Chapter 128 Chapter 128

Chapter 128 Chapter 128
"What are you talking about? As far as I remember, all I provided you was pleasure and satisfaction. Aren't you the one who confirmed that we both liked our time in Baguio?" He accused me repeatedly while standing in front of the smart television as I was behind the sofa. And it's embarrassing to consider hiding here; it was on the sofa that we performed the miracle!
"I was forced!" I shouted.
"Correction, I never forced you."
"You forced me with your pleasing eyes!"
"Well, it isn't my fault I have such eyes. It is you that I am gazing at."
My jaw fell at his unexpected line. That was when I almost got cornered. Fortunately, I was able to run outside right away, allowing me to cover more ground.
"What now, oldie? Can't you run towards me? Are you tired already? Come on! Chase me!" When he came to a halt at the door, I gave him a taunting laugh.
"When I catch you, brace yourself!" he said back.
"If you can maintain pace with a woman who is seven years younger than you," I quipped with a tongue protrusion.
"Go ahead and test my patience. Even your mouth will not be spared from my vengeance," he said as he patiently approached me, but I continued to walk away from him.
"You talk too much! You can't handle me, eh?" I'm still chuckling over the teasing words. Fortunately, I'm wearing a maxi dress, so I can move freely. It's difficult to sprint in slacks.
"Just say whatever you want. Later, you will be unable to speak."
I can't help but chuckle since he is with me even in these situations. Imagine a nearly thirty-year-old man who can run and chase after me.
"Mr. Tory, it's you," Ismael remarked, halting his pace, so I turned to see what he was looking at, but I saw nothing. And that's when I understood it was a bad move.
"Gotcha!" Ismael's arms quickly seized my waist and lifted me. I was still fighting, but he was holding me quite tightly. "I got you now," he replied, chuckling.
"The trick! Bring me down!" I complained because he was picking me up like a child with one of his arms. Am I that lightweight?
"Nope. I will not allow you to leave, as you compelled me to run an extensive distance in order to catch up with you."
He sat me down in the chair under the large umbrella beside the pool. "Now, give me what you neglected to give me a while ago," he said.
I chuckled and shook my head, but I still grabbed for his face before kissing him. Just as I predicted, we didn't end with a kiss.
"H-hey! Let me go, Ismael! Where do you plan to take me?" He did not respond to me. He simply continued to cover me until I could feel the warm water on my skin.
He dropped me down so I could put my feet on the pool's bottom. I held his chest as he stood in front of me. He stared at me for a long time before bringing his mouth near my ear. "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
I couldn't respond when he bit my ear. My body quickly heated up. Add to that the heat emanating from the water that surrounds us.
He licked my ear, so my hand moved to his shoulder and clutched at it. "Hmmm..."
I felt his hand unzipping the back of my dress. He also unhooked my bra. "You said you're not useful without knowing how much you've contributed to my life," he said, caressing my neck. "You don't even know how proud I am because of you."
He bit my neck. "I am proud that you are mine."
He completely pulled the dress's sleeves off my shoulders and arms, so it was no longer on my body. He also removed my underpants, leaving only my bottom. I guess we'll do something in his pool.
"Take off my clothes for me," he said, and I followed him. I slowly opened the button on his polo shirt, gazing into his alluring gaze. I withdrew it from his body. "See? I never forced you."
I ignored his approach, instead running my fingers over his exposed chest. I'm taking my time memorizing every inch of his broad, strong chest. Just looking at him makes me want to take him over. I kissed his chest, leaving marks down to his nipple, then bit it. I heard him groan with pleasure.
I'm not sure where my extreme desire came from at this time. When I pursued him, he used to ignore me; however, I am now the one engaging in activities with him. How ironic.
Right, he always pleases me and shows me how much he desires and loves me, but I've never had the opportunity to reciprocate. I look at him. "Ismael, this time, let me do the work."
I take my time taking off his belt and unbuttoning his pants. Then I placed my hand in his underwear. "Are you sure?" he said quietly. He appeared to be losing strength as I held him.
The surroundings are already dark, and the two of us are in his pool. The faint lights on the side came on automatically, increasing my urge to do something with him. The atmosphere was extremely romantic for both of us to share.
I worked on my hand to touch him while staring into his eyes. He was also staring at me, indicating how much he appreciates the work I am doing here.
"I am also proud that you are mine, Ismael."
I kissed him before diving into the ocean. "H-hey—" When he felt my lips on his, he couldn't make another appeal. I initially believed it was unattainable, but since Ismael and I have been kissing nonstop since then, I suppose my breath has become too long. But this time, I'm kissing someone else and doing it in this pool.
I felt his thighs flinch and his hands rest on my head. It's as if he's trying to get me out of this circumstance, but he can't decide since he likes what I do. I almost gagged after sucking him all the way up to my throat. I further delighted him with my tongue, and despite the fact that we are in the pool, I can feel my portion getting wet.
"Ughh..." He grabbed my hair. It appears that he simply accepted the idea that I made him happy in this way. "Why are you doing this to me?"