LOGINFae
"Jigo..." I whispered, reacting to what he said.
"Hmmm...?" he replied softly, his voice hoarse, his eyes attentive, as he began to caress my body.
I gasped and buried my head in the pillow. I forgot what I was going to say as I felt his hard flesh, gliding between my thighs, teasingly touching the sensitive area. It was a different kind of sensation. A hot sensation. I never thought it would feel like this. I was all nervous, excited, and so... so curious.
And I was on fire.
"Ohhh... Jigo...!"
"I know... it feels good, doesn't it?" His head swooped down to kiss my lips with a possessiveness that I couldn't help but feel. And I was kissing him now, a serious business, as our bodies began to mold against each other. My hips lifted and my legs wrapped around his lower torso. I could feel his manhood pressing against the warm space between my thighs. I gasped when I felt his tip slide into my ready wetness, then a little more, and a little more. Hot and hard. Alive. I thought, that was it. We’re doing it.
But he stopped, and his lips left mine and travelled down my neck, then down my breasts, and I gasped at the gentle bites and the tantalizing flicks of his wet tongue on my skin. Below, his manhood slipped out a little.
I smiled. "Tease..."
Again, his soft, sexy laughter.
His hand found one soft breast, his mouth the other one. I watched, excited over his playfulness and quite aroused, as his thumb flicked against the hardened nipple. He sucked on the other. There was something hypnotic… mesmerizing about this view. I liked the possessiveness in his hand as my breast filled it, the confident teasing as he replaced one nipple with the other, pulling the tiny bud into his eager mouth. The playfulness in his eyes as they rolled up and watched me watch him back. He blew on my left nipple before sucking it again, then he released it and played with it. And I gasped when he sucked it back into his mouth, stretching me slowly.
His eyes continued to hold mine as he gently suckled… as if he was making sure I remained watching him. As if he enjoyed me watching him.
So erotic... his eyes promised me more was to come as he moved to my other breast again.
I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of his mouth and hands playing with me. It was too much... and I moaned. It felt like my surroundings were spinning, adding to the headiness of this sensual moment. If drunken sex was like this, I could stay drunk as long as I could.
He wasn't done exploring yet. I opened my eyes again as he moved lower. I watched as he spread my thighs wider, his kisses becoming more fervent as he reached my right thigh.
He maneuvered his body while kissing the inside of my thigh, again peppering me with gentle bites, sucking on my skin, tasting me with his exploring tongue. A mixture of moans and gasps escaped me. I bit my lower lip as his head slowly approached my wetness.
I watched him, overwhelmed, because I knew what he was going to do next.
I bit my lower lip harder, and I closed my eyes as his mouth finally reached the most intimate part of my body.
"Oh my god..." I cried, breathless, as his tongue licked me like he was licking ice cream on a cone. My eyes widened as the tip of his tongue probed my womanhood. As he seek, my breath got caught in my throat. When he sucked on me like candy, I couldn't help but make muffled sounds from my mouth. My fingers gripped the sheets tightly, until I frantically reached for his head, pulling at his hair, trying to control myself and failing.
I trembled, my whole body did, from the intense pleasure of his hands and tongue, of his skin rubbing against mine, of his teeth nipping exactly to tickle and hurt on the edge of titillation. The way his tongue swirled, his teeth and his lips did things to me I couldn't even describe—it was all making me crazy.
"Oh, gha-ood... Jigo...!" I cried, my voice hoarse and pleading for I didn’t know what exactly. I just knew he could give it to me.
He groaned, too, and the vibration of his mouth against me intensified the pleasure. A tickling sensation thrilled me, and it was his tongue's exploration of my entrance.
My mind was spinning. I didn't know what was happening to me. I was floating in a limbo of fire. There was speed and force to the waves of heat starting to pulse, then crash, into me. It started from my core and spread outward… opening me, filling me, shattering me... and it felt so good!
"Aahhhhh!" I moaned hard. My hands let go of him and grabbed the sheets instead of pulling at his hair. I would never want to hurt him. His mouth left me, and I felt his hand, his fingers slipping into my wet passage, doing it slowly and repeatedly, while I continued to tremble from the small tremors inside my body...
"Easy... easy... that's it. Ride it, baby. Oh, you're so beautiful..."
I reached my peak, and I bvanked, then slowly subsided... weakened. He slid up my body and he caught me with a passionate kiss on my lips before I completely fell from where I had been thrown, back into his arms.
Slowly, I regained my composure.
Slowly, I returned to the feeling of his body gliding against mine.
I noticed when his fingers left me. I heard the sound of plastic. Then his hands on my thighs, spreading them as he positioned himself between them.
I felt his hard, thick member, testing the entrance to my womanhood again.
I wondered for a moment how it would feel, just for a moment, until I did feel him.
All of him.
He thrust. Deep. Filling me. Stretching me. And suddenly, my body was engulfed by his size.
Before I could even make a sound, he was out and pushing in again. I must be so wet because, although the pain registered, and although it was tight, he was sliding in smoothly. Before I could cry out in pain, my lips were sealed by his hot kiss, trapping the cry inside my throat. I clung to him this time and not to the sheets as his thrusts brought me to a frenzy of sensations both painful and glorious.
I couldn't control myself. Then I flew again, more complete, stronger, steeper now. And with a bite. But it was just so right. My whole body couldn't stay still, writhing beneath him, following the rhythm of his thrusts. I heard him calling my name, his moans and shouts.
Until...
I exploded again. It is a liquid fire of sweet, exquisite, orgasmic pleasure. A kind of pleasure I have never experienced before.
"Aaahhhh!"
And as he held me tightly, my whole body clung to him, I felt the last powerful thrust, his whole body embracing me as he released himself to his own climax...
Jigo
"Hey..."
I could still feel the tender smile on my face.
It had been several minutes since I claimed the woman by my side, but she still remained wrapped in my embrace. She hadn't pushed me away. She didn't regret it.
Not yet.
I hoped, not ever.
The beating of our hearts was calming down. The sweat on our skin had dried. I moved slightly, but her arms tightened around me. My smile deepened.
I hadn't made a mistake.
Making love to Fae was spectacular. She was so perfect. I held back because she was drunk, but as soon as she was sober enough and focused on me...
For the first time, she saw what she should have seen long ago.
Me.
That I was in front of her. That I was beside her.
That I was completely present. Always.
And I was so relieved when she asked for me to help her forget.
She responded to my kisses and embraced me as tightly as I held her. As I was holding her still. She matched my own heat with her own. She moaned and screamed, laughed and gasped, groaned and cried in a passionate response that I couldn’t doubt.
And in the end... she accepted every thrust with her whole heart. Our bodies danced to the beats of passion in a way I had never experienced with any other woman before.
I didn’t even want to think about any other woman before her. I doubted I could remember any name right now. It’s just become her, all about her. Finally!
My breath caught as I remembered the feeling of reaching the peak with her beneath me. When she let go of all her reservations and flew with me. Every sound and gasp she made filled my body, fulfilling the deepest desires within me.
She was extraordinary.
But I didn't know what she was thinking now.
She still clung to me. Somehow, she was pushing away my remaining doubts.
She moaned when I moved. I caressed her bare back. Her body arched towards me. I held her tighter in my embrace.
She didn’t seem to mind. Instead, she pressed tighter to me, wriggling a little, as if she wanted to slide beneath my skin.
Unable to resist, I gently pulled her chin toward me, then kissed her exposed lips. She responded to the kiss, clinging to my lips with her soft ones. Eagerly.
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
"Nuh-uuhhh..." she moaned her lips still chasing after mine before stopping.
"Huh?" I insisted to know.
"Sleepy..." she replied in a small voice. And I couldn’t help my smile. She sounded so cute.
"Is it okay if I stay with you... to sleep beside you?"
Her arms tightened around me. "Don't leave me. You're comfy," she mumbled.
My heart swelled. Even with her messy hair and washed-out makeup, Fae was still beautiful. She had that almost heart-shaped face, an intelligent forehead, fine eyebrows, and thick, black eyelashes. Her nose was straight and her lips naturally red. Fae's fair complexion made her features stand out. She had curious, seeking, big dark eyes that could melt the heart of anyone who looked into them. Above all, she had a very expressive face. Even from a distance, her eyes and lips were easy to see. They defined her face so perfectly, as if they were drawn by a very good artist especially for this.
I knew this intimately because I’d always watched her from afar. I saw her when her forehead was furrowed, when her lips were smiling, whether they were open or closed. Every time she lifted her chin, I felt a pull in my heart and lower abdomen, a desire to kiss those lips. I wanted my lips to pass over her chin and jaw, down to...
I took a deep breath. God, I had such memories of wanting her from afar. Because that was the only time I could look at her like that. I couldn’t do it when she was close. She would notice.
And Carl would, too.
FaeHe took me to a luxurious restroom. When I saw the spacious cubicle with its black and silver interior design, I lifted my eyes in surprise. “What the—” Then I noticed the other room adjoining it, where there was a bed and a kitchenette. When the motion sensor by the door turned the light on, the entire space came into view.“It’s been here all along?” I ask, laughing. Jigo has a day break room and bath in his office! “How long?”“This used to be just a simple single bed and the kitchen only had drinks. I used to take out food; that was all that used to be in the mini-fridge. I have a few suits and essentials in a closet in case of emergencies. I used to sleep here when I had to work late or stay overnight to catch up on a particularly busy week. But I had our interior decorator renovate it two months ago. It took a while because they could only work on weekends. Fortunately, it’s ready today.” He kissed me hard and noisily on the lips. “I planned to bring you here and spring this
FAEJigo was in a meeting when I arrived at his office on the 30th floor of the Myrick building after his lunch break. It had been eight months since our second—public—wedding and we made a tradition of celebrating the 15th of the month with a dinner date, since it was the day of both our weddings, just six months apart. Christmas and New Year had gone by. We had actually celebrated our first wedding anniversary two months ago. By the second wedding anniversary, we would be three — our first-born should have popped by then and would be a whooping 4-month-old baby boy if everything went on schedule.But I also wanted to surprise Jigo today with a special something. After instructing Maria not to let him know I was there when he returned from his meeting, I hid in his office to change into a different outfit, then put my long lady’s jacket on to hide it from his eyes when he returned from his meeting.But he's taking too long to come back. I'd been waiting almost an hour. My feet hurt
FAEWhat happened next was I felt Carl’s tongue on my pussy, the tip pushing the tiny, velvety cheeks to expose the clit. I gasped and moaned then groaned against Jigo’s lips as Carl’s lips encircled that most sensitive, tiny nub of flesh before he sucked, his tongue continuously flipping and flicking, shooting sparks of hot electricity up my spine and nerve endings. There was no way Jigo and I could continue our kiss because I couldn’t stop stop my cries and my moans as he turned my head so I could watch Carl’s head between my thighs, eating my pussy, making sounds that weren’t any different from when it was Jigo and me, his tongue and lips creating incredible sensations that heated up my whole body and zinging up my fingertips and toes .I didn’t know when or who decided it was time. I was almost there, so close, and a tiny thought escaped about how surreal it was that it was Carl who was going to make me cum, that this was really happening, and that I knew even then this was someth
FAEAbove all, I didn’t feel the same as Sarah felt.In my case, I felt irritated when it came to that man. As I walked towards the swirling and steaming tub of water, kicking my stilettos off my feet, with my husband following me as he shed his own clothes, I suddenly felt like I was at the edge of a precipice. I needed to say something once and for all, right now.“I really, really hated you.”Sarah’s head whipped back to mine, and both pairs of eyes were startled as they watched me clamber up the three steps into the tub. Carl hastily stood up the same time I felt Jigo’s hands on my waist.“Whoa, baby. Watch it.”Actually, I almost fell if not for Carl’s arms catching me. The heat of the water barely registered unless, like oxygen, it added to the heat of the embers I didn’t realize I still kept somewhere within me, making it glow brighter as my anger escalated. “You did a trick on me. You made me feel so stupid, you made me feel the most pitiful I could ever feel in my entire life
FAEThe two men were quiet as we climbed upstairs, and a second one when we got to the second floor.What? Are we doing this in the sky? I thought nervously, but did not dare say anything because right after that was another winding staircase. I did not even try telling my husband that I could have climbed up those stairs with my own two feet because my knees were trembling with nerves. His breathing did not even pick up when we reached the third floor—no surprise there. He was just so calm. Then we entered a rather big doorway that had its doors open to a huge room with a skylight.I could hear the sound of bubbling water and feel the heat emanating from one spot in the room. Looking over, I saw a big-sized, glass jacuzzi across the space.And I finally learned where Vivian was.She was waiting for us in very tiny black bikinis, and the light underneath the bubbling, swirling, slightly steaming water showed the perfect shape of her body, with the peaks of her scantily covered breasts
FAEWe barely managed to leave the hallway we’d entered, kissing all the way, with my back plastered on the wall each time we stopped, carried away by the kiss, until I thought I would beg him to take me down on the floor. I was more than a little bit drunk, but not so much that I would let what we left in the hall make me not care wherever he would fuck me.This was Jigo. That was all I cared about. And because of this truth, I didn’t care if he fucked me anywhere, whichever way he liked it.My Jigo…My lover.My sweetheart.My husband.And would be twice my husband again tomorrow in the eyes of critical family members, friends, the elites, and the public.The truth was, it was all so surreal and intimidating that if I weren’t with him, I didn’t know how I could. All I loved about all that was going on was that he was mine. Mine. And no one and nothing could take him away from me because if there was one thing I was sure about this man, it was that he was truly, passionately, complete







