Patricia awoke the next morning, cocooned in the soft, warm sheets of Alvin’s bed. The feel of the fabric against her bare skin brought her back to the intimate moments they had shared just hours earlier. A shiver ran down her spine, a mixture of the cool morning air and the lingering sensations from last night. She instinctively reached for the other side of the bed, only to find it empty. Alvin was gone.The rhythmic sound of water splashing against tiles drew her attention, and she realized he must already be in the shower. Her lips curled into a small, private smile. The memories of last night flooded her mind—memories of skin against skin, whispered words, and a passion that had reignited after all these years.It felt surreal. Had it really been so long since they had last been together like this? The years had passed in a blur, filled with so many twists of fate, and yet, here she was again in Alvin’s bed. Patricia’s mind briefly wandered to Robert, her ex-husband. She couldn’t
Just as Alvin had mentioned, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted Patricia as she descended the stairs. The living room was immaculate, bathed in the soft morning light streaming through the large windows, casting a warm, inviting glow over everything. She spotted Alvin sitting calmly in the same chair he had occupied the previous night, looking both relaxed and alert, as if waiting for her."Come on," he said, his voice low and familiar, his eyes never leaving her.Patricia felt her heart race, her chest tightening with a familiar nervousness as she approached him. She couldn’t deny the effect his gaze had on her, those deep, dark eyes that held a sensual intensity she had never experienced with Robert. It was a look that stirred something deep inside her, awakening emotions she wasn’t sure she was ready to confront."W-Where are we going today? And why did you say someone’s coming to install the internet? It’s Sunday, isn’t it?" Her voice wavered slightly, betraying her nerves
The moment they arrived at their destination, the sky opened up, and rain poured in sheets, a torrent of droplets racing down the windshield. Each drop hit the roof of the SUV with a steady, rhythmic pattern, a relentless soundtrack to the rising tension inside the vehicle.“Just perfect,” Patricia muttered under her breath, a hint of sarcasm in her voice as she watched the downpour obscure the world outside.The atmosphere inside the SUV shifted. The enclosed space, thick with the scent of leather and faint traces of Alvin’s cologne, felt suddenly more intimate. Patricia glanced over at Alvin, expecting a casual remark, but instead, she found him staring at her, his gaze heavy, his eyes dark with an emotion she couldn’t quite place.Her breath hitched. There was something unsettling about the way he looked at her—intense as if he could see right through her facade, peeling back the layers she had so carefully constructed over the years.“What?” she asked, her voice tinged with unease
“Oh, Alvin—”Much like her, Alvin didn’t waste words. Instead, he let his actions speak, and before she could think, his lips crashed down onto hers, urgent and demanding. Patricia wasn’t sure if her body had subconsciously asked for it or if it was simply the gravity between them, but any attempt at rational thought dissolved in the heat of his kiss.Her heart raced as she responded in kind, matching his intensity with a hunger she hadn’t realized was growing inside her. Every touch, every press of his lips stirred something wild within her, a desire she could no longer suppress. What had started as a shared kiss quickly became something more, the kind of hunger that devoured everything in its path.Their bodies moved together, pressing and shifting, lips parting and meeting in a rhythm that felt both desperate and inevitable. Patricia felt like she couldn’t get close enough to him, her body arching into his, craving the heat, the touch, the way Alvin made her feel alive. But just as
Would she revert to her old self?No. She had no intention of doing so.The truth was, she craved this kind of intimacy—she needed it more than she had ever realized. A fulfilling sexual life wasn’t just a desire; it was a necessity. If Alvin was willing to provide that for her, she would accept without hesitation. Why wouldn’t she? His touch was a symphony of sensation she had missed deeply. She wanted to be close to him, to feel his warmth and passion envelop her completely.Her thoughts raced as she considered whether anyone else could fulfill her needs like Alvin did. It wasn’t just about physical satisfaction; it was about the way he made her feel alive, electrified. Alvin’s touch was a masterful blend of tenderness and intensity, a rare combination that made her heart race and her body respond with eager anticipation.For too long, she had been consumed with schemes to win Robert back from Olivia, obsessing over every detail to the point of neglecting her own needs. She had forg
"God—ooohhhh—uuummmmnnnn..." Patricia’s voice escaped her lips, a symphony of pleasure intertwined with desperation, her body trembling under the relentless onslaught of sensations. Her heart pounded in her chest as Alvin's mouth worked over her, his once tender, exploratory caresses now transformed into a fierce, all-consuming hunger that seemed to devour her whole.The atmosphere inside the car was charged, the rain pattering rhythmically against the roof, blending with Patricia’s gasps and moans. Outside, the world blurred behind fogged windows, an isolated cocoon where time ceased to exist—where only the two of them remained, locked in this intoxicating dance. The cool hum of the air conditioner contrasted sharply with the searing heat that engulfed her, radiating from the center of her being, pooling between her thighs where Alvin’s touch had ignited a fire she could no longer control."You like it like this, don’t you?" Alvin growled against her slick skin, his voice a mix of se
“Oh, yes! Mmmnnn—take me there! Yes! Yes! Yes!”As Alvin wished, she whispered to him the moment she felt herself nearing release. The intensity doubled as the man met her heat, joining her in the wild rhythm of passion that surged between them.He pulled her into his lap. Then, she straddled him, feeling a rush of power and desire. This was exactly how she wanted it to be. It was the perfect position for both of them—Alvin seated, while she was in control, working fervently on top of him. Their bodies melded together in a sensual dance, with her every move causing sparks of heat to radiate between them.And yes, she moved in the sexiest, most seductive way she knew, determined to stoke the fire inside Alvin even further. Each motion of her hips was a deliberate, tantalizing invitation to drive him wild.“Alvin, tell me we’ll do this again! Yes?” she gasped, her breath shaky as she continued riding him, her body entirely at his mercy.Their gazes locked, and in that instant, she saw t
As Alvin had planned, they spent the day at the mall, shopping for things his house still needed—essentials like a fridge, TV, and other items. The way he easily entrusted her with picking out the furniture, curtains, and even the bedsheets made her feel a strange sense of responsibility, as if she were arranging a home they might share, although she quickly shook off the thought.They wandered through the polished floors of the mall, weaving between stores filled with an array of shiny appliances and designer furnishings. The air was cool, filled with the hum of chatter and the occasional clink of cutlery from the nearby food court. The scent of fresh coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked bread. It was a normal afternoon for many, but for Patricia, it felt strangely surreal.As they strolled past the vibrant display windows, Alvin glanced at her with a small smile, his eyes twinkling under the soft glow of the mall’s lights. “You’ve got good t