Just Friends

11 - Entwined

As soon as RJ secured the door of his suite, he forcefully grabbed Maine by the hand and locked her in a tight embrace, his intense thirst for her evident in the bulge that's growing fast inside his pants. His trembling hands moved to her head, holding it with so much care as if it is some piece of expensive fragile material. His tear-stained eyes bore deep into hers, sending her whole body into shivers. There was so much longing in her eyes, but trepidation took over her entire being, as it as been in the past few days. He bent a little closer to lick her outer lips, moving his tongue up to the sides of her cheek towards the earlobe. He did the same on the side other, this time his tongue traced the fine edges of her cheek down to her neck. She let out a suppressed cry when he lapped the most sensitive part between her neck and the hidden outer part of the ear, up and down, repeatedly. He's already accustomed to her body's reflex every time he does this to her so he moved to other side to quench both their pent-up desires. That alone made her knees weak so she circled her arms to his middle back, fastening their bodies even much closer while grinding her hips to the rhythm of her audible moans. She felt his manhood twitched so she moved his hand to the front of his pants, teasing his bulge with her fingers drawing a spiral pattern.

He felt the urge to be inside her now, but he also wanted to prolong his agony for the sake of pleasuring her. He took her hand from his pant's pocket and placed it in his chest while he kissed her savagely, his teeth nibbling his lips, his tongue pushing inside the small opening of her mouth. He carried her in his lap on the way to the bedroom without breaking their lip-lock. Both his hands splayed on her round butt as her legs automatically crossed his lower back. They filled each other's longing in an intense, passionate kiss where their tongues duel and their lips crash till they need to pause for air. Once they reached the bed, he sat her on the edge and knelt in front, hastily removing his shirt. Taking hints from him, she teasingly dropped the straps of the dress from her shoulder and kicked off her shoes. As she was about to stand to undress, he pinned her back to the bed with her lower limbs steadied on the floor.

In a flash her dress was thrown away, leaving only her G-string. She didn't bother to know how did that happen. "You're not wearing a bra." She just gave him a meaningful smile and a double wink. With that, he lifted both her legs and placed it on each side of his shoulders, forcing her to spread her thighs wider. With her hips slightly elevated, anticipation is already killing her and explosion in her insides could happen any time soon. She felt both his hands caressing her toes, moving up to her feet and ankle. His lips took over from her calves up to mid thigh, kissing each side alternately. His hands slowly crept toward her inner thighs, shifting higher to tease the flimsy lace of her thongs from the V-front to the thinnest strip of silk at the back. Using her elbows, she lifted her upper body a little higher to break the anticipation and see how far she can go.

"Let's take this slow and beautiful, baby." He was massaging his way up to her opening, his fingers creeping towards the inner sides of her thighs, deliberately avoiding her waxed nether region. Seeing her groan in frustration, he immediately tore off her thongs and positioned his nose on her wet folds to smell her essence.

"Tangena na miss ko to nang sobra, Ma!" Without further a word he lapped and licked all of her flesh, up, down and sideways, pausing at her clit to nibble it while his hands held down her hips to prevent from moving. His tongue and mouth played with her slit, sucking her juices out. He can hear her panting at the same time heaving ceaselessly, and that electrified him even more. He steadied her thighs using his elbows, his fingers spreading wider the lips of her opening so his tongue and teeth graced on her insides deeper, leaving her screaming and trembling.

"Fudge, please, don't stop!" He inserted three fingers inside while his tongue sucked her clit nonstop. "Aggghh! Keep me cumming!" He can almost hear spurts gushing out from her insides so he continued pushing her to the edge with his fingers. He was admiring how beautiful she is every time she reaches her peak-- asthmatic breaths, dilated eyes, open mouth, and flushed skin, her cries of pleasure reverberating inside his body. When she started to subside, he cleaned the sticky parts with his tongue, his hands already busy taking off his pants and boxers. He moved her up the bed and started paying attention to her breasts. As if she hasn't just come out from a crippling orgasm, her whole being was starting to heat up again as he teased his nipples with his teeth, his fingers stroking her already swollen clit.

"Safe ka ngayon di ba?"

"I'm not sure since I stopped the pills. I don't have a patch with me."

"My baon ako, but alam ko safe period natin to."

"You can withdraw."

"No. Don't worry safe tayo, okay? I'll wear rubbers if you want to."

"You know I don't like the feel, right? Sige, I'll take the morning after."

"Are you okay with this? Antagal kong nagtiis, Meng. My God, halos gabi-gabi akong umiiyak sa lungkot I couldn't think of even satisfying myself. It always has to be with you."

"Alam mo rin ang kahinaan ko. I miss you doing this with you, too."

"I love you, Maine." They kissed again slowly yet deeply this time, their bodies gyrate to their own rhythmic passion.

Sprawling both legs almost to the edge of the bed, he lifted her hips as he placed a pillow underneath. Kneeling before her, his fingers intertwined with hers, he positioned his fully dilated manhood at her entrance. First he played it gently, remembering her grimace every time his head breaks into her folds. He began to push inside slowly until it reached her walls, their eyes fixed on the synchronized actions of their flesh. Soon he pulled out and entered rather abruptly, repeated the thrusts in an escalating rhythm. They felt a few drops of pre-cum on her skin.

Without pulling out, he sat her on this lap, motioning her to take charge. This brought her again to the hilt while he was in deep concentration not to finish off as yet. He laid her down sideways, placing her right leg on his shoulder. After getting the right angle, he maneuvered his way again inside her, plunge after plunge. Every time he felt he's about to spurt, he'd changed to another position, as if that would make up for their physically separation.  She lost count of her orgasms, or if she ever had a pause at all. They shifted once more, this time he was kneeling with legs slightly spread apart, his hands holding her butt to lead the tempo.

Spasm after spasm, flesh kneading flesh, with uninterrupted thrusts they reached the ultimate peak together. She was nearly losing consciousness when he carefully laid her back to bed while he remained unmoving inside her as his seeds continue to fill her whole being.

Totally spent after a grueling experience, they drifted off to sleep spooning and naked still.  

The boxes of sheaths were left unopened.

In the stillness of the night, despite owning each other's flesh, heart and soul, their ghosts kept haunting their thoughts.

He cannot afford to lose her again. He knew that a big part of him will die when she's out of his life, but the circumstances have been keeping them apart. How can he fight for her when his only strength is also his strongest weakness?

She seems to have lost all the strength to fight for him. She dreads the day when everything that they are and everything that they have will disintegrate. And she will forever be lost without him.