Unexpected Desires

CHAPTER 8: Intimate Reverie

[N/A: RATED SPG. Please read at your own risk.]

Chapter 8: Intimate Reverie

Mayari Calleope's Point of View

The moment Riley and I stepped into his cozy condo unit, a whirlwind of sensations and emotions engulfed us. It was as if the world outside had ceased to exist, leaving just the two of us in that electric moment. Riley wasted no time; his lips met mine in a fiery kiss that sent shivers down my spine. I questioned whether it was the intoxication from the drinks or an undeniable attraction that propelled me to respond so eagerly.

I knew precisely where this was headed, the path illuminated by desire, yet my mind remained shrouded in uncertainty. Wala akong ideya kung anong mayroon kay Riley at sumang-ayon ako, pero hindi ko rin maitatanggi na parang may humihila sa akin patungo sa kaniya.

"Oh, God, Mayari! You don't know how much I want you," Riley's voice, a sultry whisper, punctuated his kisses as they descended to my neck. My body couldn't suppress a moan as unfamiliar sensations coursed through me.

"Hmm..." What the f**k, Mayari?! Talaga bang bibigay ka sa estrangherong kakakilala mo pa lamang? My inner voice scolded, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own.

"Riley!" A surprised yelp escaped me as he lifted me effortlessly, positioning me to face him. I clung to his neck, my breath hitching.

"What, my lady?" Riley's words dripped with playful charm, and I scowled, momentarily breaking the spell.

"My lady, my ass!" I retorted, though he only stifled a soft chuckle before capturing my lips once more. My eyes closed, surrendering to his kisses and the intoxicating ambiance.

Within the haze of desire, we somehow found ourselves in his bedroom, our lips still locked in a passionate embrace. The softness of his bed met my back, a silent invitation to succumb to the building temptation.

With gentle care, Riley withdrew, his eyes locked onto mine. Desire burned within his gaze, yet something in him held back. Uncertainty filled the air as if a choice hung in the balance.

"You know exactly what will happen tonight, right?" Riley's soft inquiry cut through the thick tension. His fingers brushed my cheek, sweeping away a few stray strands of hair.

Nervously, I nodded, my mind well aware of our trajectory. But why was it so hard to resist? Why couldn't I say no? It was as if my very being conspired against my rational thoughts.

"So, the question is, do you want me to continue?" Riley's tone shifted, his ardor dimming as he sought clarification.

"Why'd you ask?" Confusion colored my response, unsure of the tumultuous thoughts racing within Riley Del Fierte Middleton's enigmatic mind. But one thing remained certain—I was willingly here, and he wasn't forcing me.

"Because I don't want to force you. I don't want to do something you might regret later, Mayari," Riley confessed, genuine concern in his eyes. It was a revelation that momentarily halted my racing thoughts, and I sensed his reluctance to push me further.

But who said I didn't want this? In the first place, I wouldn't have come with him if I didn't want to.

"And who said I didn't want this?" My response seemed to catch Riley off guard, and he blinked in surprise.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Hindi ko talaga alam kung anong mayroon kay Riley Del Fierte Middleton at nagpadala ako sa kaniya. Pero isa lang ang sigurado ako, kusa akong sumama at hindi niya ako pinilit.

"Less talk, more work, Riley Middleton," I playfully tapped his nose, urging him onward.

Saglit siyang natigilan sa sinabi ko at hindi agad nakakilos. Para bang pinoproseso pa ng utak niya ang mga sinabi ko.

Gusto kong matawa sa reaksiyon niya. He's cute!

"You really sure about this?" His concern lingered in the air as he questioned me, raising an eyebrow.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" I responded with a hint of sass, and he shook his head in acquiescence.

"Oh! I'm speechless," he admitted, still chuckling. I rolled my eyes, the tension dissipating.

"Halata nga." Sagot ko. Tumitig siya sa akin at hindi ko mapigilang hindi mapangiti when I saw him genuinely smiling at me.

"Then, I promise I'll be gentle with you," Riley pledged sweetly, and a grin spread across my face.

"As you should, bartender," I teased, and Riley didn't respond with words but sealed the promise with his lips once more.

Riley's kisses began as a gentle dance, slow and cautious, as if savoring each fleeting moment. Yet with each passing second, the flames of passion ignited, turning our union into an inferno.

"Oh!" I gasped when he nibbled on my neck, sending shivers coursing through my body. His hands began their journey of exploration, tracing the contours of my waist, while one hand deftly began the removal of my clothes.

"Oh, God, Mayari. You're a goddess," Riley whispered as he peppered kisses around my neck. I couldn't suppress my moans, especially as his palm brushed over my chest.

Riley paused momentarily to remove the remaining barriers, and as his eyes met my naked form, he seemed genuinely awestruck.

"You're beautiful," he declared, his gaze tracing every curve of my body. My cheeks flushed at the compliment.

"Really, Riley? Andito na ako sa kama mo pero nangbobola ka pa rin." I teased, attempting to mask my embarrassment.

Riley chuckled softly. "Watch your language, lady. And who said I was sweet-talking you?" His amused tone punctuated the banter.

I playfully narrowed my eyes at him. "Oh, just shut up, Riley, and continue your work," I commanded, and Riley laughed softly in response.

"Yes, your majesty," he quipped before we surrendered once more to the fiery passion that enveloped us.

As Riley had promised, he was gentle with me. He moved at a leisurely pace, ensuring every touch, every kiss, was filled with tenderness and care, guaranteeing that I felt no pain.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" Riley asked, adjusting his position.

"And what if it isn't?" I retorted, catching him off guard before he shrugged with a hint of amusement.

"No biggie. Being a woman isn't measured by that. First time or not, every woman should be treated with respect and gentleness," he remarked. His words brought a smile to my lips, reassuring me that I was in capable hands, with a man who held respect and kindness at his core.

"So, all those rumors about the Middleton boys being jerks and assholes are wrong," I teased, my words dancing in the lingering intimacy of the room.

Riley chuckled, shaking his head. "I can say that," he grinned, revealing a side of him that dispelled the misconceptions about his reputation.

"So, are you ready?" Riley inquired, his eyes locked onto mine, a connection deeper than mere physical desire.

"Never been so ready," I replied, and his sweet smile in response melted away any lingering apprehensions.

With a tender kiss upon my forehead, Riley commenced his careful descent into the unknown. I closed my eyes, my heart racing with anticipation. It was my first time, and the fear of pain lurked in the shadows.

"I'm going in, Mayari," Riley warned gently. I nodded, feeling a mix of anxiety and desire intertwining within me.

"Aww..." The involuntary whimper escaped my lips as I felt him slowly penetrate. I clung to the bedsheets as the initial pain welled up, my eyes tearing up from the intensity.

"Do you want me to pull out?" Riley's concern was palpable, and I opened my eyes, shaking my head.

"No. I want you to continue," I whispered breathlessly, determination eclipsing the momentary discomfort. Riley hesitated but honored my wish, and I braced myself as he fully entered me.

"Oh!"

"f**k! You're hot!"

Simultaneously, our voices merged into a harmonious symphony of pleasure as we explored this newfound territory together. Riley was indeed more than I had anticipated, and the intensity of our connection overwhelmed me.

"Are you okay?" Riley asked, brushing away my tears. I nodded, my cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and desire.

"Yeah. Masakit lang because you're big," I admitted, blushing even deeper. Riley laughed at my candidness.

"You're too straightforward," he chuckled, and I simply shrugged.

"I'm going to move now. You ready?" Riley inquired, his gaze locked on mine.

I nodded once more, adjusting to the sensations that had transitioned from pain to an exhilarating pleasure. Riley planted a soft kiss on my forehead before setting a rhythm that sent us both spiraling into ecstasy.

"Oh, God, Riley!" I couldn't help but to let out a soft moan.

"Oh, f**k! This feels so damn good, Mayari!"

The world around us dissolved into a blur of sensation and emotion. The room, despite being chilled by the air conditioner, felt like it was ablaze with the fire of our passion. Each thrust, each gasp, each moan became an indelible part of our shared experience.

"I'm goddamn near, Mayari," Riley whispered, his breath ragged as his pace quickened.

"Y-yeah!" I managed to reply between gasps, my hesitation from earlier giving way to unrestrained desire. The room became a whirlwind of sensations, my body responding to his with a primal hunger.

"I'm here, Mayari!"

"Me too, Riley!"

In unison, our voices rose in crescendo as we reached the zenith of our shared pleasure. Riley collapsed beside me, and I lay gasping for breath.

"That was mind-blowing," Riley whispered, his words echoing the euphoria that enveloped us. I could only nod, attempting to regain my composure.

Riley eventually shifted away from me, pulling me into his embrace. "Take a rest, baby," he murmured, kissing my forehead tenderly. Words eluded me; I was too exhausted to respond. The last thing I remember was his soft "Goodnight, Mayari" before succumbing to a deep, contented slumber.

...

I awoke at five in the morning, the room bathed in the soft glow of dawn. Groggily, I opened my eyes, and the first sight that greeted me was Riley, asleep beside me, his arms enfolding me in warmth and security.

I gazed at him for a moment, a tender smile playing on my lips, before deciding it was time to leave. Bumangon na ako at pagtingin ko sa carpeted floor ng kwarto ni Riley ay nakita kong nagkalat ang mga damit namin kung saan-saan.

Ganoon ba kami ka-wild kagabi? Napailing na lamang ako at dinampot ko na ang mga damit ko. Sinuot ko iyon at inayos ko na rin ang sarili ko.

I'm planning to leave right now habang hindi pa nagigising si Riley. It had been a one-night stand, an ephemeral encounter fueled by alcohol-induced desire. Regrets were absent; it was simply a classic, albeit clichéd, chapter in the story of a life. Ayokong magpakasal sa lalaking hindi ko kilala, and yet I have given myself to a complete total stranger. How cliche right?

Nang maayos ko na ang sarili ko ay muli kong sinulyapan si Riley na mahimbing pa rin na natutulog. Ngumiti ako rito. This was a fleeting encounter, after all, and the odds of our paths crossing again were minimal. Yet I felt no regret, for I had met him, and, most importantly, he had been my first.

"Thanks for the night, Middleton. This is one of the most unforgettable nights of my life," I whispered, bestowing a gentle kiss on his forehead. I offered him one last wistful glance before departing his condo unit.

As I walked away, each step seemed heavier, my heart burdened with an unexpected weight. Memories of his kisses, his touch, his teasing, and, above all, his genuine smiles replayed in my mind. This couldn't be happening, right? I couldn't be growing attached to a stranger from a one-night stand. It would make me vulnerable.

I shook my head, attempting to dispel these uninvited emotions, and stepped into the elevator bound for the lobby.

No, this was just a one-night stand, and I understood that. It had occurred under the influence of alcohol, a chance encounter that might never be repeated. Yet I was content, for I had met him. Most importantly, I'm glad that Riley Del Fierte Middleton was my first.