Fiona’s POV…
After a long talk with Chan, it was finally time for bed. He became perplexed upon seeing me arrange my spot on the floor.
“Where is your spare bed?” He asked me.
I looked up, “oh, I don’t have one.” I answered.
“Have you been sleeping on the floor because of me?”
“Only the previous night. I let you sleep on mine since I had no spare bed. You don’t have to worry about me. At least, you can rest properly.”
“Thank you for your hospitality, but I can’t keep letting you do that. I will return your bed tonight. Let me have the floor instead.”
I objected, “no. Doctor Inna says you need to rest properly because of your medication. I am not the patient here; you are.”
“And this is your house. I can’t keep taking your bed from you, Fiona. It’s just not fair.”
“I was not complaining.”
“Well, I am, and I will not be sleeping on your bed tonight, not while you sleep on the floor.”
I sighed. No doubt this man is very stubborn in his real life.
“Okay, you know what? The bed is not big, but it can contain both of us. If you don’t mind, we can both sleep on it. That way, no one will have to sleep on the floor.”
“I don’t want to be a bother to you, Fiona.”
“You aren’t. If you were, you wouldn’t be under this roof by now. Let’s just share the bed, please.”
I watched his facial expression, sighing. He finally agreed.
***
I felt his breath on my nape as I lay right beside him. We were so close to each other I could feel his entire body touching my backside, but I couldn’t move nor shift away for lack of space. The bed would not permit any of us to move further from each other.
What could I do about it, then? Nothing. We’d both agreed to this, so here we are now.
With the silence in the room, I thought Chan had fallen asleep until I heard his voice.
“Fiona?”
“Yes?”
“I don’t know if it’s a good time to bring this up, but I couldn’t get it out of my mind since.”
“What is it?”
“Earlier, when I woke up today, you were the first person I saw, but something was wrong when I saw you. You were crying. In fact, I would say it was your sobs that woke me up. Might I know what it was that upset you?”
Chan’s words took my mind back to what happened before I came home today. It reminded me of the hurt and pains Hugo caused me. Because of what happened with Chan, I’d kept it at the back of my mind until now. Why did I have to be reminded all over again?
Chan noticed me crying again and immediately drew his breath, “oh! I am so sorry. Did my words upset you? We don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to. I am sorry for bringing it up.”
I didn’t say any words to him, not that I blamed him; these were just leftover tears I’d held back while I attended to him.
I sobbed for a few more minutes until I felt a hand caress mine from behind. Chan had wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into his embrace. I wanted to object if not for the instant warmth I felt upon entering his arms. His touch made me calm; it made me shake with pleasure. Like a key fits into a lock, it felt like this was where I was meant to be. My tears had dried up, and I could finally utter some words.
“You’re so lucky, Chan. I wish I were like you. I wish I could just wake up and forget all about this life of mine, forget about the people I knew, forget about all the pains I feel in my heart. I envy you.”
Chan sighed, his breath brushing my skin, “I am not sure you would want this life, Fiona. According to Inna, I ought to be murdered if not for my strength. If you were in my shoes, you would have been dead by now.”
“Is that not better?”
“To die? Don’t say that, Fiona. As long as there is life, there is still hope. I don’t know who it was that hurt you so badly, but I do know that person made a grave mistake. You are an angel, Fiona. Your actions towards a mere stranger say it all about you. You had the choice to leave me there to rot, but you chose otherwise because of your golden heart. If I had someone like you in my life, I would be the stupidest man ever to let you go.”
I don’t know how we both got caught up in the moment, but I knew I didn’t want it to end. His hand moved from mine and began exploring my skin; he made me feel so safe and beautiful, touching me. Compulsively, I began to want more; my neck stretched back as long as it could, with a smooth and tight feel.
I turned to look at him, shivering at the thought of what we both had in mind. The lustful gleam in his gaze promised unforgettable pain and pleasure. I would gladly accept, so long as it made me forget all the different emotions I felt. I exhaled shakily with anticipation and apprehension.
One moment, we had our eyes on each other, and the next, our clothes disappeared. My breasts were soft and happily squeezed as his fingers reached my nipples. My soft pink nipples were hard and ached to be pinched and twisted, and his fingers happily obliged.
Pulsations began deep in my pussy, and my walls tightened as I started to feel my juices soak out of me. His hand desperately made their way to my awaiting wetness. My clit was already sensitive. He rubbed my juices all over it, up and down, round and round, as my ass pressed down deep into the bed.
I wanted more!
He plunged two fingers deep and fast into my pussy, and I immediately arched my back; a deep moan escaped from my lips, changing movements with every stroke, my eyes wide shut as he mastered me like no other man can. I repeatedly came like a waterfall over the edge.
More!
Turning from the side, his huge body covered mine, with my legs surrounding his hips. He plunged his fingers deep into my pussy again, and the pleasure resumed. My lonely left hand placed two fingers in my mouth; I sucked and licked them, ensuring they were dripping wet. Then, I slowly put them in his mouth; he feasted on my fingers like his favourite dessert. While he sucked on my hand, he dipped his further into my pussy, and a deep moan released from my lips.
Fucking my hole, I love how it felt each time his fingers met the inside of me. The intensity overtook me as shockwaves travelled through me. Lightning bolts of ecstasy shot up my spine as I threw my neck back. Suddenly, a tsunami of cum flooded out of my now swollen pussy. My arms were paralyzed in place as I embraced the beautiful force of nature we had just created.
Taking his hand out of me for a moment, he grabs my other hand and places it on his exposed, throbbing erection. I took hold of it, and my pulsing began to build up.
A mix of arousal and betrayal overcame my face as I throbbed, shuddered and moaned beneath him.
“Kiss me,” he whispered, and I immediately succumbed.
Our lips touched, and he released my womanhood. I could feel my insides churning and my wetness built between my legs. As if he was reading my mind, he kissed me deeply and used his cock to spread my wetness along my greedy slit. He held it at the entrance for an almost unbearable amount of time before slowly sliding deep inside me.
I gasped almost imperceptibly and wrapped my arms and legs around him as he held me there, claiming me, building up my need, smiling wickedly before he slid back out and then in again. He growled as he started fucking me, slowly at first, enjoying every inch of my hot, wet hole, before his pounding became insistent.
As if on command, my pussy started convulsing around his thrusting dick with an uncontrollable moan. I felt him unload into me; the sting of him tightening his grip on me added to the feeling of satisfaction. He fucked me for a few moments longer, and with smiles and kisses, we stayed joined for a while, our cum mixing and dripping out of me as he slowly slid out, moving off me and back to the side.
His threatening hand resumed back to teasing; it gently touched me in light, inward strokes. As the pulsing subsided into a gentle throb, my body relaxed into his arms, and I rested my head on his chest. His fingers were no longer in me, but he kept his hand down my thighs as he grasped me, throbbing in a gentle, owning clench. His other hand began slowly stroking my soft hair. I nod sleepily, nuzzling my face into his shoulder.
Our bodies calmed, and our breaths slowly returned as he embraced me closer to him, giving me a loving pat and a soft kiss.
“Thank you,” I murmured beneath my breath as I slowly drifted to sleep.
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