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With his firm hand on my back, RD gave me a gentle rub ending in a soft pat. I awoken to a heavy downpour. The cab's on a halt, I was still half-asleep, and saw him handover a couple of bills to the driver. He pulled me out of the cab, one arm sweeping me on the side. It felt like I was floating - I was that drunk that my legs felt numb. I heard keys, door swinging open and I was led to a soft cushion. Sofa? Too wide to be a sofa without any back rest. I couldn't help but sprawl over his bed.
He handed me a set of clothes I can change to, and even asked if needed some help putting it on. I think I said something like "Asus, gusto mo lang ako hubaran." and gave him a sneering glare. Then the struggle started - me against my clothes. I was awkward and having trouble taking off my shirt and pants. A second later, they were all off as he took pity of my dilemma and pulled off my clothes for me. He even dressed me. So no, hindi nya ko hinalay right then and there.
I conquered the bed, on my tummy, with as much space as I could. But he nudged me aside to reclaim his territory. I rolled to my side, with my back against him, giving him his space, and finally bidding him "Good night na...". Eyes shut, one deep breath ...
Then he wrapped his arm around my waist with a firm tug, while the other squeezed in between my neck and the pillow to wrap my chest. His chest and tummy totally matched my whole back; his legs with mine. How he spooned me with intent, how smooth, suave, with wanting and tenderness; it felt the right place to be, secured and sheltered. I writhed closer to him, as if trying to be deeper in him. With his face resting next to my nape, he whispered "Goodnight..." and pulled me closer to him. His warm moist breath sent shivers down my spine; a guttural moan escaped me.
It was a good night indeed.
I conquered the bed, on my tummy, with as much space as I could. But he nudged me aside to reclaim his territory. I rolled to my side, with my back against him, giving him his space, and finally bidding him "Good night na...". Eyes shut, one deep breath ...
Then he wrapped his arm around my waist with a firm tug, while the other squeezed in between my neck and the pillow to wrap my chest. His chest and tummy totally matched my whole back; his legs with mine. How he spooned me with intent, how smooth, suave, with wanting and tenderness; it felt the right place to be, secured and sheltered. I writhed closer to him, as if trying to be deeper in him. With his face resting next to my nape, he whispered "Goodnight..." and pulled me closer to him. His warm moist breath sent shivers down my spine; a guttural moan escaped me.
It was a good night indeed.
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I miss the warm feeling when someone cuddles you at night.
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