“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
"Alvin, what are you doing here?" Patricia asked in surprise that evening, her brows furrowed as she sat at the edge of her bed.After the sumptuous dinner that Mang Lope had thoughtfully prepared for them, Patricia had taken the time to indulge in a warm, soothing bath. The water had felt like silk against her skin, easing the day’s weariness, and now she was ready to slip into the comforting embrace of sleep. The gentle hum of the rain outside made the night feel even more inviting, like nature itself was urging her to rest.Mang Lope had started working at Alvin’s house that day. Though Alvin had graciously offered one of the five guest rooms for him to sleep in, the old man had preferred to remain in his own space, perhaps out of respect or familiarity. Alvin, always so considerate, didn’t push the matter, but it was clear he cared for the older man’s well-being. The plans for a small dwelling in the back of the house were already underway, but for now, things would remain as they
Patricia and Alvin shared a passionate kiss by the window of her room. Raw passion that it seemed to set the very air around them on fire. They stood by the large, wide-open window of her room, the pale moonlight casting a soft glow on their intertwined figures.At that moment, Patricia didn’t care if anyone saw them. The room felt secluded, shielded from the world by the towering trees that loomed like sentinels around the old ancestral house. Even the high fence, covered in creeping vines practically covered the windows seemed to protect them from prying eyes.For Patricia, nothing else mattered at that moment—not the outside world, nor the passage of time. All she wanted was to kiss Alvin, to feel the warmth of his lips against hers and revel in the closeness they now shared. There were no words exchanged, only the silent understanding between them—a deep, unspoken connection that pulsed with electricity.That’s right. There was no need for conversation between them. She just wante
The heat between them surged, almost as if it had a pulse of its own, growing more intense with every passing second. Patricia could feel its weight, mingling with the deep, ragged breaths that Alvin took and released. His body was so close, teasing her with every deliberate brush of his hips against her sensitive core, sending jolts of electricity throughout her body. His hands were warm, roaming across her skin, kneading her breasts with an eagerness that made her breath hitch."Let’s take this off," Alvin’s voice came out low, filled with impatient desire as he grasped the hem of her silk nightgown. Without any resistance, he lifted it over her head, the fabric gliding smoothly off her skin before disappearing in the dim light of the room.The cool night air slipped through the open window, sweeping over her now-bare body, a stark contrast to the searing heat that radiated between them. Outside, the rain had started to pour down in earnest, and a flash of lightning illuminated the
The storm raging outside was a perfect reflection of the tempest that brewed between them, a whirlwind of emotions that seemed to tear through the very core of their beings. Every crack of thunder, every flash of lightning, only heightened the tension, as if the universe itself was witnessing the explosive passion unfolding between their entwined bodies. Lightning illuminated the room, casting stark shadows across their forms, their silhouettes fused in an undeniable connection. It was as though even the forces of nature couldn't dampen the fire that burned between them, the energy pulsating with each heartbeat.Alvin’s lips were unstoppable, his touch demanding yet reverent, as if her body was something sacred he couldn’t get enough of. His lips, fevered and insistent, claimed not only her own but trailed a burning path down her neck, over her collarbone, before latching onto her breasts with a hunger that sent waves of heat crashing over her. The way he alternated between her sensit
Alvin silenced her once more as he claimed her lips again. Then, without warning, he stopped what he was doing with his hand and, in one swift, forceful motion, he plunged his thick manhood deep into her waiting, dripping core.Patricia’s eyes widened in shock at what had just happened.Sure, she had asked for this from Alvin, but she had not prepared herself for this kind of overwhelming, almost inhuman pleasure she was now experiencing.“Is this what you wanted? Huh? Like what we used to do when we would sneak around and steal moments together? Huh?” Alvin asked, his fragrant breath washing over her face.Patricia couldn’t speak. Alvin’s long, hard manhood was busy thrusting into her while she remained pinned tightly against the doorframe.“Gooooddddd—Alvin! You’re amazing! You’re so, so good!” she cried out, meeting his fierce kiss that came crashing down on her.Once again, she fell silent in that position. But Alvin didn’t stop his relentless pounding against her womanhood. They
Alvin’s manner of claiming her remained unhurried, each movement deliberate and measured. The atmosphere between them was charged with an almost electric intensity, every touch and caress weaving a tapestry of desire that enveloped them both. Despite this calm exterior, the heat radiating from their entwined bodies was almost tangible. It felt as though their very essence was igniting, creating a shared warmth that seeped deeply into Patricia’s core, making her tremble uncontrollably.“Do not stop—please keep going, do not stop!” Patricia’s voice trembled with raw urgency, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she pleaded with Alvin. Her fingers clung to him with a desperate need, her body arching towards him as if drawn by an irresistible force.“Oh, sweetheart,” Alvin responded with a tender murmur, his lips brushing against hers in a way that combined both reassurance and fervor. The kiss was a promise and a caress, filled with an intensity that spoke of the depth of his own desire