Worth the Wait
We celebrated his birthday after that. We went into a fancy restaurant and had our dinner. The mall is different from the mall we went to last time. The people are less and the surroundings are kind of calm and serene. I’m way more comfortable with this mall. Until Aciel told me that it’s not a mall. It’s a resort and casino.
But why does it look like a mall, though? At least, I know now.
Days flew like a whirlwind. I didn’t realize that the days with him became weeks and months. It’s great. He made me feel different. Like I’m special - something I never experienced before.
”Holy shit-”
I continued pumping myself on top of him. His palm is molding my breasts like a toy. I’m looking down on him and just by seeing his pleased face, I’m so thrilled.
He just got home from work. We don’t do this often. I don’t know what triggered us to do this. The last thing I remember, I’m trying to cook our dinner and then he shocked me by hugging me from the back. And now here we are.
I grind more in a rhythm that we both made. His lips are red, as well as his neck and chest. I was getting out of breath because of doing all the work. I laid on top of him and that’s when he embraced me tight and rocked me so fast and deep.
”A-ah- Ahh! Ace,” My words couldn’t continue.
Mixture of pain and pleasure reigned in this situation. My breasts got squished more and more as he continued to go in and out of me. I bit his neck feeling the ball of pleasure building inside of me.
“Yes. Yes. Come for me, baby.” I heard him panting.
He didn’t need to direct me anymore. Because before he even finished those words, my whole body shook like crazy. I was too embarrassed because he might think that I’m this crazy when it comes to his touch and little wickedness.
He pumped faster and there, I felt a hot liquid squirting inside me, filling me to the brim. Our muscles decreased it’s tension while we stayed in that position. I can feel his shaft throbbing inside me, and when he slowly pulls it out, I can’t help but to moan in pleasure.
He chuckled, which made me even more embarrassed.
”My dinner for tonight.” He kissed the crown of my head. I wasn’t able to respond because of exhaustion.
I feel tired as hell every time we do this. I can’t cope up with his stamina, no wonder he is this experienced when it comes to bedding women.
He carefully put me beside him. I felt him standing up. And like usual, he cleaned me up and wore clean underwear. Underwear that he told me he bought for me. Like when? This man, really…
After he cleaned me up, he laid beside me. His warmth captured my cold body. He caressed me softly.
”You sleep here. For tonight.”
I opened my eyes. He’s trying to hide this wicked smile on his face. I rolled my eyes and shut it again, after.
”Why?” he laughed and kissed my nose. “I don’t even get why you’re still sleeping in your room. Don’t wait for me to get impatient and bring all your things here.”
”Go on and try.” I said, mocking him. He chuckled as a reply.
He’s talking about me, sleeping in his room. Like what I’ve said, we don’t do this often. This is so seldom and for that I think it’s because I’m sleeping in the other room as well. And truth to be held, it helps!
He keeps on convincing me that I should just sleep in his room every night. I don’t want to think that he wants something to happen every day or night, but that is what’s on my mind. It will be favorable for us if we don’t sleep at each other’s beds.
”Please, sleep here~” he buried his face on my neck.
My heart just melts every time he does this. He’s like a kid trying to convince his mother to buy him toys.
I laughed softly, “You’re like a kid.”
He removed his face and pouted while looking at me, pretending to be sulky.
“Is that how your mom spoils you?” I raised a brow, joking.
He smiled. “Yes.”
I chuckled. Speaking of his mom...
”Your foster or biological?”
His expression turned serious all of a sudden. Then it hit me. That might be a sensitive topic for him.
”I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that.” I bit my lip.
“No, it’s fine.” he said nonchalantly. “Foster.”
My lips parted in awe. I’m just so touched by his simple answer. Why so?
”You were still a kid when your real parents died right?” I asked. And for the second time I regretted it later again. “O-Oh, you don’t have to answer it if… you don’t want to.”
He sighed heavily. He touched the stand of hair that’s covering my face. And he’s looking at every corner of my face as if he’s looking for something.
”Yes.” he whispered again.
My heart just sank again. I know it’s a sensitive topic for him. But he still chose to answer my stupid questions.
”But at least your foster mother took good care of you. Look at you now.”
He chuckled handsomely. I caressed his jaw imagining how he suffered before but still managed to reach this point.
”I owe her, big time.” he said.
I pouted and nodded.
”She died because?”
”Cancer.”
My lips parted. I didn’t know.
”She’s old?”
He smiled sadly. “No. She died in her forties. Money didn’t do anything. I guess she’s just too tired to fight that battle.”
I don’t know why my heart aches hearing his words.
”Then it must have been so hard for you. Losing the most important people in your life.”
He shut his eyes while I soothe him with my light caress.
”It is. But I tried to get by.” he kissed the back of my palm.
”I lost my biological parents, but my foster mother came into my life. And then she left me as well. It changed me so much. I had to wait for years. I’m almost losing my sanity because of too much waiting. But I’m telling you, you’re worth the wait.”
Heat traveled a million miles per blink. I pulled all my strength left in me so I could ride on him again. I saw how he’s quite taken back by my sudden actions but a hit of excitement and amusement is embedded into his face as well.
”No more waiting for us, then.” I smirked and kissed him.
Another feast happened.
