Payb Takes Book 3

Push and Pull

A/N: Trying something different. Explicitly suggestive content.

September 27, 1am:

I wake up at the sound of the initial alarm you saved. I turn it off. It's almost time to go again. I need to be in the airport by 4am and you, my diligent wife, want to make sure I am well prepared, properly fed, and relaxed for the trip that's why you set the wake-up time an hour early than what is required.

You stir in your sleep as you lie as naked as I am in my arms, still spent from the love we shared just a few hours ago, your slender back against my chest, your firm buttocks pressed against my crotch. I nuzzle on the crook of your neck as my cheek snuggle on your silky hair and inhale the sweet fragrance of pear, sweat and sex on your skin.

It's the scent that fills my memory and fuel my thoughts of you. The scent that swirls around the image of your bright smile, your sparkling eyes, your delectable olive skin, your cherry lips. The scent that dances with the music of your laughter and the melody of your voice. The scent that warms me to the pits of my soul. The scent that wakes my primal desires that seethe through my veins and burn at my loins.

I can feel my arousal throbbing with the simple touch of skin to skin and a mere whiff of your aroma.

My lips find themselves on your neck and shoulder, kissing, tasting, gently sucking, softly and tenderly, being careful not to wake you.

You sigh softly, your eyes still closed and reach over your shoulder to touch my cheek then run your gentle fingers through my hair and when you whisper,  "RJ...", I crumble.

You, Mrs. Nicomaine Dei Faulkerson, are my glory and my undoing, my strength and my weakness, my life and my death.

There is no denying now with the aching stiffness between us that I want you, all of you, as if it was once again our first, as if I haven't had you for so long, as if I haven't had you twice last night.

I pull you closer and groan as I bury my face in your hair, arguing with myself if I should indulge myself and wake you or let you sleep and rest, knowing how much you need that too.

I am caught in the middle of a tug-of-war, the push and pull of passion and reason, a wrestling of emotions.

I care for you more than the desperate calls of lust in my body and I decide not to listen to its voice but when you shift in my arms, causing the staff down south slide between the ample cheeks of your backside. The calls become wails and revolting chants- a battle cry.

My hand heeds. It slowly travels down the length of your arm, circles your waist then glides up until its palm holds a mound.

You stir and moan but did not protest. I take that as my cue and I plunge into your warm sea, deep, eager and loving. You gasp, perplexed but welcoming, as you open your eyes and turn to meet my steady gaze.

A smile draws on your lips then adoring words follow. "I love you."

My heart soars and my soul beams with joy as the warmth I feel brim my mouth and I whisper. "I love you more."

Our lips meet us I pull you closer and my neck cranes over your shoulder. We share a kiss, tender then hungry then slow then hasty then erratic and finally in full abandon as I push further and we ride the waves of pleasure together, up, under, over and within until once again, the riptides curl and we are both submerged into the depths of ecstasy and satisfaction.

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September 27, 2:30am:

"Love, gising na. Kailangan mo na talagang bumangon diyan." You say as you gently shake my shoulders.

I open my tired eyes ever so slightly, just enough to see a glimpse of you standing beside the bed in a messy bun and my white shirt.

"Five minutes." I say with a little smile.

"Anong five minutes? Wala na pong time. You have to be in the airport in one and a half hours, maliligo ka pa, magbibihis, kakain." You frown and place a hand on your hip.

"Kakain na ako ngayon." I smirk as I slide a hand up your silky thigh which you swat away. "Aray." I pout.

"Wag kasing makulit. Halika na. Wag mong sabihing makikipaghilahan pa ako sa'yo paalis ng kama." You say with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay lang yan, Love. Kagabi naman nagtulakan tayo papunta sa kama. Tama lang yun para fair." I grin and wiggle my eyebrows to which you smile and roll your eyes.

"Ewan ko sa'yo. If you don't get out of bed in one minute. You won't get dessert after breakfast." You smirk and raise the hem of my shirt to show a peek of what's in store then prance away, leaving me drooling with my wild thoughts as I ogle you.

"Thirty seconds!" You call from the hallway and with that I jump out of bed and run after you to grab my dessert albeit tripping on the carpet and lightly bumping my head on the doorway. 😂💛🍃

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Unbeta'ed and not proofread. Thank you. ❤️