TRACE DIMAGIBA (Wild Men Series 1)

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CHLOE

As I opened my eyes, ay nakita ko ang gwapong mukha ni Trace na natutulog sa tabi ko. He was hugging me and I smiled with the happiness I felt inside. I raised my head and kissed the male version of 'sleeping beauty' beside me.

My Patricio.

How beautiful... how perfect... and he loves me.

Behind his beard and messy hair, Trace has these god-like features. His physical looks are perfect beyond any imagination. His face and his body... how I wish that if we have a child then that child would look like him.

I stopped with what I was thinking. Why am I thinking about having a child with him? Did I forget that Trace impregnated Carly and caused my sister's—.

No! I should stop there! Trace isn't the reason Carly died. My sister died because it was her choice. Falling in love with Trace was her choice... and it was my choice too.

I sternly look at his sleeping profile, thinking of what will happen tomorrow. Mesmerizingly, I kissed his lips again, I didn't want him to wake up so I kissed him lightly but when I placed my lips on his for the fourth time, he woke up and replied to my kisses. I giggled. I checked the time and it was already 3:37 A.M.

The supposed light kisses turned to hungry ones as I felt the awakening desire enveloping me... us...

I kissed him more, his neck, his torso... down to his erected maleness. I started to play with it again and licked the small hole on its tip.

"Fuck, Chloe..." I heard Trace say in his hoarse voice then made a groan while his one hand was caressing and fondling my naked butt.

It didn't stop me, it fueled me more to devour it. I am not a pro but for Trace... I am willing to learn. I started to suck him and made motions of my mouth up and down to his proud length. I wanna try what I saw before, the deep-throating but I think it will hurt my throat so I stopped trying to put all his manhood inside my mouth as my throat can't support me. I contentedly please him with my tongue and mouth. I hope he won't get disappointed.

Trace then moved and pulled my legs and spread them which made me stop playing with his member. I gave him a glance and I saw that he was placing his head between my legs.

My eyes turned bigger. I felt conscious of our position as we are doing... 69! Yin and yang...

When I felt his tongue licking my wet hole, I was again consumed by the lustfulness that was like a monster that was controlling my being.

I licked his member again and play it with my mouth. I felt so damn good until I felt the release that made me stop mouth fucking him and continued masturbating him.

"Ahhh, Trace... Stop it please..." I plead between my moans and lay beside him while gesturing I think I could no longer continue what I started.

He just smiled seductively before kissing me passionately while gently positioning himself on top of me. He is now above me and his maleness starts to slide inside my hole and slowly I perceived its delightful sweetness that only my lower hole could savor.

The sensation. The tingling and tickling effect. Oh, God...

"Ohhh...uhmmm..." I moaned while nibbling Trace's lips and bit it as I sensed another orgasm I am going to have another release because of his glorifying hardness that is stirring inside me.

Every movement, every thrust Trace was doing... I don't want him to stop. I want more.

Trace pulled me and I ended up sitting on his lap with his maleness still inside me. As our gazes met, I know it is not only lust I can see but pure love. We are not just fucking, we are having a physical love as old as time.