“FIREPLACE 3”

In fact, it was as if she was being punished for her position on the divan at that moment. But in spite of everything, the happiness that Joaquin brings to her is still more dominant in her body.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, then slightly pushed her leg, which he removed from hanging on her shoulder.

Lara was about to answer but her attempt was stopped when Joaquin suddenly moved without warning. So instead of speaking, for the umpteenth time, a grunt escaped her lips.

"Lara," her husband called out to her in a tone that demanded an answer to his question.

Even though she was struggling because the inhuman happiness that Joaquin's readiness constantly showered on her was overwhelming, she forced herself to nod. And in order to relieve her difficulty in breathing, that's when she took a series of breaths. Then she swallowed to somehow ease the severe dryness of her throat.

She had just finished her release, but Joaquin's claim became and turned out to be even more intense because of the way he meet her and took advantage of her weakness.

"You are so beautiful," said her husband, and then she started to slow down his movements.

At least Lara had a chance to take a break from moaning at Joaquin's change of rhythm. But not the heat of longing that relentlessly caresses her whole being.

Lara just smiled at what Joaquin said and then bit her lower lip.

"Take me there," she whispered and then reached for the face of the man who remained slow with his movements.

She likes all of Joaquin's styles. But when she's tired, she likes this. Resting but not stopping.

When her husband claimed her lips again, she returned his passionate kisses to her. That was while still calmly claiming her.

Until Lara noticed that his movements were gradually accelerating again. And Joaquin did that while kissing her.

A few moments later, Joaquin gave up on kissing her passionately. After that, he again pushed the leg he was holding. And at the same time as he did that, the speed of his going in and out of her womanhood went faster.

Once again Lara was gradually engulfed in a deluge of happiness. The fire of mixed desire and love intensified all of what she felt.

Just like what she used to do, she started resisting.

She held back from letting out loud screams even though the truth was that all of that was very difficult to do. Because she knows those are what Joaquin wants to hear from her, that's why he improves what he does.

"Come on, Lara! Fuck!” Joaquin shouted when he probably noticed that she refrained from making another noise. "You are so quiet. Are these not enough? You want harder?” he even added asking.

After that question, Joaquin did what he said. He gave her a heavy blow. And that one hit destroyed all the restraint she had been working on.

"Goooodddddd! Dam you! Shit! Oh shit! Mmmmnnnn….” she screamed loudly after the shocking destruction done by her husband.

Despite the fact that her vision was not clear at that moment because she was gradually blinded by an intense orgasm. Lara still couldn't escape the sight of a mischievous smile on Joaquin's lips.

And as if teasingly he added a venomous pattern to his next move. At that point, Lara didn't hold back. Or maybe it would be more correct to say that she completely rejected the word restraint because she had the strength to release the scream caused by Joaquin's inhumane treatment of her womanhood.

"I will make you come in every position that we will do, Lara," said Joaquin as he recklessly made consecutive thrusts.

Lara couldn't speak anymore. She didn't know what to say or answer to everything that was happening at that moment. Because Joaquin doesn't give her the chance to do that anymore.

"Come for me again, sweetheart," he said without changing her position.

The only change that Lara noticed was Joaquin's gradual acceleration. After all, his movements were fast earlier. So she didn't think that her husband’s destruction of her would accelerate even more.

Lara's hands at that moment started looking for something to hold on to. Because the feeling that she is drowning is starting again.

That was when saw the armrest of the divan where her head was leaning. At that moment, she couldn't reach her husband's hand that was resting on her leg, so that's where she found stability.

"There goes a beautiful sight," he said, taking her remaining legs again and forming the letter V on them.

She once again screams her heart out because of the intense orgasm that she felt. She can't really do anything but that. To give in and respond to all of Joaquin's furiousness. Because in case, she won't win either.

"Come for me," that's what Joaquin kept saying to her like a broken record while he was able to keep the strength of his destruction on her.

Lara didn't know at that moment if she was going to cry because of so the mixture of happiness and orgasm that she has.

She could still hear the heavy downpour outside the cabin. And the cold wind blows freely through the open windows of the house. She must have caught a cold at that moment. That's in addition to the fact that Baguio is a cold place. And that is why it is called the summer capital of the Philippines.

But what was really happening to her at that moment was that she couldn't feel anything like that.

She couldn't feel even the slightest bit of cold in her body because of the heat that dominated her at that moment.

And that heat isn't just from the flames coming from the fireplace. But more than anything, due to what Joaquin is doing to her.

"I-I don't know what to do, J-Joaquin!" Lara screamed again.

That's really the truth. She doesn't know what to do especially since she feels that she is about to come again.

"Just come and let me hear you, more often," was Joaquin's only response, and then he emphasized his latest destruction of her.

Lara was surprised by what Joaquin did. Well, that wasn't the first time her husband surprised her. But no matter how many times that happens to her, she still won't get used to it.

“Hard!” she shouted after recovering from the shock.

That's when Joaquin nodded consecutively then he smiled.

She was already curled up on the divan but that didn't matter. Because her priority is to pay attention to the delicious cruelty of her husband.

"Yes! Almost there!” in a hoarse voice, she told Joaquin where she was.

She knew what Joaquin said was true inside him.

That he will make her come. And he will do that in all the positions they both share.

One, two, three, in rapid motion, Joaquin sped her up with successive deluges. Until the next and last blow was the end and brought her to the other side again.