Chapter 18 - Part IV(R)

I moaned.

I screamed.

I don't know.

"Fuck, Terrence! Fuck! It...it..."

"It's alright, babe, I got you. You- shit! Alyssa, you feel so good..."

A guttural groan escaped him as he gritted his teeth when I clenched my inner walls around him. Taking it as a sign to continue, he slowly started to move, steadily, pushing further and further into me. I clutched his biceps tightly, biting my lip hard when it stung more than I could take.

He was still going slowly, very slowly...and I...I wanted more...

"Just fuck me, Terrence!"

And that set him off. With one loud roar he entered as far as he could go inside me, and I felt like I would pass out at that moment. More and more desire flooded in my lower abdomen, my legs wrapped tightly around him and my walls tightened more and more around him. I was taking him in as much as I could, as much as my body could take him in and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Terrence..." I moaned, "Terrence..."

"Yes, baby, yes." And groaning that, he set up his pace, steadily going faster and faster inside me.

He started off gently, at a slow and steady pace so I could keep up with him. We moaned, groaned as our bodies joined, with him reaching those depths of mine that were never explored. He felt so good against me, inside me, the sweet scent of sex, sweat and simply Terrence making me forget everything around me.

His thrust were now faster, quicker, deeper, yet somehow sharper, his muscles flexing; bunching and loosening against my body. I pressed open mouthed kissed on his shoulder as his teeth closed around my nipples once again, suckling and kissing me till my heightened emotions were too much for me.

I let go.

It had been building up in me ever since, making my entire body quiver around him. It was good...so fucking good that I felt like I flew around a thousand different dimensions before coming back to earth. My heart had stopped, yet I gulped in huge breaths for air as Terrence came, with such a force that it sent me over the edge yet again.

He collapsed right on top of me, and I welcomed the feeling of his heavy weight on top of me. All of my emotions intensified at that moment, but above all, it was my love for him that grew boundless.

I knew I couldn't fall in love with anyone else.

He slowly pulled out of me, and I winced, feeling the stinging core that felt too good after Terrence's assault. Before his body could leave mine, I tightened my arms around him.

"Terrence?" I asked, running my hands down to his ass as he shivered.

"Yes, baby?" He rasped, and buried his face in my shoulder.

"Can I see you now?" I grinned, and I could feel him shaking his head and chuckling. I took that moment of weakness as an opportunity to flip us, so that I was on top of him. I grinned at him and gave him a sloppy kiss on his mouth, and no matter how badly my limbs felt like noodles, I managed to slide backwards and-

Holy shit!

He was...*big*. And he was just half as hard right now. Mesmerised, I took his slowly hardening erection in my small hands, slowly stroking his foreskin with my fingers. He felt soft, velvety smooth and hard in my palms, and I ran my fingers along the throbbing veins that bulged out.

His soft groans spurred me on and he kept repeating my name like a chant, making my legs dampen once again. I was dripping for him, wanting him to be inside me again and again..

"I'm riding you, Terrence." And with that I positioned myself on top of him, but he held hips before I could even even move.

"No, Alyssa. You'll be sore-" I silenced him with a kiss and slowly trailed downwards.

"Please, Terrence..." I whined, "Just once more..."

"Fuck, Alyssa....don't make it- Fuck, shit! Oh fuck, don't stop."

I had lowered myself onto him, steadied myself by clutching his arms that were holding my hips and had clenched myself tightly, slowly moving up and down, looking at his parted lips and hooded eyes with my own. It was so fucking hot, watching him so powerless in my hold, as I kept moving, faster and faster, till I could feel it growing up in my lower abdomen. One of his arms went around me and held me tightly as he took the lead, and the other went to touch and tease the bundle of nerves that sent me in a frenzy.

He wasn't gentle, no.

He flipped us over, again, and my moans turned into screams as his pace turned wild, ramming into me with an animalistic fervour. I screamed his name when he grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard, slamming against me so hard that I could hear the headboard of the banging against the wall. He growled something incoherent, cursing himself about something when my befuddled brain had actually caught onto what exactly he was saying.

We forgot the condom! He had thrown away the previous one.

"Two babies are enough, for now, fuck!"

And he came, managing to pull out before he could send his babies inside me. He groaned as he spilled himself on my stomach and my breasts, and watching him sent me over the edge again.

Mind-fucking-blowing it was, the orgasm that shuddered through me. We both were breathing loudly as the after effects of the orgasm faded away, with him on top of me groaning once again as I could feel him hardening against me, once again.

Then the killjoy murmured...

"Come on, babe, let me clean you up."

But with the look I was giving him, we both knew that we would end up fucking each other till we both passed out.

And yeah we did....but after we realised that I was still wearing my heels.

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My eyes fluttered open, and when all my senses had woken up, all I could smell and feel was Terrence.

It felt so *fucking* good.

I snuggled deeper into the sheets, closer to the warm body that was spooning me from behind. His heavy arm was draped around me, right under my breasts, and his leg was thrown over me, his half-hard erection poking my hip.

Was he awake the entire time?

"I didn't want to wake you up."

It was Terrence who whispered it, his lips caressing my shoulder, making me shiver slightly even though I was completely warm and cozy with him spooning me. "I rarely find you looking so peaceful and calm."

*Oh come on, I'm always peaceful and calm.

"What do you mean?" I mumbled groggily, and my voice was muffled because of the sheets around me.

His fingers caressed my hips and I felt him twitch, behind me. "You are always worrying about something, someone or another." I could feel his lips twitch into a pout, "Mostly, you are fussing over the twins, and the rest is taken up by Allie and Lucy. The time we spend together, alone, is spent sleeping, eating, making out or discussing out the day's events. And when you fell asleep just an hour ago, I realised that I have rarely been able to watch you drool and snore."

I scrunched up my nose when he chuckled at his last line, and gave him the best reply my sleepy brain could muster:

"I wake up to your morning breath everyday."

"Your morning breath is as bad as mine."

I grinned in the sheets, "I've become used to it now. It doesn't feel good without it, and I hate waking up without having you next to me."

"I'll take you to all my business trips, now and then. Even better if we manage to squeeze a quickie or two in between the meetings." I could feel his own smile as his lips now reached my nape.

His erection was even harder now, pressed firmly against my hip, and I involuntarily wiggled my behind, biting my lip as I did so. He was thick, huge and hard, and I gulped when I was reminded of how it felt inside me. I had always thought that porn was a big fat liar, all the erotica I had read, too, but looking at him, and remembering what I felt an hour or two before, I realised that it wasn't.

Sex with Terrence felt so much better.

Terrence groaned, "Not now, Alyssa. You've had enough for now. You do remember that you couldn't walk after we did it, right?"

I blushed a little remembering how we were both still wrapped around each other after I was finally on the verge of passing out due to *too much pleasure*. In all honesty, I was so tired that I even refused to let him pull out of me, my legs loosely, yet firmly wrapped around his waist.

And we were against the wall then.

He had to carry me to the bed then, with me clinging to him like a baby monkey, and he had put me down gently, unwrapping my legs that already felt cramped. He took off my heels, cleaned both of us up, and then lied down next to me, pulling up the covers around us and spooning me.

Trust me, it didn't take me long to fall asleep like that, no matter how much I just wanted to stay awake and look at him.

"Alyssa?" He suddenly asked.

"What?"

"Not to ruin the moment, but what do you think Aaron and Allie are doing?"

I turned around in his arms, slightly wincing when I could feel how sore I still was, and buried my face in his chest. I mumbled, "I hope they are just looking after the twins, maybe clearing out the differences, just that. The tension between them is still so stifling."

"And what do you think our twins are doing?" He asked again.

I smiled against his chest, creepily inhaling his musky scent, "Hopefully keeping the stupid-and-hopelessly-in-love duo engaged."

His fingers were tracing small circles on my back, and I sighed contentedly, not yet ready to fall asleep, again. I just wanted to do...nothing, you know? Just lie here, all day, warm, sated, sore, with all those butterflies never ceasing to flutter inside me. It was just like the cliché moment when all you wanted was for the time to freeze, knowing very well that you had only a few hours left to spend alone with the man you're so much in love with.

God, love.

Honestly, love wasn't something I had given a lot of importance to. I believed in it, of course, but I was never too sure that one day even I could have a love life. Finding my one true love was never a part of my bucket lists, but now I don't think I can function without that one particular emotion.

Even though Terrence and I were still in, what we call, the honeymoon phase of our relationship, which would perhaps fade away one day, I was quite sure that I wouldn't want anyone else in my life.

"You know what?" Terrence said, out of the blue, and I looked up to catch a beautiful, crooked smile on his face.

"What?"

"I was unsure about a particular thing, till today. Now I'm sure about it; sure as hell." He grinned.

I raised a brow at him, "And what is it that you are so sure about?"

All he gave was a totally cryptic answer:

"Yes. Yes, I do. I totally fucking do."