Surrender Your Sensations

Rupert the Rockstar kissed my temple as his fingers played my throbbing and wet core like a guitar against the thin fabric of my underwear. My back arched with the sensation and to prevent myself from moaning, I had to suck the crook of his neck.

“Argh. You are really making this hard for me to stop, Meredith.”

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I leaned my back on the motor behind me as I hugged Rupert’s body closer to mine. I did not want the thing he was doing in between my thighs to get interrupted. A few people passed us by and looked at the two of us so I did everything to hide my face. I buried my face on his neck as I silently moaned because of the pleasure he was making me feel. I licked and kissed his neck but later on stopped and just enjoyed whatever pleasure he was giving me.

My breathing was ragged as the savor I was feeling because of Rupert’s finger intensified. I was losing my head from what his fingers were doing to my femininity over my wet panty; rubbing my slit, playing with my wet folds and sometimes teasing my hole by pumping his fingers to it with my panty’s fabric as the only hindrance. I did not know being touched there would feel like this; so wet and so delicious.

“Ohhh… Please… Let’s not do it here. R-Rupert, it’s delicious.”

“You’re soaking wet, Meredith. Do you want me that much?”

My body twitched when I felt him squeeze that part. My heat and libido were ticklish and intensified.

“Ahhh Meredith, do you want me to please you more? Just tell me what you want.”

“R-Rupert… Oh gosh, I think … What the hell am I feeling?”

My forehead rested on his shoulder as I chased my own ragged breath. I felt a strange tickle and tension inside me as Rupert’s fingers did magic to my femininity. I could feel it. Like there was a tension forming in the deepest part of my stomach and I needed to release it.

“Rupert… R-Rupert… This is making me crazy,” I muttered. My hips moved to push my wet core to his palm as he kept touching me there. “Please… Please touch me. Put your hand inside my panties,” I desperately asked as the tension felt like exploding.

“Oh Baby, let go. Just let go and come for me,” he whispered in my ear before I felt his mouth, sucking my earlobe, adding to the pleasure that I was feeling. I gasped, rocking my hips and while suppressing my moan. “Come on, Meredith. Argh, you’re so sexy to watch. I am aching to have you on my bed. Give me your first ever climax, Baby.”

My hug tightened on his body. The heat and pleasure were consuming my body. He kept on pleasing me.

I could not stand the intense pleasure anymore. The tension in my abdomen intensified. My legs pressed together, squeezing his hand in between them. “R-Rupert!”

“Yes Baby. Come for me.”

The next thing I know, fluid came out of my core as my body shivered. Did I just pee? Or did I really reach an orgasm?

“Good girl. You really did come in my hand,” he said before removing his hand from between my thighs.

He raised his hand and showed it to me. My mouth hung half-open when I saw a slight trace of what I had released; my first orgasm. His fingers were moist of my own essence.

I bit my lower lip so hard before I reached for his face and caressed his cheek. My gaze went to his slightly parted lips. He was breathing raggedly like me. Specifically, my eyes focused on the shiny lip piercing on his bottom lip which intensified the feeling whenever he kisses me.

I pressed my thighs together again when I felt the bulge in the middle of his pants as he grind his hips against me.

“Is that the thing you called ‘orgasm’?” I asked, innocently.

“The thing you called orgasm?” He chuckled. “You are really amusing,” he ran his hand on my long hair before sniffing my face- the tip of his nose touching my flustered cheek, “and beautiful.”

My heartbeat quickened. But not like before – not because of heat or libido. This time, my heart was beating erratically because I had never heard any guy tell me that I was beautiful.

I mean, I never dated anyone. No man has been able to approach me more than being a friend. I shut them out even before they even had a chance to pursue me. Not because I fear love or whatsoever. My only reason was because of my prosopagnosia. I mean, how would I fall for someone whose face I could not even remember. Then, to add to my prosopagnosia, I was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer, two years ago. I had more reason to restrain myself from letting love into my life.

“What? Why are you looking at me as if I told you a lie?” Rupert winked at me. “Believe me, I mean everything I said.”

“You really want to get into my pants,” I pointed out.

He laughed before giving our bodies a distance. He stood in front of me, placing both of his naughty hands inside his jeans pocket. “Correction- I really want to get into that little dress of yours.” He winked at me again and I rolled my eyes, in return.

“Such a lady killer.” I smirked before I straightened my back. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at the building behind him. “Looks like you are a big time, Mr. Rupert Santos. This is a luxurious condo building.”

He shrugged at me before holding out his hand in front of me. Because of our distance, I could not see his face again. All I could see was his brilliant lip piercing. From this distance, almost two feet away, Rupert’s face was blurry. I couldn’t see his facial expression.

“Take my virginity away and then we’re done,” I said before taking his hand.

He faked a cough before he intertwined our hands and then pulled me closer to his. Because of our closeness, I could see his face clearly, again.

There was a serious expression in his eyes and his lips formed a thin line. “We can’t call it done unless I agree with you,” he said before I felt his other hand on my waist. “I won’t take you here if it will not happen again after tonight.”

His hand that was on my waist went down to my thigh and caressed it.

I closed my eyes with my heart beating fast. “So, will it happen again?”

“I like my girl to be obedient, Baby. If you’re like that, I swear I will have you again,” his breath was fanning my face, “and again and again, Meredith.” I found myself getting flushed and hot because of it. The moist flesh in between my thighs started to throb and ache for his touch.

I could not understand the fast beating of my heart. But I did not take comfort in what he said. I found myself getting lost in his eyes as if I was being hypnotized.

“I hope you’re sure about this,” he said before he pulled my hand and we started walking to the parking exit.

I took a deep breath before dismissing the hesitations. The more my mind would tell me to not do it- the more I had the urge to jump and take a risk.