Surrender Your Sensations

“Rupert!” I gaped at him. “I swear you should really stop seeing me as a food you eat.”

He just laughed at me because of my scandalous reaction. He even teased me by pressing his hard groin on my behind.

“Now that we have a deal, let’s start cooking. You have to eat real food,” I felt his hot breath just beneath my earlobe, “so that I can eat you too.”

“Come on, Rupert!” I could feel how flustered my face was while feeling how the sensitive flesh in between my legs started to get wet by his playful green jokes.

In the end, we ended up flirting with each other while cooking. There were times that he would seriously give me instructions on what to do while most of the time, he would playfully kiss or touch me while concentrating on what he was teaching me. I was not really sure how he managed to do that.

“Rupert! Oh gosh, your hand!” I scolded him while I was stirring the adobo sauce I was cooking. I glared at him as I felt his hands massaging one of my breasts on top of my shirt. He was standing behind me while watching everything I would do.

“Let me kiss you, sweetie!” He teased me when I went to the rice cooker to check the rice.

“Rupert!” I gasped when he suddenly turned me around to give me a deep french kiss. “The rice!”

“This is really soft, sweetie.”

“Stop touching my ass!” I swatted his chest with the ladle that I was holding and he just laughed out loud.

“What can I do ?! You’re sexy as hell,” he said, grinning at me before wrapping his arms around my waist. He leaned his chin on my shoulder as I felt him rub the big birdie on my back again. “Hmnnn… You look even hotter when you cook.”

“I swear, if my cooking tastes bad, it’s your fault,” I threatened him and he just laughed even more.

All in all, we finished cooking after a series of scolding and flirting. Rupert taught me how to chop and saute. I also learned how to cook and somewhat learned how to properly make an edible adobo. It’s just that I couldn’t concentrate completely because the man with the big birdie didn’t stop flirting with me while I was trying to cook.

“So how was it?” I looked at him with so much anticipation after he tasted the dish I cooked.

“You taste better,” he said before reaching for my hand across the table.

I rolled my eyes.

“Hmn… I want you more than this,” he added. His eyes darkened with desire before tapping his lap, signaling me to sit on it.

I bit my bottom lip before I followed his wishes. I straddled his lap, facing him while both of my legs were parted on his sides. “So, it’s not delicious?” I inquired, feeling a bit disappointed that my efforts did not pay off.

“Did I say that? I just said you’re tastier.” He kissed my shoulder before meeting my gaze. “What I mean is, your cooking is delicious but I crave for you, more.”

I took a sharp breath when he cupped the sensitive flesh in between my legs. “Rupert… Can I eat first, please?”

“Of course, sweetie. You need energy because I’m already obsessed with you.”

I laughed. He kissed me deeply afterwards. Thenn, he fed me. Of course he looks like a fool so I refused but he insisted.

“This is the last, sweetie. Say ahhhh.”

“You’re really ridiculous sometimes, Rupert.” I took the last spoonful of food he hovered to my mouth.

He was like feeding a month-old baby. He clapped his hands while looking proudly at me. He even showed me the empty plate. “Yey! You’re so great, sweetie. You finished your food. Like I said, your cooking tasted good for a first-time cook,” he said, before giving me a glass of water.

I rolled my eyes at him because he was obviously making fun of me. “Another baby talk to me and I swear I won’t let you have a taste of me.”

He immediately lost his grin and then like a gentle sheep hugged my waist. “I was just teasing you, Sweetie. Don’t be like that. Just give me one round?”

My eyes narrowed. “Just one, huh?”

“Are you joking? When did I get satisfied with one round? You know I always like to have you, again and again.” Then I felt his hand enter my dress.

“W-Wait, Rupert… Ahhh…” His free hand kneaded my breasts while his mouth rained little kisses on my neck. “Wait … What … Hmnnn … R-Rupert, take it easy.”

“Hmnnn … I’m so hungry for you, sweetie. I’m afraid I can’t?” Then he raised his head, meeting my gaze.

I was speechless with the hunger and lust in his eyes.

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His face inched closer and a few seconds later, his mouth claimed mine for a deep and open-mouthed kiss. His tongue invaded the insides and I submitted to his domination. I tugged on his hair as I started grinding on top of his lap. My core started getting wet, aching for his touch.

But we both stopped when a phone rang. I would have ignored it but I immediately pulled away when I recognized the ringtone. It was my alarm… For my medicine.

“W-Wait… Ahhhh Rupert … Wait.” I was trying to push his head but he was so dominating. His lips kept on kissing my neck and his hand became more aggressive. “My phone… Rupert …”

He lifted my dress and exposed my erect nipples to him. He started sucking the left one while his left hand pinched the other.

He was moaning while sucking my breast like a hungry baby. I clung to his hair and pressed my chest harder against his needy mouth.

“Ohhh Rupert … Gosh!”

I was grinding on his lap while he was sucking on my breasts. But I also woke up from the great pleasure when the alarm went off and it was replaced by my call ringtone.

“Wait … Rupert …”

“Don’t mind it, Meredith. I want you.”

“Nope. I can’t,” I gasped as I cupped his cheeks. “This is important. That’s Bailey.” Then I left his lap and picked up my phone on the counter.

I answered the call and as expected, Bailey called to remind me to drink my meds. After the call, I hurried to the living room to get my bag. I took my meds then went back to the kitchen.

“What’s that?” Rupert asked, getting up from his seat. He immediately hugged my waist from behind and then glanced at the three bottles of medicine that I regularly take.

“Meds,” I replied shortly to him. I took all the medicines at the same time before I chugged it down with a glass of water.

“So, these meds are your maintenance?”

“Yup. You know, my immune system was compromised after fighting cancer. My body’s recovery was slow so I was given meds and some supplements to help me recover.” I looked at him and then smiled. “I’ve been sick since I was a child so even though I don’t have cancer cells in my body, the other levels in my vitals are still not okay. I need to drink these everyday to help my body.”

He suddenly looked serious. I chuckled while looking at him over my shoulder. “Stop with your grim expression. I don’t have cancer anymore, if you’re thinking that I am lying to you. I was declared free from cancer cells and its symptoms after my treatment. But I told you, I still need to be in this condition for five years before I can have a declaration of complete remission.”

He sighed before trying to smile. I was surprised when he turned me around to face him. He then suddenly lifted me up. I clung so tightly to his neck as my legs wrapped around his waist. “W-Wait? Rupert?”

He carried me, walking to the living room of his unit. “It’s your executive check-up this week, isn’t it? I’ll come with you?” he asked. He sat on the sofa that was there while I sat on his lap.

I grinned at him. “Will you taste me here?” I teased him, to divert the topic and of course to continue where we left off.

I thought I was going to succeed in changing the topic but suddenly Rupert lay down on the sofa and made me lie, flatly on my stomach, on top of him. I looked at him, surprised.

He kissed my forehead and then his hand combed my hair- he had already removed my ponytail. “Is there any complication in your condition that I should know? You know, undergoing treatment to fight cancer can damage the patient’s immunity and body. ”

“Why are you suddenly asking me that?”

“J-Just answer me, Meredith. I was suddenly nervous when I saw you taking medicine.” I could see the concern in his eyes. His arms around me tightened its hold and I could feel his unsteady heartbeat since I was on top of him.

“There were no complications from my treatment. I am okay. The doctor said because my cancer is not in the late stage and I am still young, so I just finished the fight quickly,” I assured him.

He seemed not convinced though. But he did not force it. He just sighed before hugging me tightly.

Suddenly, I felt my heart beat faster again.

Rupert was really blurring the lines here.

“Why me, Rupert?” I finally asked after a few minutes of silence between us. We have lost the flirting atmosphere. I could feel he’s still bothered.

“What do you mean?”

“Why did you want to drag a simple one-night-stand to this?”

“Like I said, I am dreaming to do a lot of things to your body.”

I lifted my face to meet his gaze. “I see.”

“I don’t follow you, Meredith.”

I smiled at him before sitting up on his stomach. I removed my shirt and now naked on top of him. “Stop blurring the lines, Rupert. Let’s stick to this.” I started rocking on top of his hard groin.

He groaned while watching me. “Meredith …”

“Let’s stick to this- sex and pleasure. Stop confusing me.”