It's not like we rarely have sex.
We used to do it often but nowadays as we both become busier, we spend most nights just talking and cuddling, or at most make out before we fall asleep. We are not newlywed so it should be common not having that much romance in the air.
However, our restrained passion finally unleashed last night.
It started as a 'romantic' dinner to celebrate our wedding anniversary. I let Darren decide where we spend our weekend and surprisingly he told me to have private dinner together in our room. I know it won't end with just 'dinner'
I'm quietly nervous, calmly excited, and patiently anticipating.
I sat down on the chair with a plate of food served for me. A glass of red wine I took to reduce my nervousness. I ate my dinner a little, feeling anxious from every bite. Feeling too excited to swallow anything. I kinda feel hot, anticipating what comes next after this. What am I, a horny teenager? Why did I suddenly feel like this?
"You don't like the food?" Darren asked me. I look at my almost untouched plate, feeling bad for the food. "Not really hungry," I answered. I've been playing with the mashed potato without scooping it to my mouth while having a light conversation with Darren.
"How's your day?" he started.
"It's the weekend, nothing much I could do," I answered.
"What about the book that you brought before? Is it interesting?" he continued.
Arrrrgh! What the heck with this idle conversation?
I know where this will end up, so why don't we do it sooner? I sighed, feeling determined after having resolved. Okay!
"Caden?" Darren called me warily as I suddenly stayed silent. I look at his eyes, his beautiful golden eyes that I envy so much. I pull his collar, and with our distance closer, I give him a kiss. A deep kiss that he immediately responded back. We kiss for a while, letting our tongue explore each other. I let go first but was still staring at him. "Let's get down to bed," I said bluntly. I know what this 'dinner' was supposed to be. Don't prolong unnecessary stuff and just go straight to the business.
Darren was startled by my words but his face turned amused afterward.
With a smile on his face, he pushed his chair back, then walked towards me. He offered his hand and I took it before I got up. As soon as I leave my chair, his hand pulls my waist, leaving no space between us as he kisses me. His tongue slipped into my welcoming mouth. He licked every corner of my mouth as I returned his kiss at my best.
Darren pushed me back, making me walk backward, before I fell to the bed, separating our lips.
He put his suit off and I started to unbutton my shirt. Before I could take off the third one, his lips were back on mine as he took over on stripping me off. His lips leave my mouth and start moving around. Kissing my cheek, going down to my neck. He buried his face on my neck, giving kisses and left marks on it. His hand finished on unbuttoning my shirt and started caressing my body, playing with the nipples.
I never realized but I might have been sexually frustrated for so long. His little touch had turned me on. I let out soft moans, from the pleasure that I didn't realize was suppressed. While his lips were still around my collar bone, his hand slipped inside my pants.
"You are hard," he stated the obvious, giving me a massage. I feel my face heat up from his embarrassing statement but manage to still look composed. "As hard as yours," I said. In an instant, I rolled him over. Now he was laying on the bed while I'm on top of him. I put my hand on his bare chest to signal him to stay low.
"Let's not do one side serving," I said, staring at his golden eyes, full of lust. His startled look turns into a mischief smile. "As you wish," he said.
I smirk back, leaning closer, I started kissing him.
As he quickened his pace, I tried so hard to keep up with his movement. My arms wrap on his shoulder, hugging him, trying to support my body. My moans field the room from the intense pleasure. He thrust hard, rapidly, but the pain had long changed into pleasure. It felt so good.
"Darr... I can't... hold," I bury my face on his shoulder feeling the urge to come. "Just let go... I'm close," he said in between his breath, close to my ear. I hugged him tighter, trying to hold a little longer, and failed at that, I let my cum out, landing on top of my and his abs.
Before long, I felt Darren release inside me. Feeling so full, the gravity spilled the semen that can't be held inside. He gave me some final thrusts, intentionally cumming deep inside me. After I felt he had stopped, I released my arms from his shoulder, slumped back to the bed, making us apart. I lean sideways, trying to catch some breath.
It's already past midnight, feeling the chilling wind from the through the window's small opening. How long have we been doing it? We finished dinner early and it was already midnight. My body feels so tired and I just want to go to sleep.
"Wait!" I reflexively said when I feel Darren's hand start to spread my leg, "no more," I pledge as he positions himself on my opening. We literally just cum and he's already hard again? I can't keep up with his strength.
"You were better than this," he said.
Well yeah. When this was a routine, my body somehow got used to it. But now... No! Despite my complaint, he kept pushing in, slowly, easily.
"Do you really want me to stop?" He halted halfway, asking me. His voice sounds so much sexier, being mixed with his heavy deep breath. What's wrong with my head?
He's already halfway in and as my body already got used to his length, it only makes me want more! And he dares to ask that now? I'm going insane.
I put my arms around him, making our body closer, pulling him deeper. He smirks, marking that as a green light and immediately slams in. His sudden invasion makes me let out a silent scream, even though he was fully inside me just before. His leftover cums becomes the lubricant that makes him move easily.
This intense pleasure felt so good and I know the night is still long.
I should have stopped when I was given a chance. I'm crazy for letting him continue.
It's when the sun starts peeking from the curtain, that Darren finally let me go. I slumped my body on the bed feeling exhausted from overwork. I was covered in sweat and cums, mostly on my lower half, but didn't give a mind to clean myself. More like I didn't have any energy to move the slightest. However, I'm more amazed and kinda proud of myself as I didn't faint after all that. Am I weird? Whatever! With Darren hugging me from the back, I fall asleep.
This morning, I heard Harry's voice when he informed us about breakfast, but I was still not in the state where I could even lift a finger. I heard Darren answering, didn't quite grasp what he said. He moves out before long and I can feel my body getting wiped. I continue sleeping, skipping breakfast, letting Darren clean me up.
"Do you want more?" Darren offers his plate of dessert. We go back on sitting on our small dinner table, eating lunch that Harry just served.
I shook my head and took more glass of water to hydrate my throat. I feel it's going to turn sour if I don't preserve it.
"You should dress properly," Darren suddenly said. I look at him, with a raised eyebrow, asking what he meant. "Harry was blushing," he said, not in an angry tone, in an amused voice like he found the whole situation funny. I look at him like he just threw a bad joke, annoyed.
He loved what he was seeing right now.
My current appearance is not very appropriate to be seen, but who did he think put me in this state? Him! Yeah, he cleaned me up, but he didn't dress me up, knowing my condition.
I choose not to answer him, silently rolling my eyes.
It's not the first time Harry saw me like this so I just assume he'd grown accustomed, but it seems worse than usual. I feel bad for Harry. Well, my body does feel heavier, sore, and tired. I feel sluggish and I want to go back to bed if my stomach doesn't scream for food.
My head was lifted and Darren's lips landed on mine. Without me knowing, he already stood beside me, giving a deep kiss.
"Can I have another round?" Darren asked casually like it was nothing.
"You literally just took a bath," I answered calmly.
"I can shower again later," he said.
I looked at his eyes and found my reflection on it.
I like having sex with him, even though this body was not designed for his excessive energy. After I experienced the pleasure that I almost forgot. The desire for more.
Ignoring my throbbing back, I spread my arms and he didn't waste any time to pick me up. He carried me on his arm, putting me on the bed, and crawling on top of me. His mouth is pressed to mine while his hand easily strips off my loose nightgown.
I'm sorry body. Let's work harder today.