COLLIDE (Complete)

15-CONSUMMATE

No matter what happens... some memories can never be replaced. - Unknown

----------------------------------------

Declan's POV

She was kissing me.

I am tasting the forbidden fruit that I vowed not to taste.

But just like the old saying: Kung ano ang bawal, iyon ang mas masarap. And that was what happening to me right now.

Her kiss took away all my pain. All my anger and grief. Her kiss made me calm and took me somewhere where I could be just myself.

            I've kissed countless of women before. I even kissed Kleng, but Stacey's kiss was one of a kind. I couldn't describe it, but the feeling was so surreal. Her warm, moist lips tasting mine was making me ask for more. Hungrier for its taste. I could feel her kisses were becoming deep. Her tongue exploring inside my mouth.

            No. I should stop. I am taking advantage of this situation. But my body has like a mind of its own. My mind was telling me to move away from her but my body, my hands were embracing her tightly and my body wanted to feel the heat radiating from her core.

            Stop. Fucking stop, Declan.

            I keep on telling that to myself, but I could feel Stacey's hand under my shirt. She sat on my legs, looking at my face while stroking my hair.

            "Stop worrying, Wade. I am here." Titig na titig siya sa mukha ko.

            Umiling ako. "W-we shouldn't be doing this." Hindi ko alam kung paano ko nasabi iyon.

            Kumunot ang noo niya. "Why?" Kitang-kita ko ang disappointment sa mukha niya tapos ay kinuha ang kamay ko at ipinatong sa kanang dibdib niya. "You don't want this?" Tapos ay ang isang kamay ko naman at ipinatong naman iyon sa kaliwang dibdib niya. "This? You don't want to taste these?"

            I cursed under my breath when I felt her grinding on top of my hard bulge. My length was aching already.

            Stacey let go of my hand and she removed her shirt that exposed her proud breasts. I swallowed hard. It was the same effect when I first saw these proud mounds. It was setting me on fire.

             "I am Selma, Wade. I am your wife. We can do anything. You can do anything you want to me," her voice was intoxicating. "I am all yours."

            Upon hearing her said that, I pulled her head and kissed her lips. It was hungrier than before. Our tongues played and toyed with each other. It was one of those hard to breath kisses. My hand was busy feeling her soft skin, her soft body. She removed my shirt. Our hands were busy trying to remove our own clothing.  The heat of our bodies rubbing with each other were both burning our sexual desires that needed to be released.

            I had never had such an urge to devour a woman, but naked Stacey in front of me was waking up all my sexual urge. There were lots of images in my head. I would take her from behind. I would taste her sweet core. I would fuck her good until she begged me stop.

            I let her lie down on the couch. Her beautiful breasts were inviting me to taste it. She let out a soft moan when I tasted one crown and my hand was playing with the other. My tongue made its way down to her stomach, to her sensuous curves, down to her thighs. She was giving herself to me. She was opening up everything. Showing me what she could offer in this feast.

            I could see her wet core. I wanted to fuck her right away, but her beauty demanded a proper discovery. I'll taste every inch of her skin. She deserved to be taken slowly, with great appreciation. I traced my tongue from her inner thighs up to her wet slit. The musky smell of her sex made me like a hungry animal that couldn't control its hunger.