Surrender Your Sensations

It was very unusual for me to wake up on someone else’s bed, with a strong set of arms wrapped around my naked body, possessively.

Rupert Santos, the bad rockstar, was all over me. We were sharing the same sheets and his scent was all I could smell, his snoring against my ear was all I could hear, and the heat coming from his nakedness pressed against my back was all I could feel.

I gasped before slowly removing his hug from me. He was sleeping like a baby, with that gigantic bulge poking my behind. Even asleep, he was insatiable.

Rupert was not even shaken from his deep sleep when the bed sagged as I woke up. I sat on my side of the bed and then looked at the sleeping man beside me. I no longer made an effort to cover my naked body. Everything that happened last night were things I didn’t know I would allow someone to do to my body and I would actually like and enjoy.

I was blown away by the wind. Did I just admit that I enjoyed everything Rupert made my body experience last night?

Gosh. I was so sore. My legs felt like jelly and my muscles were a bit tired as well. All thanks to the bad rockstar’s high stamina last night. I think we lasted until dawn. He just didn’t want to stop. He made sure that there was no way for me to forget about my first time.

Hmnn… Sensual play. It was satisfying.

“You sleep like a baby,” I whispered before I pulled the sheets covering Rupert’s nakedness up. I envied him for sleeping so soundly because I could not as there was stinging pain in between my shivering legs.

Based on how the sunlight pierced through the slightly opened curtains of Rupert’s room, it’s pretty obvious that it’s already morning. It was a bright and sunny morning for us, I guess.

I don’t have class today, that’s why I decided to sleep with him and stay the night. I mean, we finished by dawn, so there’s no sense to say that I stayed because I don’t have class today, right?

I bit my bottom lip and immediately winced because of how swollen I was down there. I remembered how hard Rupert sucked on my lip- scratch that. He sucked everything that could be sucked.

My mouth fell open at the thought. Speaking of suck. There was a part of my body that he never stopped sucking. I immediately looked at my chests.

“Shit. Is he serious?” I gasped while looking at my breasts with red marks all over it. There were a lot around my nipples; some in my collarbone and shoulders; and there were marks on my cleavage trailing down the middle of my stomach. Those marks were very red and obviously swollen.

Now, is he also a vampire?

I immediately stood up and stomped over the full-length mirror on the side of his room to look at my neck. I shrieked in shock when I saw a lot of kiss marks on both sides of my neck, on my throat and even on my jaw. I saw some red marks on my navel and even on my inner thighs.

“Fuck you, Rupert!” I was appalled at what he did to my body. I stared at myself in the full-length mirror in front of me with wide eyes. I looked like I got some measles or chickenpox because of those red marks. “Why exactly do you have to do this?” I asked frustratedly, looking at the man sleeping on the bed. He was crazy!

I was about to approach the man who had done this to my body when I was stunned by what I saw on the floor. My body stiffened in shock and a bit of pleasure started to build in between my thighs. I stared at the piece of cloth on the floor. It was the handkerchief he used on me as blindfold… to make me feel sex and its glory.

I gasped as the hot scenes came back to me last night, specifically, how he made me feel. I could still feel everything his mouth and hands made me feel – his manhood inside me.

“Goodness!” I was flustered on what my brain was thinking just now. “You are also crazy, Meredith Kaye,” I scolded myself, messing my own hair. I could not believe how strongly I was being affected by the guy I just met.

Annoyed, I picked up that handkerchief and threw it at the man who was fast asleep on the bed. He was slightly snoring and his feet and arms were sprawled all over the big bed.

“Jerk! Just don’t wake up!”

I stumbled over to his closet to get something to wear. I took a simple yellow shirt with a smiling face print and black boxers. I made a mental note to find my bag in the living room and get my extra nipple tapes.

I stomped my feet towards the door which I assume was Rupert’s bathroom to clean myself. Before I entered, I looked again at the man who had claimed me repeatedly last night. His position had changed; he was now lying flat on his stomach while hugging the extra pillow on his right side. He was sleeping like a child, although he could already make a child.

I shook my head before I entered the bathroom. The moment I closed the door, I immediately leaned against the door. I roamed my gaze in the whole bathroom and I must compliment it. It was clean and the amenities were nice- from the bathtub, shower room and toilet. There was a very strong masculine scent that invaded my nostril as I stepped inside the shower room after placing the clothes I picked on the rack. Good thing, there’s an extra towel on the little cabinet beside the small sink.

I felt a bit sticky in the sensitive flesh in between my thighs, aside from the stinging pain due to the soreness. I could not believe I let Rupert have his every way in me, last night.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s your fault that you can’t stand and walk straight right now,” I told myself before getting inside the shower room, with my hand holding on the glass wall for support. I closed my eyes before I looked up at the shower. The cold water cascaded directly to my face when I turned the shower knob to the right and I was too tired and consumed to even budge. My body and muscles were a bit sore, so the cold water actually helped me to release the tension and pain that I was feeling.

With eyes closed, I started rubbing my body. Flashes of vivid memories from last night came back to my mind as I enjoyed the cold water washing over me. I bit my swollen lower lip as my body started to feel hot, just by thinking of everything that Rupert did to me. My core clenched at the same time as my cheeks warmed when I remembered something he did for me last night which caught me off guard and actually made me feel some butterflies in my stomach.

***

“Cuddling is the best part of sex.”

“Hmn …”

I was too tired to even utter a word. I just want to sleep. This Rupert the bad rockstar is insatiable and has a very high stamina for all-night sex. I think it is now already dawn. My legs and arms are tender, the one in the middle of my thighs is already sore.

“Let’s sleep,” I murmured as I leaned my back on his chest.

“Oh I see. Go to sleep, Meredith. I need to do something first.”

I didn’t even pay attention to what he was referring to. His embrace unwrapped from my waist as I felt the bed sagged, a sign that he had come down.

I just hugged the pillow next to me and immediately closed my eyes because I was really tired.

“Lay on your back, Meredith,” Rupert said softly, which I did right away because I really didn’t have any energy to argue.

I lay down as I hugged the pillow over me. My heavy eyelids were telling me to succumb to deep slumber but I felt Rupert’s presence on the end of the bed.

I forced myself to open my eyes when I felt him touch my legs and then slightly spread them apart. My mouth parted and I looked at him, shocked and confused.

“What?” He looked at me with a frown before he got up on the bed, sitting in between my parted legs.

“Really? Aren’t you tired? My God, Rupert. Put a boxer on.” I told him and tried to get off of my legs from his hold when he suddenly laughed.

“Hey! Hey! Chill! I’m not going to take you again, okay? Not now that you’re tired.” He grinned at me before shaking his head. Then, he lifted a towel from nowhere.

That’s when I noticed the small basin on his lap. I raised an eyebrow. “What is that?”

“I’ll clean you up? I bet you’re a bit sticky from everything we did.”

I gasped when I felt the damp towel on my sensitive and sore core. He started to really clean it and then proceeded to wipe the sticky fluids on the insides of my thighs and even on my stomach.

I stared at him. I could not believe what he was doing. I didn’t expect this from him. I mean, he was a womanizer based on my first assessment about his personality. But then, I guess he’s not joking when he described himself as ‘gentlemanly but a bit rude’.

“I can do it for myself.”

He looked up at me. He smiled before shrugging. “I know. But I tire you out and you need some rest.” He winked at me before continuing what he was doing. “Sleep now, sweetie. After this, I’ll sleep too. You’ll sleep better when you’re clean.”

I felt amusement as I watched Rupert. Was this the same guy who had sex with me like a maniac? Was he the same guy who blindfolded me while doing foreplay and pumping in and out of me?

I slowly smiled as I watched how serious Rupert was in cleaning my body.

I like the feeling that someone was taking care of me, not because of my sickness. I like how he cleanses my femininity as if it’s very fragile. I like his gentleness and his consideration of what I feel. I like this side of Rupert.

I guess, people were right when they said you shouldn’t expect something from someone’s character. Expectations only lead to disappointments. Instead, having no expectations leads to surprises.

I must say Rupert surprised me tonight.

“I told you to go to sleep. I will sleep next to you after I am done here.”

“Aww such a cuddler,” I teased him before closing my eyes.

I heard him chuckle before he said, “Sex for me is not complete without cuddling, sweetie. Sleep tight.”