Pretzhel's moans filled the room. She's in all fours at the middle of the bed while Clifford was behind her, ramming his thick manhood in her body.
Pretzhel purred.
Clifford had been loving her for a couple of minutes now. He earlier kissed her all over, feasted on her molten core before he entered her. He started owning her body as she lay on her back, on her side, and now on all fours.
"Look at the positive side, sweetheart. I don't think you can endure my love makings if you're already pregnant," Cliff murmured in between his wild thrust.
Pretzhel moaned her agreement. With the rate they were making love every week, Pretzhel can't keep up if she really was pregnant. They were literally making love until they both dropped from exhaustion. Yet they would go at it again as soon as they gathered enough strength.
That was the reason why they mainly stayed at his condo in Anvaya during the weekend - so they can make love to their hearts content.
Anytime. Anywhere.
Their weekly separation only added to the spice of their love makings. It always kept them excited, always wanting for more. No parts of his condo was spared from their love makings. Even the kitchen counter and the dining table had been the venue of their relentless loving.
"Ohhh! Cliff, sweetheart, I want more," Pret demanded as she countered his movement. If there's one thing she really, really love about making their baby, this is it - Clifford claiming her body in all ways possible.
Clifford reached down and pulled her up. They were now both kneeling on the bed while he is still buried deep inside her body. Clifford embraced her thightly, his palms kneading her breasts.
"And I'll give you more, sweetheart." He kissed the side of her neck and murmured, "But promise me you'll trust His timing, sweetheart. Stop worrying. It worries me, too. I'm sure He's just waiting for the perfect time. He'll grant our prayers when the right time comes."
"Okay," Pretzhel breathlessly moaned. Her body was enslaved by extreme ecstasy, yet she still somehow felt the peace that settled in her heart. The confidence in his voice made her anxiousness disappear. The anxiety she felt for a couple of months now seemed so far away.
They will have their baby when the right time comes. Pretzhel believed it now with all her heart.
"And next time, tell me if something is bothering you. We're in this together, sweetheart," Clifford added in between his wet kisses on her neck. He tugged her nipples as he thrust nice and slow.
Pretzhel now knew that telling Clifford what's worrying her was the best action she must always do. Besides, time and time again, her fiancé always showed her, assured her, that he got her back. That he won't let her down. He's making true of his promise to her family that he will take care of her the same way her family did.
"Roger that, sweetheart," Pret rotated her hips as she go down on him.
"Fuck! That feels so damn amazing. Isn't it, sweetheart?" he asked as his upward onslaught started to gain momentum.
"Uh-hum," she gyrated her hips as he shoved his cock between her sensitive folds.
"Shit! That felt so amazing, sweetheart," Clifford hoarsely uttered. His hands held her hips tightly, forcefully pulling her to him with every deliberate thrust he made.
Pretzhel's body sagged as she felt the tightening of her core. Clifford was quick to catch her. He let their bodies tumbled in bed while his dick was still deeply embedded on hers. Then Clifford resumed his backside onslaught as soon as her body hit the bed.
He adjusted her lower body before he delved fast and deep. Clifford already mastered her body. He know just how to make her submit to him. He knew all her pleasure points, how deep and how fast for her to reach orgasm. That's why he was able to prolong their love makings and make her come multiple times before he release his seed in her body.
With the angle he is delving now, Pretzhel is certain Clifford wanted her to come. He must have sensed she had no more energy left in her body. Clifford lifted her hips off the bed. He adjusted her body a little more so his thrusts gave her optimum pleasure.
Pret writhed and moaned with his every plunge.
"Oh, gosh, sweetheart," Pretzhel clutched the pillow tightly as her walls started to quiver.
"Give in, sweetheart. Give it to me," Clifford cajoled her. His hand reached down and played with her clit as he hit her G-spot.
And that was her limit.
Pretzhel buried her face on the pillow as she shouted her release. And the ecstasy she's experiencing was prolonged as Clifford's delved deeply and wildly while trying to catch up to her. Clifford groaned as Pretzhel felt him flood her body with his sperm.
*******
Pretzhel moaned and stretched. Pero kahit hindi pa siya nagmumulat ng mga mata ay may ngiti na kaagad na gumuhit sa mga labi niya.
Ilang linggo na siyang gumigising na mabigat ang dibdib at masarap na magising na ganito kagaan ang pakiramdam.
Stress-free. Care-free. Like her usual, jolly self.
"Good morning, sweetheart," ani Clifford kasunod ng pagdampi ng labi nito sa kanya.
Umikot ang braso niya sa leeg nito, saka siya nagmulat ng mga mata. "Good morning, sweetheart."
Ngumiti si Clifford nang makita ang reaksyon sa mukha niya. "Ready to start the day? Inaantay na nila tayo, sweetheart."
Tumango siya. "Anong oras na ba?" tanong niya kasabay ng paglinga sa orasan sa dingding. At napasinghap siya nang makitang alas otso kwarenta y singko na! "Bakit hindi mo ako ginising?"
"Gigisingin na nga sana kita kaya ako pumasok."
"Dapat kanina pa, sweetheart," aniya saka biglang tumayo. Para lang biglang mapaupo, kumapit siya kay Clifford na kaagad din siyang naalalayan, "Woah! Head rush!"
"Slow down some. Mahihilo ka talaga niyan kasi bigla kang bumangon."
"Of course, bigla talaga akong babangon! Tanghali na, sweetheart!" aniya habang inaantay na mawala ang hilong naramdaman dahil sa biglang pagkilos.
"Wala namang dahilan para magmadali tayo. Alas diyes pa ang dating ng pari."
"Oo nga. Pero syempre, magse-set-up pa sina Ruth sa bahay," nagpapanic na wika niya. "We only got over an hour to set everything up!" aniya, ni hindi na isinuot ang roba at lumakad na papunta sa bathroom.
"Hey! Hey! I said slow down! Baka naman sa banyo ka madulas dahil sa pagmagmadali mo," paalala ni Clifford habang nakaalalay pa rin sa kanya. "And stop worrying, okay. Naka set-up na doon." Inilabas ni Clifford ang cellphone at may ipinakitang video sa kanya. Video na inaayos ang set up sa bahay. Pagkatapos noon ay picture na maayos na ang lahat. Even the catering set-up was done.
"Nang tumawag si Ruth ay sumaglit ako doon kanina para buksan ang bahay. Bago ako umalis ay dumating na rin sina Mama Nellie at Papa Ron. Pati sina Lolo at Lola, and my parents, of course. Katatawag ko lang doon at nag-umpisa na ring dumating ang mga bisita natin. Naroon na raw sina Abby. But don't worry. Kahit wala tayo roon, everything is being take cared of. You know how capable Ruth is. So, just relax, sweetheart."
"Kahit na! Tayo ang dapat nauna roon dahil tayo ang may okasyon." Tumalikod siya, dumiterso na sa loob ng bathroom at tumapat sa ilalim ng shower.
"Nauunawaan nila, sweetheart. Kausap ko ang mga magulang natin kanina at nasabi ko na sa kanila na alas nuwebe tayo darating doon." Clifford voice drowned the shower noise. "I told them I need to let you sleep a little longer. You needed to rest because one, I drained your energy. And two, you were not feeling well. But nothing to be worried as you were just anxious about our upcoming wedding."
Bigla siyang napabaling sa fiancé. Pinatay niya ang shower. Nanlalaki ang mga matang tumitig siya sa fiancé. "Did you really tell our parents, as in both our parents, that?"
At lalong nanlaki ang mga mata ni Pretzhel nang makitang wala nang kahit anong suot na damit si Clifford.
Cliff grinned and winked at her. "Not exactly those words, but I implied."
Laglag ang panga niya. "Sales!"
Nagkibit balikat ito habang naglalakad palapit sa kanya. "Few more weeks and that would be your surname, too, sweetheart."
"Clifford! Not now! We will be late!" tanggi niya nang pumasok ito sa shower area.
"Late for what?" Umikot ang kamay nito sa bewang niya. "Tayo ang may okasyon. Aantayin nila tayo bago magsimula," bulong nito. At nang tumulang lumapat ang katawan niya sa fiancé ay nalimot na ni Pretzhel ang ano mang pagtutol na nasa isip.
*******
Nang makita ni Pretzhel na pumasok sa loob ng bahay si Clifford ay nag-excuse siya sa grupo nila nina Abby, kasama ang iba pang pinsan ni Clifford. Kaagad siyang sumunod sa loob. Inabutan niya ang fiancé sa tapat ng nabukas na fridge, kumukuha ng beer.
Yumapos sila kay Clifford mula sa likod saka nagsalita, "Ipapaalala ko lang na may pasok ka pa bukas, sweetheart."
Tapos na ang house blessing nila. Ang mga bisita nila ang nagkakasiyahan na sa outdoor living area sa ikalawang palapag ng bahay. Ang mga batang kasama ng mga bisita nila ay naglulunoy na sa swimming pool. But the adults were busy with food, beer and booze.
Umikot si Clifford paharap sa kanya. Umikot din ang braso nito sa katawan niya. "I know my limit, sweetheart. Magtitira ako ng pang-drive pa-Camp Tecson bukas," ngumiti ito bago inilapit ang labi sa tenga niya. "Pati na ang energy na pang-make love ko sa iyo mamaya. Hindi ko sasayangin ang first night natin sa bahay natin, sweetheart."
Sweet shivers filled her body. Nakagat niya ang labi. At ang fiancé niya ay waring nananadya! Magaan nitong kinagat ang tenga niya, saka pinaglandas ang labi sa pisngi niya, hanggang sa may labi. He kissed her lightly before he let her lips go.
Her body was instantly engulfed in flames. And Clifford easily read that. He winked at her and murmured, "Everybody's busy. Saglit tayo sa master's?"
Pinandilatan niya si Clifford. "You had me several times in the condo just today, sweetheart! Alas nuwebe ang sabi mo sa parents natin na dating natin dito, yet we arrived here nine thirty na dahil din sa love makings natin."
"So? Hindi naman tayo late. At sa condo iyon. Iba dito," muling bulong nito. "Come on, sweetheart. I'd been wanting to peel that dress off your body. At sa tuwing mapapalingon at matititigan kita, ganito ang nangyayari sa akin."
Iginitgit nito ang kahandaan sa pagitan ng mga hita niya.
"Dear, lord! Hanggang ngayon ay may sandaling hindi ako kaagad makatayo! My energy is not yet on a hundred percent, yet you want to drain me again?"
Clifford's eyes twinkled with excitement. Lalo siyang hinapit ng fiancé. Umikot ito para ang likod nito ang kita sa labas, saka nito isinubsob ang mukha sa tapat ng kanyang dibdib.
"Fuck! Hindi mo ako masisisi kung gusto kitang makuha na naman, sweetheart. You're a feast of your own. Add this killer dress! Fucking shit! Your boobs looked a lot bigger that the usual, sweetheart."
Clifford brazenly sucked the exposed valley of her chest as he kneaded the swell of her breasts.
"Clifford! Stop it!" aniya na pilit pinakasalan ang sarili sa yakap nito. Pretzhel is wearing a blue-green maxi dress with deep V-neckline and white floral design.
"We can make it in more or less five minutes, sweetheart. We didn't even have to undress. Tara na," anito na hiningit siya sa direksyon ng hagdan.
"No! Ang dami-dami pang bisita! For sure mapapansin nila kapag bigla tayong nawala!"
Clifford groaned. Hinapit siyang muli. He looked at her, pleading. "Please, sweetheart."
"No! At kung alam ko lang na dito napupunta ang usapan natin ay hindi na kita nilapitan. And no matter how adorable you were, the answer remains. No."
Tututol sana si Clifford kaya mabilis niya itong hinalikan sa labi. "Later na lang."
Clifford groaned but conceded. "Okay. Later, ha," pagpayag nito. Pero bago siya binitawan ni Clifford ay hinalikan muna siya. Halik na muntik nang magpalimot sa kanya. At bago ito umalis sa kusina ay talagang pinisil pa nito ang puwitan niya.
She swatted his hand and looked at him heatedly. But her fiancé just winked at her before he left. Napailing siya saka humakbang papunta sa banyo. Nang malapit na doon ay saka siya nakaramdam ng pagkahilo.
Unti-unting dumidilim ang paningin niya!
Itinaas ni Pretzhel ang kamay para humanap ng pwedeng kapitan.
"Are you okay, hija?" anang boses na nagsalita sa tagiliran niya, kasabay ng pag-alalay nito sa kanya. Hawak ang bewang niya ay inalalayan siya nito hanggang makarating sila sa sala. Inalalayan siya nito hanggang sa makaupo siya sa sofa. "Muntik ka nang matumba kung hindi ako dumating."
Huminga ng malalim si Pretzhel. Ipinikit niya ang mata saka sunod-sunod na huminga gamit ang bibig. Nang lumipas ang nararamdaman ay saka siya tumingin sa tumulong sa kanya. "Salamat po."
Tumango si Leticia, tinitigan siya. "Nasabi sa amin ni Clifford na masama ang pakiramdam mo kaninang umaga. Ano eksakto ang nararamdaman mo, hija?"
"Hindi naman po talaga masama ang pakiramdam ko kanina. Tinanghali lang po ako ng gising," pag-amin ni Pretzhel habang nag-iinit ang magkabilang pisngi. May ideya naman kasi siya kung bakit gano'n ang tanong nito. At ayaw niyang bigyan ng false information ang future mother-in-law. "Wala naman po akong kakaibang naramdaman kaninang umaga."
"Pero nahilo ka kani-kanila lang, tama?"
"Iyon po ang unang beses na nahilo ako."
Tumango si Leticia, pero muling nagtanong, "Kailan ka huling nagkaroon ng buwanang dalaw, hija?"