He's More Than Just A Lover

“Get up, my brothers are going to arrive any minute.” I pushed Ford away from me while my eyes are still closed. Our naked bodies are still intertwined under the messy comforter and sheets of my bed. I liked the comfort and warmth his body brings but he needs to go.

“Hmm.” He just groaned and pulled me closer to him. My back slammed into his cold body and I squirmed because of the contact.

“Ford!” I warned him.

“Five more minutes,” His voice is still groggy.

“No. You can’t stay any longer. Please, go.” I tried to move away from his arms but he was holding me a bit tight.

I pushed him again but to no avail.

“Ford, I swear-“

“Fine, fine.” He cut me off with his lazy voice. “I’ll get up.” And then he gave me a quick kiss on my shoulder before he got up. I opened my eyes and saw his naked body as he stretched in front of me.

“Another round before I go?” He was grinning naughtily.

I rolled my eyeballs at him. “Go home,” I answered instead.

I am still sore, for good. But that’s why he’s here. He’s supposed to warm my bed when it feels too cold for me.

I heard him chuckled. He picked up his clothes that’s literally almost everywhere. He looked like a mess, but a beautiful one. His polo is tangled, his buckles aren’t even perfectly secured, and then his hair looked like it just came from a hurricane.

His scent stayed on my bed. I am actually enjoying his smell while staring at him fix himself up in front of my vanity. When he’s all done, he walked towards me.

“When are you leaving?” He sat next to me at the side of my bed while he’s wearing his socks and his shoes.

“Probably the next morning. I’ll be with my brothers.” I answered before I yawned.

“Even Habagat? I thought he’d be managing the business here?”

I shake my head. “He will. He’ll come back next week.”

He nods. “I’ll see you there in four days, then.”

“Oh. Wow. Do we have a schedule now?” I raised my eyebrow at him. I was holding the comforter to cover my nakedness.

“Why not? Let’s christen my new flat,” He winked at me.

“I’ll think about it,” I answered with a playful tone.

He turned to me and pinched my cheeks. “I’m going to make you an offer you can’t refuse.”

I sighed. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I might have a schedule.”

“Photoshoot? Meeting?” His eyebrows met. He’s already wearing his shoes but he’s still not standing up.

“I’m still not sure. All I know is it’s possible that I have a schedule on that date,”

“Hmm. Excuses.” He narrowed his eyes on me.

I groaned. “Just go, Roswell. Sawa na ako sa mukha mo.” I rolled over and turned my back on him.

I felt the bed move when he got closer. He got an ample amount of my hair and softly yanked my head to turn into him.

“I swear you’ll miss the feeling of my big cock inside your sweet mouth and tight pussy.” He said with a smirk on his face. “And when you do, you know what to dial in your phone.”

I felt the hot familiar feeling pooled on my stomach. He really knows just what to say and does to turn me on. My throat became dry all of a sudden, aching.

“See you.” He gave me a quick peck on my cheek then he’s gone.

My core’s kind of still sore from a few rounds with him all night. We did not see each other for more than two weeks because of our respective schedules. Not that we keep track of each other’s whereabouts but we learned that we’re both in Isabela at the same time, so he didn’t waste time to come here and be with me.

The trip from their place in Cauayan to our place takes an hour and he doesn’t mind at all. Of course he wouldn’t mind! He knew what he’s getting.

He gave me my first orgasm on the kitchen counter. Our helpers don’t stay in, so from seven o’clock onwards, the house was deserted and he fucked me like it will be our last.

Ashford Roswell is the best lover that I ever had. Not that I had a lot. I had a few, and they did not satisfy me as Ashford does. Never mind the fact that he’s actually the one who took my virginity.

And our past is the only thing from the past I don’t want to go back to. Ever.