It's not a game...you're not a game - not to me....

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A knock on the door but neither of us seemed to be energetic enough to get up and opened it.

A few minutes later, Carlos phone then rang and he tiredly answered it. His eyes still closed. I wouldnt blame him after last night. Three rounds. I was tired too.

I pulled up the blanket he got us to warm up myself even more. The floor of Carlos office was not a cozy place to wake up in ... or imagined myself to be in. I could get used to this cozy situation. My eyes went back to sleep whilst my ears are still awake with my brain.

Yeah I heard him answered.

At this time? he nonchalantly asked . I didn't even know what time it was.

I opened my eyes a little just to get a glimpse of him.

Okay, Ill be out in a sec Mon, he lazily dropped the phone and tried to breath in the energy to get up and when he did, I went back to sleep. I should be wondering but I didnt. I cared more about my rest.

I didn't know how long that nap was but after a short while, I was conscious again when I heard the door slammed, sensing Carlos steps and when he lay back down next to me, I didnt bother to open an eye but tightened the blanket around me.

There was a long pause of silence and you would think it to be awkward? Somehow, it didn't maybe because we were both exhausted. I assumed he went back to sleep as well. But after minutes of pure silence and warmth, I felt Carlos leaning his face, letting it slightly brushed against mine, whispering in my ear it's not a game.

I froze. I – froze. I didn't even want to open my eyes. "You're not a game Fhallon," he continued. "Not to me", he said as he rested his lips on the side of my face.

All mixed emotions riled inside me but I did my to remain calm. I pulled the sheet even tighter, a smile light up my face whilst eyes were still closed. "Good," I whispered and my face turned to greet his, with a kiss so passionately that I thought I just might burst into flames. I positioned myself over him, pulling the blanket over the both of us. "You know, after last night, it's clear to me you're not good at playing games," I teased him, my lips still brushing lightly against his lips.

I felt his arms around my waist. "You knew what you were doing." I grinned at the thought of what I was doing to him last night for him to cave and took all of me on that desk.

"Hmmm," I murmurmed under my breath.

"Now - I gotta build up the energy - to get up," I opened my eyes for a moment, to plant kisses on his dimples.

"I can help with that," as I was still kissing him, I made my way down his neck, across his chest, down to his waistband. I looked up to him, palm on his forehead, biting his lip ... his unbuttoned shirt .... I gently pressed my lips on his swelling length undeneath the pants before pulling down his zippers. I heard him moaned a little as I grazed my lips lightly over his underwear. I was also enjoying how his body tensed up to respond what I was doing. I pulled down that piece of clothing, and I found myself thrilled by how hard he was just from the pre touches. I took his length in my mouth and reaching up to his chest.

"Oh - fuck," I swirled my tongue around the tip and I let in him deeper, sucking him hard as he tried to hold his back his moans.

"Just - like that baby," he uttered.

I took more of him into my mouth with each thrust, and allowing my tongue to do its work. I glanced to see his eyes closed in pleasure, I could the veins on his face, his neck, his hands, his body instinctively reacting to my every touch. I continued to languidly licked and sucked at him, my right hand trailing gently up and down his hard chest while my left is helping with the work my mouth was doing and cupping his sensitive parts.

"Ohhhhh shi ---" he bites back a harsh moan.

I slid my mouth up and down gently, and ensure my tongue ran over every inch. "Don't - stop," his breathing started to pick up. His hand finally find the back of my head, and I moved with him a bit faster. Finally he didn't hold back his moans and groans as he hurtled towards the edge, and off th cliff, and riding on the waves of euphoria.

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