fingers reached the buttons of Freya opening them and threw the shirt in some corner of the room followed by her bra.

He dipped his head and made a facile touch on the globes arosing tingles of in her body. "Justin...oh Justin" Freya sobbed in lust closing her eyes as he fondles her breasts.

Giving each of her bristols his undivided attention Justin untucked his pants followed by hers. Both of them were stark naked craving for a flame in which they wanted to get burnt. Freya eyes went stunned looking at his member. "Don't worry it will fit inside you. It did many times earlier and it will do now too."

Those were the last words Freya heard and went rooted to the spot at Justin's revelation.

When did they have a night of togetherness where he never touched her before?

Freya thought again, there was no way she was having a memory loss. She doesn't remember of a past accident or a mishap in her life other than two things, the loss of Eden and the death of her mother.

Having sex was a far off option. She was seeing Justin only from a month since he black mailed her father. And she never had sex with him.

How can he say they had been together many times?

There was certainly something fishy going on that she doesn't know. Freya decided to ask her father about everything of the past.

"Freya?....Freya what are you thinking?" Justin patted her cheek softly with a chuckle. "Stay happy, all your problems are solved. Your father is going to be alright." He beams and kisses her cheek.

Freya couldn't recover out of her trance. "Who are you Justin? What are you to me? How do you know me from earlier when I do not have any recollection of us together from the past?"

"Bloody hell! You leave no stone unturned to ruin the moment." He snarled on her face and walked away from the room after picking his clothes.

Freya's queries remained unattended making a chaos in her brain. Tomorrow her father was going to get operated. After a few hours he will be fully conscious. Freya expects the least, her father to answer her questions.

She got a shower and went to bed waiting for Justin to whichever place he went but it seems like the guy had no plans of return. Freya waited for him the complete night but to no avail. She couldn't sleep and got up earlier than usual the next day.

Completing her business in the washroom she went to kitchen to prepare breaksat for them only to find him sleeping on the sofa of the front room in the most uncomfortable way.

He was resting in the same work clothes he collected yesterday in anger from the ground after their little make-out. Freya went to the bedroom and got a pillow to hold his head when he opened his eyes that were red shot staring at her.

Justin immediately directed her to the sofa and began to hankeringly kiss her. His tongue pushed into her mouth like she was the oasis to swallow him.

Quickly he pulls open her shirt sending the buttons of her attire flying in air. "Justin, what are you doing? Somebody can enter inside through the entrance. It is unlocked." Freya cautioned.

Taking the remote from the center table he pressed a button while still kissing her in an appetancy and locked the door.

His hands eagerly reach her melons and fondle them. Justin directs his head slightly downwards and then starts sucking on her breasts. "Justin please...." Freya moans "let us get to bed."

He immediately lifts her up, slipping a step between his long strides. Justin carries her faster than usual into the master bedroom and starts worshipping her body.

He pulls down her track pant and inserts his finger through her panties rubbing the G.spot. Freya pulsates taking short heavy breaths occupied with need.

"Justin I love you so much." Freya inserts her fingers in his soft hairs and pulls his face to her kissing him with fervency of ages.

Justin chuckles still caressing her breast while his other hand was rubbing her pussy outside her panty.

"Do it faster Justin." Freya urges and directs his hand inside her.

"You're already wet for me my love?" He asks her in enriched chortles and enters his fingers inside her after pulling besides her panty.

Freya was breathless in moments so was Justin. He pulls down his pants and does the same to her. Clothes go abandoned and fell on the ground like dropping rain.

Justin rubbed his manhood at Freya's entrance about to enter when he hears her rugged breath. Something wasn't right and Justin could clearly see it on her features.

"Freya?" He caressed her cheeks staring down at her in endearment. "What happened to you?" He pushed away the hairs falling on her face hovering over her while holding his weight on his other arm. "Why are you so tensed suddenly?"

"I...I" Freya bit her finger looking around the room but not meeting his eyes. "Freya look at me baby?" Justin requests but she had no confidence to meet his eyes. Justin lays his palm on her cheek and made her look at him.

Her eyes were red with assembling tears and Justin's eyes flicker in realization. "I am sorry. I understand."