With one hand on her back, the other cupped her breast and pulled it out of its confines. Her dress only has one strap on her right shoulder.
She heard him moan as his face moved closer to her chest. He licked her skin before his mouth teased her exposed nipple. It hardened at his touch and she turned into a mush in his arms.
Her desire heightened. She didn’t think they would be intimate like this. This was unplanned. Though she thought of seducing him if all else fail, there was no plan yet.
His hand pushed off the strap and freed her other breast. His stimulation of her chest was enough to make her center dripping wet. She was putty in his arms. Restless.
“You know I like you, right?” She whispered against his ear as he kept his face on her healthy globes. She kept her hands around his head, sometimes gripping his hair lightly.
Christan heard her but was unable to respond. His actions are driven by the desire he’s feeling
Laying on her back, she let him do whatever he wants. He seems to have a lot of energy. He was hard again after some time and went ahead to stimulate her cave of pleasure. All she could do is moan and touch whatever she could reach of him.Alena feels helpless but oddly, she trusts him. What else can he do in his current state?Christan took her hard and then fast. Her breasts swayed with the rhythm and she could see his gaze stuck on them. Yep. After a guttural shout of release, his mouth latched on them, alternating with the suckling and groping. It bordered on painful but still bearable. No doubt she would be feeling sore all over her body tomorrow. This is too much of an exercise.She fell asleep despite the ticklish feeling on her skin and the stimulations he’s doing on her body. She reacts quite instinctively, still moaning in her sleep.When she opened her eyes over an hour later, he was fondling her chest and stomach. Laying next to her, he
Alena’s lip twitched as she listened to her dad’s stern warning and prohibition. He was basically telling her to stop chasing after a man like Christan Taylor. She looked at her mom for support, but she merely pursed her lips. The older woman’s not sure how to approach this. Her husband is being stubborn about the issue.“I know what I’m doing, dad. So what if he’d been married? His wife was dead. It’s not like I’m going to be a mistress. I haven’t seen his kids yet, but I’ll try to get along with them. I won’t needlessly allow them to bully me. What am I? Twelve? Lastly, he’s not that old.” She tried voicing her own opinion. Her dad raised them to take charge. He should know she’s not going to back down easily. And of course, she knew he won’t, too.“Are you really not going to listen to me? Stop being stubborn, Alena.”She can’t help rolling her eyes at
It took Alena two weeks to confirm that Christan is in fact avoiding her. She hasn’t seen him during that period. It’s been almost three weeks since they shared that night. Christan was correct in thinking that she indeed assumed that incident should’ve made them closer, even just a little bit. It’s inadequate to describe her feelings as merely disappointed. She’s starting to feel heartbroken. That was blatant avoidance on his part.Gia noticed it, too, and felt bad for the girl. Alena no longer has a regular schedule of going to his bar. She goes when she’s not busy and given how she decided to balance her work and personal life again, she stuck with it. Even so, to not see him at least once in the five times she went…“Who knows? He might be working on a big project. This isn’t the first time he skipped serving his bar.” Gia tried to assure her. But they both knew better. Alena smiled before gulping the dri
A week later, Drew reminded her that it’s his birthday on next week’s Wednesday. Alena was starting to feel better and she’s looking forward to his birthday. She asked what flavor he would like but he asked her to surprise him.Alena turned to Carl to ask him when his birthday is. It’s still four months away. Then, while waiting for their food. She quizzed them on things they like, so she can incorporate them on the cake and its decorations.They like fruits, especially mangoes. Alena thought she can use mangoes to flavor the cake, or use them as toppings. Or maybe as fillings. Vanilla and chocolate are good as well. They seem to like sweets, except candies.Together, they talked about the dishes that they would have for Drew’s birthday.“We’ll have a few guests, but they’re mostly family. We’d like you to meet everyone. Can we reserve the restaurant on Wednesday?” Carl asked her and she was surp
Christan closed his eyes. Is that why these two haven’t been asking him questions about their mother? Tanya talked to them, but not to him. Why? Did she really feel that she couldn’t trust him with her secrets? He took a deep breath before opening his eyes and looking at his children.“What did your mom say? Tell me everything.” He readied himself and sat more comfortably.The kids exchanged a glance before starting. Whenever Tanya leaves for a case, she would come see them in the middle of the night. It’s their little secret, which they kept.Tanya would ask them about their week, how things went, if they behaved well and treated others properly. She would remind them to be good boys, to study well, and to take care of their dad. Christan wasn’t sure how to react to that. Back then, he was still busy as a bee. He did try to spend more time with the boys when Tanya died. But sometimes he would still be caught up with work. It&
He was looking forward to seeing her again. He returned to spending a few hours at his bar every night but she hasn’t showed up. Not once in the three days he’d been back.Gia noticed his odd behavior of looking around. He does it before, but he’s doing it frequently these days.“What are you looking for?” She asked, getting his attention.Christan pursed his lips, unsure what to tell her or how to say it.Gia looked at her phone. She did send a message to Alena, telling her that Christan’s back at the bar.“He’s probably going to leave as soon as I show up. Anyway, I’m also busy at work. I’ll see you some other time.” This is what she replied. Alena feels as if she’s missing out on something tonight, but she really has some work to finish. She can’t just go, Also, she didn’t want to be disappointed. What if he avoids her again? It would no longer be a speculation b
Carl and Drew arrived early on Wednesday afternoon. Alena asked them to check everything and if they’re satisfied. She has people she can order to run around for today.“Everything looks nice. And the food already smells delicious. Can we eat something while we wait for the others?” Drew asked, earning a glare from his brother.Alena chuckled, “Sure. Want to come with me to the kitchen? Let’s see what they’ve already cooked.”The boys followed her and looked around. They were in awe of the place and how busy the people inside were. They were preparing food for buffet, so everything is in large volumes.“Can we have one roasted duck?” Drew was already salivating.“Sure. Anything else?”“Give him some vegetables to eat.” Carl replied.They went back to the dining area. Alena remembered to greet Drew and showed him the cake she personally made. She liked their
Alena decided to set aside her embarrassment. She hasn’t given up yet. Not just yet.His children were wonderful kids, too. She marveled at that. How she met them without knowing they were his kids.“Uhm, do you need anything?” She asked. He might want to talk about the details of the party.Christan looked around. All the tables, except for one, are vacant.“Why don’t we sit first?” He gestured towards the nearest table and Alena followed.Where did her bravado go? Should she act a little shameless?“You’ve got great kids.” She decided to compliment them first.“Thanks. I’m sorry about how they acted just now. They’ve been telling me about you. Last week, they asked me to consider dating again. And that maybe I could ask their friend out on a date.” He closely watched the changes in her expression.Finally, she smiled. “Then, would you consider