“Is it really necessary to be with me?” I urged him when we returned to his penthouse. His meetings had just concluded, as had mine, so we went home together. I was wearing my house slippers, and Mael, who had greeted me earlier at the door, was hugging me.
“Yes, think of it as a business trip. Aren’t we pushing the collaboration? Jenna told me about your ideas, and I was impressed.” He smiled and winked at me as he removed his coat. I couldn’t speak right away because I was so surprised and dumbfounded by what I was seeing.
“Then I’ll file for leave with Safira. How many days will we be there?” I wondered as I placed my cat on the bed. I also sat on the bed and watched him loosen the tie he was wearing. I can’t help but feel excited since I recall something about his necktie. I believe I have two or three of his neckties that I have not yet returned.
“A week, my love.”
I was stunned. “A week?!” I exclaimed.
“Yup.” He loosened the two upper buttons of his polo shirt.
“But I don’t have a lot of money to afford that kind of trip, and I don’t think Safira can cover the cost.”
He smirked as he approached me. I looked up to meet his gaze. “Hey, have you forgotten who you are talking to? Your lover has a lot of wealth in this world.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, you are. You, not I, are wealthy.” I poked his chest.
“But what’s mine is yours, you know?” He held my hand.
I giggled when he hissed. In any event, such cheesy lines are not appropriate for him. As before, it is more acceptable for him to tease me because it is his clever tricks that continue to elicit my excitement. I’ll never forget how he ridiculed what I was wearing as I tried to entice him. That was history.
“Really? So, is this mine?” I grinned after pointing to his lips.
His lips twisted into a smile. “It is yours, baby girl,” he remarked in a seductive tone.
He was ready to kiss me when I backed away. When he grabbed me, I giggled, but I stood up to avoid being caught.
“Hey, aren’t you asking if these are yours? I am offering them to you. Why are you walking away?” He complained.
“I know what you’re plotting, Ismael!” I yelled when I got away from him. “Let me take at least a week off! My body is still recovering.”
“But didn’t you start it? And I am just going to kiss you. What makes you think I’ll go further?”
He got up on the bed to get at me, but I dodged, and he couldn’t grab me. “Because I sense it! I am sure the way you stare at me is asking for something!”
“Aren’t you getting too far ahead of yourself?” He chased after me, but I fled away from him, so I left the room. He followed in the living room.
“Ismael, I know what kind of man you are! Even if you are a calculus professor, I have calculated you! I know you’re going to do something terrible to my body again!”
“What are you talking about? As far as I remember, all I provided you was pleasure and satisfaction. Aren’t you the one who confirmed that we both liked our time in Baguio?” He accused me repeatedly while standing in front of the smart television as I was behind the sofa. And it’s embarrassing to consider hiding here; it was on the sofa that we performed the miracle!
“I was forced!” I shouted.
“Correction, I never forced you.”
“You forced me with your pleasing eyes!”
“Well, it isn’t my fault I have such eyes. It is you that I am gazing at.”
My jaw fell at his unexpected line. That was when I almost got cornered. Fortunately, I was able to run outside right away, allowing me to cover more ground.
“What now, oldie? Can’t you run towards me? Are you tired already? Come on! Chase me!” When he came to a halt at the door, I gave him a taunting laugh.
“When I catch you, brace yourself!” he said back.
“If you can maintain pace with a woman who is seven years younger than you,” I quipped with a tongue protrusion.
“Go ahead and test my patience. Even your mouth will not be spared from my vengeance,” he said as he patiently approached me, but I continued to walk away from him.
“You talk too much! You can’t handle me, eh?” I’m still chuckling over the teasing words. Fortunately, I’m wearing a maxi dress, so I can move freely. It’s difficult to sprint in slacks.
“Just say whatever you want. Later, you will be unable to speak.”
I can’t help but chuckle since he is with me even in these situations. Imagine a nearly thirty-year-old man who can run and chase after me.
“Mr. Tory, it’s you,” Ismael remarked, halting his pace, so I turned to see what he was looking at, but I saw nothing. And that’s when I understood it was a bad move.
“Gotcha!” Ismael’s arms quickly seized my waist and lifted me. I was still fighting, but he was holding me quite tightly. “I got you now,” he replied, chuckling.
“The trick! Bring me down!” I complained because he was picking me up like a child with one of his arms. Am I that lightweight?
“Nope. I will not allow you to leave, as you compelled me to run an extensive distance in order to catch up with you.”
He sat me down in the chair under the large umbrella beside the pool. “Now, give me what you neglected to give me a while ago,” he said.
I chuckled and shook my head, but I still grabbed for his face before kissing him. Just as I predicted, we didn’t end with a kiss.
“H-hey! Let me go, Ismael! Where do you plan to take me?” He did not respond to me. He simply continued to cover me until I could feel the warm water on my skin.
He dropped me down so I could put my feet on the pool’s bottom. I held his chest as he stood in front of me. He stared at me for a long time before bringing his mouth near my ear. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”
I couldn’t respond when he bit my ear. My body quickly heated up. Add to that the heat emanating from the water that surrounds us.
He licked my ear, so my hand moved to his shoulder and clutched at it. “Hmmm…”
I felt his hand unzipping the back of my dress. He also unhooked my bra. “You said you’re not useful without knowing how much you’ve contributed to my life,” he said, caressing my neck. “You don’t even know how proud I am because of you.”
He bit my neck. “I am proud that you are mine.”
He completely pulled the dress’s sleeves off my shoulders and arms, so it was no longer on my body. He also removed my underpants, leaving only my bottom. I guess we’ll do something in his pool.
“Take off my clothes for me,” he said, and I followed him. I slowly opened the button on his polo shirt, gazing into his alluring gaze. I withdrew it from his body. “See? I never forced you.”
I ignored his approach, instead running my fingers over his exposed chest. I’m taking my time memorizing every inch of his broad, strong chest. Just looking at him makes me want to take him over. I kissed his chest, leaving marks down to his nipple, then bit it. I heard him groan with pleasure.
I’m not sure where my extreme desire came from at this time. When I pursued him, he used to ignore me; however, I am now the one engaging in activities with him. How ironic.
Right, he always pleases me and shows me how much he desires and loves me, but I’ve never had the opportunity to reciprocate. I look at him. “Ismael, this time, let me do the work.”
I take my time taking off his belt and unbuttoning his pants. Then I placed my hand in his underwear. “Are you sure?” he said quietly. He appeared to be losing strength as I held him.
The surroundings are already dark, and the two of us are in his pool. The faint lights on the side came on automatically, increasing my urge to do something with him. The atmosphere was extremely romantic for both of us to share.
I worked on my hand to touch him while staring into his eyes. He was also staring at me, indicating how much he appreciates the work I am doing here.
“I am also proud that you are mine, Ismael.”
I kissed him before diving into the ocean. “H-hey-” When he felt my lips on his, he couldn’t make another appeal. I initially believed it was unattainable, but since Ismael and I have been kissing nonstop since then, I suppose my breath has become too long. But this time, I’m kissing someone else and doing it in this pool.
I felt his thighs flinch and his hands rest on my head. It’s as if he’s trying to get me out of this circumstance, but he can’t decide since he likes what I do. I almost gagged after sucking him all the way up to my throat. I further delighted him with my tongue, and despite the fact that we are in the pool, I can feel my portion getting wet.
“Ughh…” He grabbed my hair. It appears that he simply accepted the idea that I made him happy in this way. “Why are you doing this to me?”
From beneath, I am unable to hear what he is saying, but I can hear him groan and moan in contentment. I was gasping for air and prepared to attempt it once more with my hands, but he refused to release my mouth. He pushes his way further than it could possibly be. I tapped his stomach, but all I got was his cum in my mouth. He instantly scooped me up and hugged me.
I choked and strained for air as I clutched on to him. I even scratched my nails across his back and shoulders.
“Sorry,” he said quietly before leading me to the edge of the pool to sit. I, on the other hand, am still trying to cool down because what he did almost made me lose my breath. I merely laughed when our gazes connected. I can see how regretful his eyes are, yet it is not his fault. I wanted to gratify him in that way. And it’s understandable that he does not want to be sliced and hung.
“Give me back my oxygen, asshole,” I proclaimed, kissing him again. He hugged me. I can feel the heat in the way he kisses me. True, he won’t allow my tongue to pass. I couldn’t stop beating him because I was so astonished by what he was doing. He sucks my entire mouth. It was as if he was apologizing to me for something that had happened earlier. But isn’t he aware that what he did arouses my eager flesh with desire?
I had just felt his hand on my bottom. From behind, he aimed at my flesh. “Ahhh…” I couldn’t stop whining about what he was doing. I let go of our kiss and embraced him.
“What you did almost gave me a heart attack,” he muttered, moving his finger in and out of my womanhood. “How did you learn that stuff, huh?”
Instead of responding, I just grumbled. I was breathing heavily next to his ear. “Did you watch porn, baby?”
I shake my head. “N-no. Never,” I replied breathlessly.
“Then, how did you know to go that far, huh?” I clutched on to him even tighter as he manipulated my insides with his fingertips. “Ahhh… it just came to my mind.”
I was halted when he straightened my wrap and pressed my hand on his head before removing my panties with his teeth. He widens my legs and promptly succumbs to my yearning flesh, flowing with ardent wants. I was astounded by what he accomplished, and even my hand was yanked out of his hair.
“Ahhh! Ismael!” I can feel his playful tongue driving me crazy down there. I can’t help but shout his name in various ways like I am his favorite cuisine.
“Hold your thighs for me,” he told me again, and I followed him. I held both of my thighs, which were splayed out in front of him. Shit. This is more erotic than I expected.
He smirked while observing me. “You look amazing,” he said, combing his hair with his palm. “I can’t wait to eat you.”