[Mature Content Ahead]
I never cut the stare I was already drowned in ‘coz a part of me want to believe the sweetness of his words that left a question mark on top of my head like a caricature.
The way I looked at him, I didn't understand why his eyes twinkled, also the way his lips parted as it tried to inhale air through it. I bet he was tensed when he fully realized what he actually has said in front of me.
Our faces were inches away from each other and a small part of me wanted to snatch his lips with a kiss. I didn't know if I was still drunk or it was me deciding I want to be under this man.
“Why can't you say anything?” he smiled warmly and never pulled himself away farther from me.
“I— I don't know.. I have nothing else to say..” I felt goosebumps along my nape with how he bit his lower lip while looking at mine as I was talking.
“I don't think that's what you really want to say. Your face definitely shows the opposite. You know what you want to say. You just chose not to spill it,” his deep voice lingered inside my ears, his breath against my face, his eyes looked directly on mine.
He smiled and sighed, “Oh well, it seems like you really are a shy gi—”
Out of my reflex or whatever kind of motor skill that was, I pulled him by his nape and crashed his lips with mine. It's now or never. I chose to kiss him and I take full responsibility of it. That's on you, Erin.
He was left shocked with my sudden move but he responded right away, crawling on top of me as he gently pulled me down to lay on the bed.
While ravishing each other's lips, his hands crawled from my hips to my chest. He knew I was naked under and I didn't know why he had to remove my undergarments when only my dress had puke all over. Nevertheless, it was an advantage to him.
He slowly unbuttoned the only cloth covering my whole body. He paused for a while which made me look up to him. There I saw him eye me from my chest to my core, all buttons opened revealing my flesh. I bit my lip and tried to cover my chest and my sweet pea but he looked at me shaking his head.
“No please.. they're beautiful,” his calm tone had me smiling at him as he removed my hands covering my sensitive spots.
His kisses went from my neck down to the valley of my breasts. I looked at him who was waiting for a confirmation and I nodded to permit him to enjoy my mountains right in front of him.
“Hmmm… ahh f*ck,” I cursed at the new sensation I gained from his sinful tongue, playing with my crowns. He licked them each and gave them all his attention, sucking one while his other hand squeezing the other. He would, at times, pinch my n****e, which made me squeak a bit in the satisfying pain.
He then travelled his lips slowly to my tummy but his hands never left my breasts. I helped him knead them, guiding his hand fully on my mountains.
“Ahh yes… yes…” a moan of satisfaction came out of my mouth as his lips were already on my abdomen but I stopped when I felt his lips were going lower.
“I h-haven’t washed yet…” I whispered. It would be so embarrassing to let him eat me out at this kind of situation.
He shook his head and smirked. He seemed unbothered with what I said.
“Hey.. I said I haven't washed ye— AHH!” I bucked my hips against his face when I suddenly felt his tongue on my slit. His tongue felt so good in my sensitive spot and it was hella ticklish.
“Mhmmm..” I heard his moan while he spread my thighs wider. Seeing him eating me up felt like the most beautiful sin I have ever permitted someone to do to me. I was in ecstasy and my body seemed to have its own mind. I rubbed my pea against his face which I think he liked since I heard him giggle.
He looked up at me and I blushed as I saw him lick his lips.
“You're f*cking wet, beautiful. You're dripping. How could you hold this in since this morning?” he chuckled while his fingers ran along my thighs. I chased for my breath looking up at him and couldn't believe I let this guy see my whole flesh from head to foot.
He stared once again at my body and he smirked seeing his long sleeve shirt still on me. Without breaking our stare with each other, I felt his finger rubbing my c**t and it was a beautiful sensation.
“Ahhhh… f*ck.. It feels ticklish…” my body was jerking as I try to pull my hips away from his finger that’s rubbing my wet folds but it seemed like I wanted it so bad. It's what was missing in me.
“When you feel something building up in your abdomen, tell me..” he whispers. His eyes were moving from my face to my core alternately. I felt like he wanted to watch me c*m for him.
I nodded in response and I tried my hardest to rub my pea against his finger, colliding with his rubs.
“You were not lying when you said you're a virgin.. but don't worry, I won't take it from you. Just want to make you feel there's something else you can do without having sex..” he giggled but his stares looked seductive.
“Ohh.. sh*t.. sh*t.. I can feel it.. I can feel it! I think I'll c*m—” I chased for my breath when his fingers started to rub my c******s faster, liquids gushing out of me slowly.
It was too fast because I was too sensitive. His touches ignited the fire of lust and desire in me which I can conclude that even his mere presence can soak my p*ssy in its c*m. He was too persistent but gentle.
“F*ck—” he gasped as he watched me reach my climax. I shivered and my legs wobbled at the peak of that satisfying sensation. He tapped my core repeatedly and without holding it in, I squirted right on his hand and that's when I knew I was in Cloud 9.
“F*cking sexy…” he commented as he looked at his palm, all soaked in my liquid.
I closed my eyes, breathing heavily in exhaustion. That's it. He rubbed my p*ssy. I came. I squirted. I f*cking loved it. My first ever intimate session with someone who I don't personally know.
“Hey, beautiful.. are you okay?” he lied down beside me and I pulled his shirt which I was wearing to cover my body. It was cold because of the air conditioner.
“I am… f-fine..” I tried to utter the words as clear as possible but the ticklish sensation still hasn't left my body. I shivered and I can still feel c*m coming out.
His hand landed on my core again and tried to rub my c**t once more.
“Aren't you done yet?” I asked him who was lying on his side, his head resting on his hand. “How many times do you want me to c*m right in front of you?” I asked removing inhibitions in me.
“If we still have time, I want to hear you moan still,” he smiled in an innocent looking way which made me pinch his face.
Biting my lip while he kept playing with my p*ssy, I poked his cheek which made him smile and there I found a cute dimple. Stunned at how beautiful this man is in front of me, I finally wanted to introduce myself properly.
“I’m—”
I stopped midway when I heard a knock which made our heads turn to the door. I looked back at him and he pulled his hand away from my center. I watched him hold on to his nape and that’s when I rattled, getting up from bed and buttoning up the only cloth covering me.
"Ahh.. That must be your.. hmm.. friend already,” he said as he stood up beside the bed. His cheeks were a bit pinkish when I saw him turn his gaze at me.
“Let me—" I told him and he nodded at me. I've thought that if Jean comes to see him first, she'll forget about me right away.
I went to the door and slowly turned the knob. The moment it opened, I saw the figure I was expecting to see and this person's reaction in front of me was priceless!
"Oh my gosh Erin Dawn Santos!”
Her face looked so devastated and the way her eyes checked every part of my face, trying to see if I was hurt or not, moved my heart. I felt really bad coz I know I made her so worried last night. She held my face and tried to look for wounds I probably had if ever I was kidnapped, r***d, or abducted by an alien.
She hugged me so tight like I was her child she lost from her womb. I just tried to smile at her even if she kept turning my face from left to right disturbingly. My neck was already hurting from what she was doing.
"A—aw. Ouch.” I tapped her arm trying to stop her.
"Were you hurt?! What happened?! Who brought you here?! Did he hurt you?! Who? Tell me Dawn! Were you harassed—"
She stopped her questioning when I saw her round brown eyes move to the direction here on my right. She came closer this time and peeked her head inside the room. Her hands, which were on both of my arms, now slowly pushed the door behind me to see the space inside.
I took notice of her facial expression as she fully saw the entire room and her eyeballs looked like they're going to pop out with an O-shaped lips when a man's figure caught her attention.
I followed that invisible eye connection from Jean to the man I was with the whole night. He was leaning on the bathroom's door jamb with his arms tied together on his chest and his left leg over his right, add his jaw dropping smirk that is worth a cover of a magazine.
"Alex?!"
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