MaiChardism

Iron Man (3)

A flash of disappointment flickered through his eye but it was gone as soon as it appeared. Someone wasn't used to being rejected, I guessed.

Taking the sheet on the bed and wrapping it around me like a towel so I was fully covered, I started walking to my bedroom door to gesture him out.

To check if he's following me, I stopped on my tracks and turned my head – What  actual the hell.. or heaven?

All I saw was him lying on his back in my bed with his hardened cock on full display, effortlessly erected with veins pumping through it.

Oh shit, I think he needs to change his surname from Faulkerson to Fuck-me-soon, siya na ang bless. Bless me with control too.

Mr. Fuck-me-soon este Faulkerson slowly rose up in all his naked glory and started walking towards me. Hoy! Huwag kang lalapit, bibigay ako.

"Sigurado ka? You don't want me to stay?" he asked as he slowly raised his left hand to touch my heated cheeks. Desired pooled down in my belly as my body betrayed me and leaned on to his touch.

"But..Mr-Faulker.." I tried to come up with a better excuse but I lost my trail of thoughts when his expert hands slowly descended from my cheeks to caress my neck then my shoulders as he slowly shifted his body closer to me.

"Alam mo Mendoza you forgot that I am Mr. Faulkerson when you were busy moaning 'harder Richard' last night," I shuddered when as sudden flash of memory entered my head as I can feel his breath close to my ears.

Drowned in his musky scent that was mix with mine adding the whiff of sex. I was no doubt intoxicated - nearing to my breaking point, that I didn't realized that his hand creeped out to the small of my back fisted the blanket all pull it away in one swift move. Oh.

"Oh God."

"Fuck."

We groaned together as he pulls me impossibly closer and smashed his lips into mine. This is good. While our tongues were busy fighting for dominance I felt his hands caressing my sides and slowly going up to my breasts teasingly. Feeling every inch of his skin on mine, I am sure that I want him again, in me.

A girl can only handle so much, this is overwhelming.

Agonizingly slow, he let go of my lips - start kissing and licking the side of jaw going down to my neck towards my weak spot just above my clavicle --- then he sucked it, hard. Making sure to leave a trail of love bites for people to see.

Between our moans, sucking, groping and biting each other he managed with full of lust in his voice to asked me again, "So, should I go now?"

Ha, ano! Touch move na to, you touch me therefore we move.

I was about to answer his question when he suddenly attached his teeth to my nipple sucking it roughly - making me bend my back to offer him more and moan his name. "Richaaard..."

"That's my answer, baby," I can feel him smirk on my skin as he continues to feast on my breast.

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