"No... Wait..." Azra was confused too. Of all the souls she had sent to heaven, she had always known she was meant to make Maeve fall in love with her. It felt like it was part of her nature. Even before God told her she needed Maeve to fall for her, she already knew it. It was as if her very being was made for this purpose.
On their way home, the tension between them grew stronger with every passing moment. Maeve felt her heart race as Azra's hand rested on her thigh. The gentle strokes were sending a wave of longing through her. It had been days since they were truly alone together, and the anticipation was almost unbearable.
As they drove, Maeve's eyes caught sight of a red building up ahead—a motel. She knew she wanted to be with Azra now, and there was no point in waiting any longer. She glanced at Azra, who met her gaze with a knowing look. Her eyes were full of the same urgency Maeve felt. No words were needed. Maeve flicked on the blinker and turned into the motel's parking lot.
"Drive-in, kuya," Maeve said as she rolled down the window at the entrance. Her voice was steady despite the adrenaline pumping through her veins.
The guard guided them to a parking spot, and as soon as the car was parked, Maeve turned to Azra, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. The connection between them was electric, the days of waiting fueling their passion.
"I missed you," Maeve whispered between kisses, her hands tangled in Azra's hair, pulling her closer.
"Love, tara na sa room," Azra murmured, pulling back just enough to speak before diving back into the kiss.
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Once they were inside the room, they both noticed the jacuzzi in the bathroom. Without hesitation, they began to strip off their clothes. They slipped into the jacuzzi, and the hot water was wrapping around them as they held each other close.
Azra positioned herself in front of Maeve, wrapping her legs around Maeve's waist, pulling her in close. Their lips met again, the kiss deepening as their need for each other grew.
"Condom?" Azra asked softly.
Maeve shook her head as her hands were running up Azra's back. "No. I want to feel you, all of you," she whispered in a husky voice. A teasing smile played on her lips as she added, "is it even possible to get you pregnant?"
Azra let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "I don't know, and I don't care," she said before capturing Maeve's lips in another searing kiss. "Buntisin mo 'ko kung gusto mo. Baka sakaling may mabago," she added with a playful grin.
Maeve felt her arousal intensify. The sensation was overwhelming as Azra moved closer, their bodies pressing together. The warmth of the water only heightened the electricity between them. Maeve's hand found its way to Azra's core. Her fingers were brushing against her center, feeling the slickness that was unmistakable, even in the water.
Maeve couldn't resist any longer. She gently slid a finger inside, causing Azra to gasp in response. The sound of Azra's pleasure spurred Maeve on, but instead of continuing with her fingers, she paused, aligning her manhood with Azra's entrance. Slowly, Maeve pushed forward. The sensation was enveloping them both in an overwhelming wave of desire.
"Love, you're so big," Azra breathed out.
Azra began to move. Her rhythm was building as she rode Maeve, each movement drawing them closer. Maeve's eyes fluttered shut. The intense pleasure was making it hard to focus on anything else. As she tilted her head back, lost in the sensation, Azra leaned in, pressing her lips to Maeve's neck. Her kisses were sending shivers down her spine.

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The Wild Angel
FantasyAzra, a party girl with a hidden purpose, has one mission: to make Maeve fall in love with her. But when Azra starts to develop real feelings for Maeve, she faces a dilemma. How will she fight for a love that's forbidden? *** Warning: Mature Content...