If he had his way, and if I allow him to, we would not make it to the house even. Jaime seriously wants his desert and he makes it known from the very first moment we get into the car. I had to smack his sneaking hands that smoulder my body and distracting my focus on the road.
“Stop it! I’m driving. Do you want to get us kill?” I lightly scolded him as I pushed his hand away from my breast. Out of his earshot, I mumbled, “I don’t want to die in a car crash yet.”
“OK!! I behaved.” He finally gives in but it was only for five minutes before out of sudden he shouted, “I want my desert now!!”
Lucky for us, we already reached my house, and I practically dash out from my car, leaving Jaime behind me.
“Not fair!! You are cheating, Marcyyy!!”
Once I reached inside my house, again I run up the staircase to my bedroom. I know Jaime is hot on my feet, but I don’t care. All I want is to get under my bed cover first, for a little game that will punish Jaime for being too impatient.
Another a few feet more to my destination, suddenly my world begin to topple down. I keel over as I drop to the floor, clutching my lower abdomen that surge very painful feeling. I never felt this pain ever before. Did I eat something that I shouldn’t have in the first place?
“Marcy...here I come!!”
I heard Jaime voice from behind me. But I still keeling on the floor, right in front of my bedroom. Still waiting for the pain to subside, closing my eyes shut for the pain is too very painful to bear. Drops of sweat running down my face and my back, the feeling to shout out the painful pain is so tempting but I don’t want Jaime, even to see me in this kind of state. Not now when I am still not ready to watch the sadness in his eyes when I know, he is so over the moon of our reunion.
‘Please God, just give me one last chance! I swear I’ll think of a better way for Jaime!!’
Maybe God did answer my prayers, although He turns on deft ear when I prayed to Him not to take my son away from my arm. But whatever it is, for now, I am just thankful to Him. A miracle of energy just surge through me as I felt one last attempt to get up from my current position.
Without wasting another moment, I dash towards the drawer on my bedside, for my painkiller, a temporary dose for my pain. I should be resting after consuming my medication, but I could not just disappoint Jaime. The pill works like a miracle. The pain starts to wave off although it is still there.
Again, I quickly make myself presentable, wiping off my sweat from my face and unbuttoning my blouse, just on time for Jaime making his so-call grand entry to my bedroom. I turn towards him, in my attempt on being sexy. My eyes become wide on seeing Jaime who already down with only wearing his boxer. My eyes narrow down on his bulging shaft is constraining that tight boxer.
“Why are you still wearing that despicable pant of your?” His voice is raw, so raw that it sounds off so sexy in my ears. I wag off my blouse from my shoulder, exposing my push-up bra with the rigid of my breathing that caused by Jaime’s happy member. I could not wait for it to do lots of wicked things inside me.
“Why don’t you...rip it off my body?” I slurred.
With that, Jaime did not waste a minute. He yanked off my pant once he climbs over the bed, standing in-between my legs. My hands touch his hot skin. Kissing all over his bare abdomen with my hands travels on his back and squeeze his butts. I could feel his shaft jabbing my chest.
Jaime let out a gasp as he twirling my dishevel hair. My hands that had been lingering on his body, settled at the front of the hem of his boxer. Then, I pull down his boxer, over his hardening shaft. Now I have a full view of Jaime’s and the sight just magnifies me.
The twirling on my hair stop, but my eyes could not cast away from the sight in front of my face. A white liquid started to form at the end of the shaft. Automatically, I close my distance to the leaking shaft. I lick it, ever so slightly. From above me, I could hear the ragged breathing of Jaime, but I just ignored him and continue my task on his leaking shaft.
My mouth close over just the tip of his shaft, then I look up to Jaime, who I know had been watching my movement ever closely. I then suck the seed out of his shaft before start to envelop the whole length of his shaft, down my throat. My hands could not help myself. I grope for his balls when I feel that his climax is overwhelming him.
Jaime too starts to move against the same rhythm that matches my momentum on his shaft. His hands guide my head against him. And I guess he might look up to the ceiling of my bedroom, closing his eyes while mesmerising the feeling of my wicked tongue on him, and he might also let out strings of profanity as the feeling of his organism surging through his shaft, with me drinking down every drop of his seed into my throat.
Well, that’s the image that I am picturing inside my head as I keeps on doing wicked stuff on his shaft. But I want him to be inside me, of my velvet hotness and I could feel the wetness in my lace panty. Slowly, yet still in my wicked persona, I pull away from his hardening shaft and my hands takes over with massaging the length of his shaft.
“I want you inside me...now” I purr.
With a single nod, Jaime bends down to my now laying position. His hands pull off my lace panty while I unbuckle the hook on my bra, letting free my breasts and seeing that, Jaime hands then takes possession of my two breasts. He now settling nicely in-between my spread legs with his shaft just probing at the edge of my entrance.
I push myself against his harden shaft without waiting for Jaime. “Oh my lord...!!” I let out a great sigh as I get what I want. Jaime too let out a sigh with his hands now squeezing my breasts for the effect of my impatient desire. Jaime then pushes more inside me, against the bed without attempting to move. But the feeling of him inside me makes me feels so wholesome.
His hands on my two globes started to massages it. His fingers then rubbing my two nipples before him bend over to suck on one of my nipples then the other. My hands raking his back when I felt him biting my nipples and twirling it with his tongue.
Again I’ve becomes impatience and started to push hard against him just so to make a head start of our lovemaking. Jaime looks up to me, well more like glaring at me. “You are so impatience are you?”
I could not utter a single word. I could feel my organism surging right off me any time soon. I keeps on pushing against his harden shaft, whether he likes it or not. This is not only his desert alone, but mine too. Seeing that I will not give up my power of control over our lovemaking, and I just wish I have much more energy to push myself over him, so that I will be the one on top and take more control. But I might just have sufficient amount of energy for just this lovemaking.
I was glad that Jaime too starts to move against the same rhythm that matches my movement. But after a while, his movement becomes much harder and fast. I could not keep it up and keeps on squirming underneath him. My eyes then go blank as I have reached my climax. Raking my fingers helplessly on his back, I lift my body up towards him while he keeps on slamming hard inside me.
“Jaime...!!” I shuddered without him slowing down his onslaught inside me. The bed is making a loud sound due to the effect of our lovemaking. And with every push Jaime slam against my inside, the same movement also causes the bed to move together with him. I’m sure there will be a great dent on my bedroom wall just behind the bed.
“Hold still...I’m reac-...Arghh!!” I feel Jaime organism while my body is too weak to match him as he ride off his organism. I could only hold on to his arm right to the end.
Our bodies smell of sex. Jaime slumped above me, burying his face at the side of my head while I make myself comfortable, laying my face on his sweaty shoulder and my hands rubbing his back in slow motion.
His now limp shaft still inside of me, and I realised that we have being making sex 2 days in a row, without him wearing any protection. I cringed. Now the desire to push him over my body and to have his shaft out of my vagina is so tempting. I do not wish to get pregnant with his child in my present health condition.
It will only be unfair for him and to the baby, if there is any. With my health condition, we will never know how it will affect the unborn child. Will it be harmful and dangerous? Will I have the heart to abort it if I am pregnant with his child?
I do not think I would be that heartless to do such thing. I will do anything to have his baby and holds his child in my arm.
Hot tears now flowing down my cheeks and I tried to hold back myself as I felt Jaime stirring. When he lifts up above me, we smile at each other, leaning down again to kiss me on my cheek and moving towards to my lip. But we do not prolong our kisses because he let out a yawn.
“Sorry sweetheart...” Jaime apologises and I could feel that his slight movement had pull off his shaft from my vagina.
“Let’s just get some sleep, Jaime. I’m a bit sleepy myself.”
Both of us then climbs off the bed and again climbs up on the bed again but this time, with our bodies cover by my bed comforter. I settled myself with my back against Jaime chest and his hands sneak under my arms before linking our hands together.
Before I realise it, sleep elude me, shutting me off from the world outside.
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A Chevrolet car has stop just behind Marcela’s car. The same Chevrolet car that left the restaurant a while ago and the driver of the car, Oliver Sykes is debating with himself of whether to approach Marcela when she is seem to be having such an intimacy night with Jaime.
But Oliver is adamant to finds out of Marcela’s secret illness, even it is none of his concern. Although she is not Oliver’s lady and by the look of things, she is more likely to be having a special relationship with Pierce the Veil’s bassist, Oliver just felt that he has the right to know of what his new found friend is suffering with.
The urge of curiosity won over him. But as he approached Marcela’s house, he should know better. Definitely he should not be here at this precise moment. It makes him cringed and what’s that? Feeling of jealous?
Why should he feel jealous of them together?
The silent night within the small radius of Marcela’s front lawn is broken by loud voices of a couple having sex. With Jaime’s shouting Marcela’s name, it is what it is. And quickly Oliver back tracks his path to the direction of his parked Chevrolet.
Without wasting a minute, cursing himself for his stupidity, he drives away.

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