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It was 2 am and we were on our way home. Walking side by side, his right hand holding my left. If people were to see us at that time, they’d think that we were a happy and sweet couple. But there was nobody around. It was too early for people to be walking around in that place. Normally I would’ve been afraid to be walking on that same street at that hour since it was dangerous. I’ve heard several news about people getting held up, sexually harassed, or even killed in that place. But I seemed to have forgotten about all of those and I didn’t feel even the slightest fear. Perhaps because I was with him. Ironically, I felt safe having him with me, feeling his palm against mine, sensing his body every time it accidentally bumps into mine. And the fact that we were alone together in this intimate manner sent shivers of excitement all throughout my body. But I was not supposed to feel that way. My sane consciousness was telling me to escape and get away from this man immediately. That I shouldn’t be allowing something like this to go on. I was walking straight to my own doom. Because with this person that I was holding hands with, I was weak. All the control I held over myself, all the restraint that I was trying to endure, all the respect and self preservation that I had left, could all be ripped off me by him in just an instant.
We were just walking silently, bodies very close to each other. I could here our foot steps. We were walking in the same rhythm. My heart was pounding hard and fast that it almost hurt my ears. I was trying to calm myself when suddenly he pulled me even closer to him. He was hugging me now and our walking pace was slowing down. I could feel his body even more and smell his fragrance. My cheek was pressed against his chest so I became aware of his own heartbeat. It was pounding as fast and as hard as mine! I was glad to know that he was just as excited as I was. I hugged him back, pressing my chest against him.The air around us seemed to get colder and it made me long more for his warmth. I took deep breaths. I knew something was going to happen. Thinking about it made my mind panic and body more excited. I was practically torn. My mind was screaming that this has got to stop yet my body was yearning for more.
He started rubbing my shoulders in a slow and gentle manner. It really felt good. I heard him take a deep breath then I felt his hand caress my cheeks. That gesture made me look up to his face and I knew then what was coming next. We shared a long sensual kiss. His probing tongue explored my mouth and I also moved mine to match his’ movements. It’s been eleven months since I last tasted his lips and felt his whole body against mine. It’s been eleven months since we last had sex. Yes, this experience wasn’t new to me. It was with this man that I shared a lot of my firsts. We shared a blissful relationship together in the past. But it also ended seven months ago. I’ve had my share of heartache and I’ve shed rivers of tears just for him. And because of that I’ve also promised myself to never see him again. But here I was, clinging to him, longing for his touch, and thirsting for his kiss.
From a slow sensual kiss, our lips and tongue moved more eagerly. Our kiss became more passionate. We were kissing like there was no tomorrow. It was definitely better than our first kiss. Before we totally lose control and end up having sex on the streets, we had to stop. I couldn’t utter a word to him. I didn’t know what to say after what I had allowed to happen. “I missed you.” he whispered. I looked at him as if trying to make something out from his expression. For a short moment I was just staring at him. Damn! What was I looking for in his eyes? Love? No way! There wasn’t any trace of such feeling in the way he looked at me. There was just pure lust. “Yeah.” was all I could mutter to him. He reached out for me again and pulled me for another tight embrace. My mind was still in a daze and I couldn’t think clearly if this was what I really wanted. He bent to give me another kiss and I didn’t resist it. The kiss was quick this time. “Come with me.” he said as he reached for my left hand and we started walking again. His pace was quicker than before that I had to walk faster to keep up with him. He would squeeze my hand every now and then while he led me the way. He didn’t tell me where we were headed but I could tell what was on his mind from the path we were taking. And I was right. Not for so long, we had reached our destination.
This was one of the places where we used to hang out back then when we were still going out. It was a wooden tower where a certain club at the University used. He was a member of that club so he was very familiar with it. Nobody stays here at night so we were practically alone. It was 2:30 am and nobody would come to this place at this time. We only came to this place during the day so I never really thought that it could be really dark in here. I remember the days when we would hang out with our friends here. I was always afraid of heights so I never dared climbed to the top. I looked up to see the top of the tower but I couldn’t see it cause it was dark. There were no lights, one reason why nobody would come at night. He led me to the small room at the base of the tower. My eyes were starting to adjust with the darkness so I was starting to see the surroundings clearly now. I watched his back when he went to the door. There wasn’t any concrete lock so he was able to open it easily. He called for me as soon as he was inside. That was my chance to back out. I could still tell him that I didn’t want to do anything with him anymore and that he should just take me home. But I was a complete idiot. I had let lust overcome my conscious mind. He called for me again and I immediately made my way to where his voice was coming from.
It became pitch black again when I entered the room. I needed a few seconds to adjust my eyes with the new darkness. I couldn’t see where he was now so I only had to rely on his voice. It surprised me when he suddenly whispered my name in my ears. I didn’t know that he was already so close and just behind me! He hugged me from behind, pressing his body against mine. I could feel his hard manhood poking my ass. That really stimulated me a lot and all my hesitations before instantly vanished. I felt his hands touch my shoulders then slid them down my arms. “I missed you so much, baby.” he whispered once more. He planted sweet wet kisses on my neck. “Did you miss me too?” he asked in the same husky whisper that he did a while ago. My throat was too dry to respond to his question. He needed not any word from me to confirm my response anyway cause I was already tilting my head to give him full access to my neck. His hands made its way from my arms to my shoulders again, then to my chest. He started massaging my breasts as his thumbs made circular strokes as if in search for my nipples beneath my clothes. This sent shivers to my spine and I arched my body to meet his probing hands. I could feel his moist kisses trailing from my neck to my jaw. Then just as what I was really eager for, his lips finally reached mine. We shared a torrid kiss. Our tongue moved wildly in a passionate motion. He licked then sucked my lips and did the same with my tongue. I was almost out of breath. When he let go of my tongue, it was my turn to suck his. I made a to and fro motion with my lips as if giving his tongue a blow job. I heard him let out a soft moan. Then his hands also became wild. He started to unzip my sweater. I helped him take it off completely. He worked his way under my shirt, playing with my navel at first then touching and caressing the skin from my tummy then up towards my waiting breasts. I was wearing a front closure bra so he easily unclasped it and my firm breasts sprung free. “Mmmm!” I moaned when his hands touched my bare breasts. He rubbed my already perky nipples. This made my body arch for more. I broke our kiss so I could take off my shirt. I stood half naked before him and I could feel his gaze towards me. We reached for each other for another kiss. My hands were touching his face and his were caressing my back. We were locked in a tight embrace as we kissed each other hungrily. I wanted to feel his skin against mine but he was still wearing his shirt. I slid my hands beneath his shirt and worked my way up to his nipples. His hand also found my breasts at the same time and started rubbing my nipples again. He broke our kiss just so he could go down and suck my left nipple. “Ahh!” It’s been so long since I last felt his lips against my skin. Hell, I’ve missed this a lot. My hands went to his head, urging him to continue what he was doing. He sucked my right nipple next while his hand rubbed where his lips left.
(To be continued soon..)