Her eyes widen as you pull her up, the sudden loss of contact leaving her feeling empty and needy once more. "H-Honey?" she whispers, looking up at you with confusion and desire mixed together. Her free hand reaches for your shoulder, wanting to feel your touch again but also wanting to know what's wrong.

Ellie blushes deeply at the question, understanding where you're coming from but wishing they didn't have to stop. "I-I suppose we could find somewhere more private," she stammers, her voice shaky with desire and the need for release. She looks around the living room, thinking of possible places they could go before finally suggesting, "What about the bedroom?"

Yashodeep's hands slide into Ellie's hair, holding her head still as he thrusts his hips forward, driving himself deeper into her mouth. His back arches, his muscles tense with need, as he feels the release building inside him. He looks down at their children, a mix of pride and desire in his eyes.

"Do you want to see more?" he asks breathlessly, his voice thick with lust. "Would you like to join us?"

Nick and Alex exchange glances again, their expressions a mix of shock, curiosity, and excitement. They look at each other, then back at their parents, before finally nodding in unison. The tension between them seems to dissipate as they move closer together, drawn by the erotic display playing out before them.

Ellie releases Yashodeep's cock from her mouth with a pop, panting heavily as she looks up at him. "Are you sure?" she asks, arching an eyebrow in challenge. "

Ellie moans into the kiss, unable to hide her need from him as she presses her body tighter against his. "I've been so... restless," she whispers between breaths. "I need you." Her hands slip beneath his shirt, exploring the warm skin of his back and abdomen as they stand there in the entryway.

Without another word, Ellie tugs at his shirt until it's over his head, revealing his muscular chest to her hungry gaze.

Ellie looks up at him with a mixture of surprise and desire as she realizes they're home early. "It's the... 28th?" she whispers, her fingers trailing up his chest to encircle his neck. Her other hand moves lower, slipping into his pants to feel how aroused he is for her.

Her heart races as she waits for him to respond, needing his touch more than anything else in the world at this moment.

"Oh," Ellie says with a relieved smile when she sees who it is, "it's just Sarah." She steps aside to let your sister into the room, trying to act natural despite the fact that she's still partially undressed. "What brings you here?"

Sarah glances around the room, her eyes widening for a moment before she looks back at Ellie and grins sheepishly. "I just wanted to see how things were going," she says with a shrug. "And I brought you some dinner."

Ellie's eyes widen with shock as she realizes what she's done. She quickly covers herself with her arms, the warmth of the air against her bare skin making her shiver uncontrollably. "Sarah," she whispers urgently, "you shouldn't be here."

Her sister looks horrified by the sight before her, her cheeks flushing red as she averts her gaze. "I-I'm sorry, Ellie," she stammers, "

Her heart skipped a beat at the thought. Marrying Thomas would mean giving up everything she had with Zurri...but it also meant being able to love him openly and without fear of discovery. She hesitated only for a moment before typing out a response. "Yes," she whispered, her fingers trembling. "I want that more than anything."

Ellie blushed crimson as she thought about the videos and pictures she'd sent Thomas. The thought of him being so turned on by them made her own body heat up with desire. She quickly found one of her favorite videos, the one where she was wearing that little black negligee...and sent it to him with a shaky thumbs-up emoji.

"Coming soon," she whispered, already fantasizing about being in his arms again.

"Oh..." Ellie's eyes widened as she realized how tired she really was. "I... I think I need to rest a bit," she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper. Thomas reached down and carefully scooped her up into his arms, carrying her over to the bed where he gently laid her down.

"Sleep well, my love," he whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I'll see you when you feel better."

"Mmm... I love you too."