Forty-Five

ARIANNA knew what would happen even before she started to kiss him, and in the next moment, she was naked, her robe on the floor. He had lifted her up and carried her to the dining room to sit her on the edge of the table there.
He opened her thighs and his fingers seek her opening, sliding inside her and spilling her juice on her pussy lips as he held her upper body, as his mouth continued to devour her lips that felt swollen from all the kisses they have shared the whole afternoon.
“You’re so wet and ready. Oh my god…” he whispered in a crooning voice once he let go of her lips.
“We have to be quick. It’s already late in the afternoon and we have to… ohhh… Eric…!” she cried, holding on to him for support as she felt his hard length sliding inside her, shoved in fully. He was so thick, so hard. So fast. He was also naked inside his robe after all.
“You’ll cum for me before we get back upstairs, baby..” he promised her as he pulled out then pushed in again. Forcefully.
She gasped.
And then, she didn’t know what after that as he took her hard and fast. The only thing she remembered was cumming all over him…
Then she was carried in his arms upstairs, her limbs feeling like melted marshmallows, and laid her in the middle of his bed. He lost the robe but gained a condom to his cock, and he was inside her again.
She didn’t know why her body automatically responded the way it did as soon he started to pierce her down there. It would stretch then go taut, and would go frantic but would stay moving against his rhythm. Like it had a mind of its own.
It always responded to him.
She was cumming again in the next instant.
And after hard, sure and long strokes, he bucked and came, too.
As we panted all over each other, she worried if it would be obvious at home that this was how they spent their afternoon. Judging by the light outside, the sun was pretty low by now. Probably about four in the afternoon. They really had to start moving.
“Eric…”
He held her tighter. “I miss you already.”
“Awww…” She kissed his glistening brow. “You’ll be back to Manila tomorrow?”
He nodded, his cheek rubbing her breasts where he lay.
“When will you be back?”
He sighed. “Maybe about two weeks? I have to fly to Sidney this week, and then to Auckland. I’ll be back maybe a third of next month.”
Suddenly, her chest felt like it was going to stop on her. “That long?” she asked, dismayed, before she could stop herself.
He raised his head and grinned at her, then turned serious. “Yes.” He paused for a moment, thinking, then he said, “I will send you an email regarding what you will need to prepare to apply for a passport. Let’s get you one.”
“What? Why?”
“What do you mean why? So you can come with me in some of my short trips. Come to think of it, prepare the documents for the whole family. Tommy will eventually need it, too. And it’s just standard for a citizen to have one. Your mom should have one herself.”
She winced. “Things are just going too fast with you. Can we like… let us settle at the fact that we’re in love for now? Like, maybe a month? Then we can talk about all that after that. I mean, it’s not like Earth is going to fall out of orbit next week. I have yet to accustom myself to falling in love with someone like you. You were like a dream come true before. You were like a star I knew I’ll never be able to reach. And see, since we met, we kind of fucked about four.. five times? I haven’t even gone back to breathing well… you know. Please let me just breathe…”
He was laughing softly. “Was it really like that…?”
She turned her head so she could look at his face. “It’s not my fault I was born in a poor and simple family, Eric.” And she said that as honestly as she felt.
He sobered up. “Okay. I understand. I’ll lie low in a month’s time.” He moved and his kiss was tender and sweet.
After that, he helped her get up, and she cleaned herself up in the bathroom.
When she came out, he was using a steam iron on their clothes. They put them on, cleaned the mess they had left in his kitchen, then went out to the backyard to his truck.
She was checking her face and hair in a small hand mirror he had in the drawer in his dashboard. There was a small comb, a packet of wet tissues and small bottle of alcohol there, too. And of course, masks. Though no one used it now inside the hacienda.
She had her small lip balm and a compact pressed powder inside her small purse. She used them now to freshen her face up, since it was left in the truck since they arrived.
“Do my lips look swollen to you?” she asked him worriedly. They looked like it to her.
He turned to her. He was sitting there behind the wheel, waiting for her to get done. Instead of replying, he leaned towards her to kiss her. And ate up her lip balm.
“Eric!”
“If they haven’t noted yet how much I always want to kiss you, they should know by now going home after being with me with lips like that,” he said, his voice and face smug. He glanced at her again as he turned the engine on. “Baby, stop feeling shy about how we feel about each other. You have such kissable lips. I’ll kiss you whenever I can.”
“But… but I don’t want my mother to ask. Tommy already knew we’ve had sex before but not that we’re doing it again.”
“He knows. You’re not giving him much credit. He’s a smart kid.”
She blinked. Several times. “You think he knows?”
“Yes.” The truck was already moving then. he glanced at her, saw that she really felt as dismayed as she sounded. Almost about to cry, even.
He parked the car right in the middle of the driveway.
“What’s wrong?”
“Am I setting up a bad example for him?” she asked him.
“No, of course not.” He frowned. “Maybe I am.” He combed his hair with his fingers. “Damn. I’m sorry. I haven’t had a young brother. I haven’t thought about this.”
She stared at him, touched that he worried.
He looked at her. “We’ll go to the mall in town, take out some pizza and ice cream. We can but cinema tickets and have them mark it so it will look like we watched a movie.”
“What if they asked me what the movie was about?”
He sighed. “Well. Let’s just say we drove around, walked in the beach, then went to the mall to eat, then took out pizza for them. Do you think that’ll work?”
“I hope so…” she replied.
“I mean… if your mother asked you and you can’t lie, I can always marry you. Anytime. But that’s not the kind of style of courtship and engagement I would want to impress on Tommy. That’ll be lame.”
She watched him, and didn’t know what to say.
“Okay, let’s go. It’s not like it’s a hopeless situation. Okay? Don’t worry about it anymore.” He reached out and caressed her cheek before he had the truck moving again.
She looked outside the window, smiling, thinking how she was falling more in love with him everyday…