Surrender Your Sensations

“Are we okay now?” Rupert’s strong set of arms wrapped around my waist. His familiar natural manly scent invaded my nostrils. “I hope we’re really okay now, Meredith.” Then he let go, only to get the small towel around my shoulders and started drying my long hair.

I was standing in front of a full-length mirror inside Rupert’s bathroom. We just finished showering. I watched what he’s doing to my hair- he’s being careful and gentle.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Don’t overthink about us, Meredith Kaye. I am here and you are here. We’re enjoying this. Isn’t that’s why we’re here?” He met my gaze in the mirror as he continued to dry my hair. I could see the hunger and lust in his eyes when his gaze went to my protruding nipples under the big shirt I was wearing. I decided not to wear nipple tapes. I mean, it’s not necessary. “Let’s just take everything easy… and you look hot, sweetie.”

I chuckled with what he said. “Stop it, Rupert. I’m hungry for real food and I’m tired too. Aren’t you supposed to cook for me?”

He chuckled before nodding. “Yeah. And then I’ll have you as my dessert. What do you think?” He leaned his chin on my right shoulder before his right hand slid under the hem of my shirt.

I gasped when his hand touched my bare stomach, softly caressing it while his other hand kept on drying my hair.

“Your hair is really long and I like it this long,” he murmured, sniffing my wet hair.

I was holding Rupert’s right arm when I felt his hard length poking my behind, grinding and teasing me. “W-What if I decide to cut it?”

“For sure, you’re still beautiful.” Then his lips rained little kisses on my jaw as his hand under my shirt went lower, cupping my throbbing core above my little underwear. “But it seems unlikely that you will cut your hair short. Your hair was always this long even when I first saw you last year.”

I barely looked at him. “Last year? So, we didn’t meet at the bar first? Where?”

He gave me a peck on the lips and then on the tip of my nose. “Knowing about your prosopagnosia, I definitely understand now why you couldn’t remember me.”

I was frustrated. “So, you won’t tell me where we first met?”

“I feel like you’ll soon remember it, Meredith.” I could hear the playful tone in his voice. “But you really annoyed me that day. You said the words I don’t want to hear because they’re true.”

“What? So are you telling me now that I was rude to you? That’s why you opt not to tell me?” I frowned, trying my hardest for some stranger’s encounter last year. Maybe if he could tell me where we first met, I would remember.

He answered my question with a soft chuckle then he kissed me on my cheek. “Come to think of it, you were really rude to me at that time. I should punish you for that.”

“Rupert,” I gasped when I felt his fingers getting inside my underwear. “Oh gosh… Are we really doing it again. I-I’m… Ahh… Rupert… I’m tired…” I was about to close my eyes when his finger traced the slit of my femininity. I was starting to get wet.

I wanted to stop him but what he was doing was so delicious. I whimpered under the movements of his fingers. Gosh. So good.

“But I have to punish you,” he whispered and then he sucked my earlobe.

“But … I can’t … I can’t remember my sin … T-That’s unfair,” I murmured before my head leaned on his chest. I felt him insert his thigh in between my legs to part them even more, giving his fingers a few more access to my throbbing core.

“Unfair? Hmnn… Fine.” Then he removed his hand inside my underwear.

My mouth fell open because… Damn, I wanted more.

“Rupert.” I turned my face to him over my shoulder before one of my hands moved to retrieve his right hand. I guided it to slide under my shirt again. Then, I returned my gaze to the mirror. I even saw the towel he was using to dry my hair earlier fall on the cold floor of the bathroom.

His other hand held my hips. He grinned. “Meredith, you are the one who said I should stop.” He was about to remove his hand but I held it tightly. I slowly inserted his hand back inside my underwear. “So, you want me to continue?”

“P-Please …” I bit my bottom lip when his palm touched my wet core.

“You don’t think this punishment is unfair, do you?”

“It’s not … I … I deserve it, Rupert … Please.”

That’s it. Rupert entered me with his three fingers, pumping in and out, mercilessly. I felt pain and yet it just tasted better.

“Close your eyes, Meredith Kaye. Just feel it. Feel how full you are with my fingers, sweetie.” He nibbled my earlobe again and then he licked the insides of my ear. “Don’t peek or else I’ll punish you even more.”

I arched my back in pleasure as I closed my eyes. The delicious sensations doubled when his fingers increased its pace while his other hand kneaded my left breast, pinching my nipple and rolling it between his thumb and index finger.

Rupert made me moan and groan in pleasure and intense sensations. My eyes were shut close until I reached my release, beads of sweat on my forehead and I was breathing heavily.

“Open your eyes now, sweetie.”

My mouth dropped open at the scene that greeted me the moment I opened my eyes. It was my own reflection on the mirror, face flushed because of heat and pleasure, my damp hair falling like a mess behind me and my chest heaving deep and fast breaths. Behind me was Rupert, standing and licking the fingers he used to make me come.

I licked my bottom lip as I felt how sticky I was in between my thighs. My legs were shaking because of the earth-shattering climax. Rupert grinned at me in the mirror before kissing my temple.

“I’ll prepare our dinner. Clean yourself again, sweetie.” With that, he left the bathroom.

I was left gaping and almost exhausted by the series of pleasures that Rupert had given me. With shaking legs, I went to the faucet and cleaned myself again. Then, I went to my mini closet in Rupert’s room where a few new underwear for me were stocked. I got a replacement and then went to Rupert’s cabinet to get another shirt. I changed before heading out of his room.

I was about to go to the kitchen when I saw an open room. I approached it to close it when I was stunned on the inside of the room. It was full of musical instruments- from grand piano, different guitars, set of drums, and even some woodwind instruments. At the far end of the room was a small recording studio with complete setups and also apparatus. I found myself amazed by the place.

I went in and couldn’t help but smile. This was the first time I’d been to a room like this. It’s cool.

I approached the instruments, especially the grand piano. My hand touched the keys. This is really cool. I looked around the place and that’s when I realized that the room was sound-proof.

Wow. Rupert is really a musician.

I was about to leave the place when I saw an interesting part of the room’s wall. There’s a portion where a couple of pictures were pasted. I approached it and my mouth fell open at the bunch of pictures on the wall. But what caught me the most were the few photos of two children – a little boy and a little girl.

Maybe they’re cute. I was not certain because I couldn’t see their faces well either. Most of the pictures of the two children were playing and the cutest among the pictures was probably the photo where the little girl, smiling widely, was kissed on her cheek by the little boy.

I smiled because they were cute … Then my gaze went to a lone picture of a lady … I couldn’t see her whole face but when I inched my face closer, I saw her beautiful features. That picture was just stuck on the side of the corkboard’s frame and not like the others that were pinned by pushpin.

Out of curiosity, I took the photo. I flipped the picture and was stunned with the short message written on it.

To my greatest love,

Please be happy wherever you are. It is still painful … But I’ll get used to the pain soon.

-Rockstar

So, she’s Ava. I stared at her smile- it’s beautiful. A beauty-queen kind of smile. I bet she’s really beautiful and Rupert really loves her.

I don’t know why I was suddenly down when I thought I was foolish to think Rupert sees Ava in me. That’s impossible. Seeing this, no one could match Ava for Rupert.

I made a fuss earlier for nothing. There was no one like Ava just like what he said before. I was a fool to think he was seeing Ava to me, when in the first place, he only had his eyes for Ava.

I returned the picture and then left the music room. I closed the door and made my way to the kitchen. I caught Rupert who was cooking there, busy and seemed to not notice my presence.

I leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching him for a few minutes before he finally noticed my presence.

He looked over at me. “Sweetie, I cooked buttered shrimp for dinner. It’s my specialty,” he said and his excitement could be heard in his voice.

I was stunned before asking, “Is that your favorite food? I guess you’ve mastered cooking it.” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Nope. This is Ava’s favorite so I studied how to cook it until I could perfect the taste,” he said, casually. He didn’t even realize what he said.

Too casual … that it hurts. He’s being cruel without him even knowing.

I forced a smile before I slightly nodded. I walked to the kitchen counter and leaned on it. “I’m allergic to shrimp,” I told him, casually, trying to hide the bitter feeling inside me.

“What? Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I’ll just cook something else.” He turned off the stove and immediately removed the pan of buttered shrimp. “What do you want me to cook?”

“You should’ve asked me earlier instead of assuming that I would like buttered shrimp.” I couldn’t hide the annoyance in my voice and it looked like he finally realized what he did as well.

“I’m sorry, Meredith. I … I got used to it.”

I just shrugged my shoulders, trying to disregard my annoyance. I don’t have the right to feel this way. We’re fuck buddies- friends with benefits- nothing more, nothing less.

“Don’t waste that. Just finish cooking it. I’ll probably just cook for me or deliver-”

My mouth fell open when he suddenly threw the pan of buttered shrimp he cooked in the trash can. I was shocked when he approached me. He immediately kissed me on my lips, catching me off-guard.

He nibbled my bottom lip and when I opened my mouth, he immediately invaded it with his tongue. “Hmnn…”

Because I was getting weak when I was with him, I gave in to his delicious kiss again. I responded with the same ferocity and when the kiss ended, Rupert hugged me. His arms wrapped around my waist and then his face buried on my neck.

“Sorry,” he said against my neck, his hug around me tightened even more. “Don’t be mad at me, sweetie. We just got okay, earlier. Please?” Then he lifted his face and met my gaze.

I blinked a few times and laughed like a fool. “You’re like a kid.”

“You’re not angry?”

I rolled my eyes and then I wrapped my arms around his neck. He immediately lifted me until he made me sit on the counter. He widened my legs and he stood in between them.

“I like … simple dishes. How about glazed chicken or adobo?”

His lips turned upward for a big smile before he gave me a peck on my lips. “Coming right up!”

He was about to go back to the stove when I trapped his body with my legs. I wrapped my legs around his hips.

“Did I say or do anything again?” he asked and then he kissed me again

I smiled after the kiss. I caressed his damp hair. “I’m sorry if I’m being demanding. I realized how important Ava is to you and it’s hard for you to just, you know, remove her from your system. I realized it’s still painful for you and you’re in the process of enduring the pain. Sorry for being too demanding even though I’m not your girlfriend. ”

He stared at me for a few seconds before suddenly touching my cheek. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

My mouth dropped open at his question. “W-What?”