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Jackson woke up to soft lips wrapped around his cock, and it was his cherry on top for this vacation.

His hands were in her hair, pulling and pushing her as she bobbed up and down on his manhood.

"Fuck, Ai," Jackson's voice was hoarsed and this aroused Irene even more.

He moved towards the headboard without Irene leaving his cock, legs still wide open to accommodate the lady between him.

He could feel his release, but he doesn't want to come in Irene's mouth. He pulled her up to straddle him and kissed her hungrily. 

Her entrance was wet with her juices as he smacked her entrance with the head of his manhood.

She gasped, pulling away from Jackson's kiss. Irene's hands were wandering around his body, but he noticed that it was wet and kind of sticky.

"What the fuck, Ai?" He cursed against her lips. "Were you touching yourself?"

She nodded, not trusting her voice to do its part.

"Fuck," he groaned as Irene suddenly sank down on him.

She moaned as she began to ride him. "I love you, Jack." She said through heavy breaths.

"I love you, too, Ai." He choked out, his hips bucking upwards to meet with her rhythm.

Their lips reconnect, it was full of emotion. It was not only lust that they were feeling but also love.

Jackson pulled away and stopped moving when he felt Irene shiver and tasted her tears during their kiss.

His brows furrowed, suddenly worried about her girlfriend. "Bakit ka umiiyak?"

She also stopped moving, her hands now covering her face. "I just love you so much." 

Jackson reached for her hands, pulling it down to reveal her beautiful face. "I love you, too, Ai. Mahal na mahal kita, hindi mo alam kung gaano kalalim na kong nahuhulog, because everyday I still fall for you." He said with pure honesty.

Irene hicupped, and then suddenly she was underneath him. His hand rested on her cheek, positioning her to meet his gaze.

"Babe, will you let me?" He asked softly.

She breathed. "What?"

"Will you let me make love to you?"

She nodded.

"I'll pleasure you so that you'll only come for me." He said while his hand began stroking her.

Her hips moved to the rhythm of his hand. Jackson moved slow, taking his time to pleasure her, as he kissed every part of her face.

She cried as his fingers moved faster. Their eyes locked onto one another, and with every stroke building to her release, his manhood grew wider.

The sounds were music to Jackson's ears as the only thing he could hear were her moans and the wetness of her womanhood.

"Come for me, babe."

She screamed as the muscles in her body contracted around his fingers.

When she calmed down from her high, she tried to sit but Jackson pushed her back down the bed.

"P-pero pano ka?" She asked.

Jackson smiled. "Sabi ko sayo diba, I'll pleasure you. This is your moment, Ai. Savor it,"

Her head pressed back down the mattress, the moment he felt his tongue over the folds of her wet pussy.

"You taste so good, so perfect." He mumbled against her skin. 

She hissed, dragging her hands through his hair and wrapped her legs above his shoulders. Her back arching off the bed, grinding her hips to his face.

Jackson put a hand on top of her stomach of stop her from moving, and the other grabbed her breast, grasping and gripping it hard. His tongue moved fast as he ate her and then slow every time her pussy contracted. 

All of her sounds made his manhood heavy and hard, full enough to explode without touching it.

But he wouldn't fuck her unless she wanted to. This was her moment and he would do everything to pleasure her.

Irene was a mess, but who wouldn't be if your boyfriend's tongue was fucking you and his hands were busy with your breasts, you can't last if you're experiencing this kind of sensation.

And yes, she didn't last.

All she could do was scream through the impending wave of explosion.

"Jackson," she called.

He hummed before looking at her. He's now hovering her after putting a trail of busy kisses around her body.

"Make love to me," 

She heard him groan as his cum splatters on her stomach. "Fuck," he said, kissing her lips before aligning his cock to her entrance.

"I love you so much, Ai." 

They reached their high after a series of sweet kisses and patterns of "I love you's" and "I love you too's".

Making love and having sex are different, and now they know the difference.

• — author's abubots — •

hi lovies!

sorry kung may errors, i don't proofread.

anyways, katulad ng ginawa nila — let's make love.

lovelots!

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