BLESSY drop herself on the soft bed inside the resort's glass igloos, exhausted. She felt relieved when she laid down her body. She's immediately hide inside the comforter. On the outside, her mouth felt like it had turned to ice. It's also exhausting to yell and play in the snow with Fender outside, as if they're children with nothing to worry about.
"Tired?"
"Yes," she said, a smile on her face when she face Fender who's now laying in her side. She couldn't believe they were engaged, and asked her to marry him. She raised her hand to the air, and her smile widened as she examined the ring she was wearing. "But I just can't get enough of you."
"Really?" Amusement filled his eyes.
"If you want, I'll give this ring back to you," she joke, pretending to remove the ring from her finger, but Fender stopped her with his lips.
"I love you, love. You're all mine." He smiled as he caressed her cheek.
"You kissed me a lot," she said, her cheeks turning red as she stared him. "You always kissed—" Their lips met again, and she couldn't help but respond to his luscious kiss.
His hand gently touch her neck and it's like her body is gonna explode. She wants him! Slowly, his hand fill her two proud breasts and gently squeezed them. She sighed and moaned! Despite the fact that Fender kissed her several times before, this was the first time the kiss they shared lasted. Before, Fender would only give her a smack and then leave her to sleep.
"Blessy..." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were dim as she stared at him.
"F-fender..." she almost gasped. She had no idea why her body had reacted this way now that they were close and a man's hand was on her breast. Squeezing and feeling gently.
"Damn! Please tell me to stop, love." But his hand remained on her breast. He's like controling his self not to claim her that night but she's ready.
She simply smiled and reached his cheek. She has no intention of stopping him. She's prepared for what would happen to them and had no regrets in case they did it. Fender is only man she had ever loved, and despite the fact that she had gone through a lot with him, her love continue to bloom. Her love to him was stronger.
"Shh, it's okay. I'm… I'm ready, love."
Of what she said, Fender crossed their lips. A moaned escape from her throat. Only Fender drives her insane like this, and she will give everything, including her entire being, to the man.
The next sensation she had when Fender took of her pajama. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She was drowning in the sensation he's giving her right now. His mischievous hand, full of trepidation, now moved slowly over her body.
"Blessy, you still have the chance to say no. I can stop this if—"
He wrapped her hand around his neck and quickly stop him from talking. His grip tightened on her waist, causing her to frown slightly in pain, but she persevered. She knew there would be more pain here, so she braced herself.
Fender kissed every nook and cranny of her face and she nearly screamed at the tickle that retaliated against her body as he caressed her hody with a small kiss.
"Fender, that tickles me!"
"Shh... Relax..."
She bit her lower lip again, especially as Fender slowly removed what she was wearing underneath. Only her white undies and a bra remained on her. They both stared at each other as she opened her eyes. Fender stroked her cheek, and hee moved away from her and undressed in front of her for a brief moment. His stunning abs and tattoos resurfaced in her gaze. Fender's physical appearance has changed dramatically, but the more she stared at his ink body, the more her heart chose him. The more he gave her butterflies.
She was surprised when Fender climbed back to bed to her. She's almost speechless, but she didn't say anything. Fender kissed her immediately, and they kissed more deeply. She sensed a raging fire that's difficult to extinguish between on them.
It effortlessly yanked her bra off of her. His eyes were finally drawn to her proud breasts.
"Beautiful!"
Her face flushed. "I'm embarrassed..."
"Don't be, love. Even if you were rags, you're still stunning, love."
"Hmp!"
He grinned and pinch her nose. She stared at him, irritated. "Why don't you think you're the most beautiful woman for me?
She rolled her eyes and covered her exposed breast with her hand, but he immediately restrained it and brought it to her head. Her cheeks warmed up once more.
"Love, look unto me. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. The only woman I cared for and appreciated. I love you and will tell you this over and over."
Slowly, she nodded. She knows Fender love her. "I love you as well..."
"I know…"
Unprepared for what happened next, he plunged his head into her breast and sucked her nipple. She sighed and fiddled with his hair! One of his hands freely massages one of her breast, while another descends towards her abdomen.
"Ahhh!" her entire body twisted. Fender's hand slipped inside her underwear. She couldn't tell whether he's tickling her with his sinful tongue sucking and playing her nipple or with his two hands beginning to feel, squeeze, and play with the private part of her body.
"Umm!" she moaned as Fender caressed her feminine side. Electricity flowed from her hand to her entire muscle. She couldn't put her senses on how she felt with every caress Fender gave her. Everything was new to her, and she's completely innocent on this.
"Love, let me know if you want me to stop, hmm?"
She didn't answer.. Blessy knew only one thing: she loved what he done to her now, and she had no objections.
"Fender ahhh!" she exclaimed as his worldly tongue landed in her stomach. Her grip on his hair became even tighter when he began sucking on her navel and playing with tongue. “Ohhh! Fender, you're making me insane!? Umm!" She didn't know which way to turn her head in response to the tickle she felt.
Her body twisted even more as his tongue slid down to her private parts. She's going insane, and she's enjoying Fender's kissing her feminity.
"Oh, Fender!" she exclaimed loudly.
His sinful tongue and luscious lips kept on worshipping her feminity. She's afraid she would lose consciousness while Fender is eating her. She felt a mixture of tickle and pleasure inside her, but she couldn't put a name to it. She's going crazy again! His tongue is playing with her pearl, and his naughty finger is now penetrating her jewel.
The little pain that rushed into her womanhood made her bit her lips. Fender sensed this, so he stop fingering her. Only his sinful tongue were now adoring her.
"Fender..." she nearly collapsed.
She opened her eyes and met the blazing fire stares of the man who were staring at her. She's completely drenched.
"I'm getting you ready, love..."
She gave a nod. She is not a moron for not understanding what he means. As a result, she prepares for what next happen. Fender took off his pants and walked away from her for a moment. He followed his boxer shorts, staring at her with his manhood she didn't expect in size.
Tremors rushed to her chest, and she couldn't take her gaze away from his pet. If she's not mistaken, that's more than seven.
"Love..."
She raised her head and met Fender's gaze. He's now holding his manhood. She took a swallow, bit by bit, avoiding hwr gaze. Her cheek flushed.
"Don't avert your gaze. Look at me."
She was forced to return her attention to him.
"Are you scared?"
She did not respond. All she knew was that as she stared at his manhood her chest pounding hard. Fender climbed back onto the bed and locked his gaze on her. He kissed her cheek and smelled her hair. The way it smelled on her tickled her, and before she could push Fender away, he grabbed her hand and kissed her.
She overcome the pain when Fender entered at her. Her claw dug into his back, and tears streamed down her cheeks. It hurts!
"Shhh... I'm sorry I hurt you... You know how I can't help myself. Shhh... I'm sorry, love…"
Her eyes welled up with tears. She bit her lower lip hard and resisted the urge to stop him. Fender kissed her tenderly on the lips, and his kiss seemed to help. The pain she's experiencing was relieved, but it wasn't enough for the agony and pain she was experiencing within her womanhood to vanish completely, as if something was being torn.
"F-fender!" her cries became more strident. She couldn't handle his size, and if it insisted, she might pass out. It was not only large, but also long, and it seemed to eat away at her remaining strength.
"Shhh… it's okay love, just a little, love. I'm almost there."
"I love you— but it hurts!"
"I know... I know," he said as he kissed her chin and neck.
She put up with the discomfort. Hopefully, the pain will subside soon, and she will no longer be able to cope. Fender had finally entered her world, and their bodies had finally been united under the Northern Lights. She finally gave up her body to him and devoted her entire being to the man she adored...
AS SHE opened her eyes, Blessy sighed. She rolled her eyes and quickly searched for the man. She sat down when she remembered she was in Baryo ng Felopina, recovering. The dream came back to her. No, not just a simple dream. But their past. Everything from their past.
She wiped the tears from her eyes right away. That was a long time ago, so why bring it up now? All she wanted right now is to serve God and nothing else.
"Are you all right, Sister Blessy?"
She looked at her companion, who had just awoken. Looking at her made her feel sleepy. "Yes, Sister, I'm fine. I'll be there in a second. ”
It simply nodded and returned to sleep. After putting on her slippers, she decided to get out of bed and walk straight to the door. She'd just drink some water, get some fresh air, and pray in the grotto. If necessary, she would beg forgiveness repeatedly.
She entered the grotto, carrying the small lamp. The night was dark and quiet, but she was unafraid. Because the entire area was safe, she knelt in front of the grotto and prayed.
"Am I in your prayers?"
When the man who had repeatedly visited her in her dream appeared next to the grotto, she was taken aback. He's dressed in a black and staring at her intently. She quickly stood up and took a step away from him.
"Blessy," a strong hand restrained her, and she sank into Fender's chest with the force of his pull.
She became overwhelmed as the pain in her wound worsened, but she didn't notice the young man. Blessy could tell Fender was staring at her from the moonlight. His gaze was drawn to her, and she was drowning in his eyes. She averted her gaze quickly and pushed the man with one hand.
"W-what exactly are you doing here?"
"Does that question still exist, Blessy?"
She bit her lower lip. What is she supposed to say in this situation? She already assumed that Fender would not follow her, but she was mistaken. She underestimated Fender's abilities when it came to her.
"Can you please let me go?"
It mumbled and grinned. "Will I allow you?"
She quickly nodded. Her grip on the rosary she was carrying became more firm. Even she doubted the word he would give her because she knew it was unlikely.
"Do you think I won't be able to find you?"
She took a step backwards, as Fender had said. She can't stay in the grotto for long. She can't stay out for long with who she's with, and who knows where the man will take them.
"I-I'll be right back—"
"No."
“Mr. Hears—" She was about to say something when the young man covered her lips with his lips. It did not allow her to speak. Fender wrapped his arms around her and quickly grabbed her breast. It simply let her out when she needed to take a breath of fresh air.
"Now, Blessy, will you fucking tell me everything?"
She slapped him in the face. It has no right to show up anywhere and kiss her if it so desires. Fender no longer owns her, and something is preventing her from telling the story of the previous two of them. The truth is that Fender cannot do what he desires.
"If you don't tell me what we are, I'll take you here where we are and you can stop me."
She frowned and glared angrily at what Fender said "Are you trying to frighten me? If you do that to me, I'll yell that you're raping me."
He laughed and touched his lips in response to what she said. "You give me yet another reason to claim you right here."
She abruptly turned pale. The first thought that came to mind was to run inside the church and ask for assistance, but Fender quickly pulled her waist and drew her in closer. He kissed her passionately and didn't seem to want to let go of her lips.
She struggled to break free from his tense embrace with her. Her eyes began to water as a result of the way he kissed her. She wanted to be free of Fender's iron grip, but he didn't appear to have any plans to do so.
“F-fender! Just let me go, please! ”
He simply smiled and stroked her cheek. "It's too late, love."