XIX (Part IV)

He sounds so sincere and I can see through his eyes that he has been so earnest. I can feel that what he says is true. And before I knew it... I am here, eyes closed, and am kissing him in this fucked world.

His kisses, as before, are so slow and gentle. It feels like he is taking his time and is just enjoying the moment he is sharing with me. I can't help but smile as he teases my lips with his. Biting, sucking, and devouring me with unspoken promises that I wish he will fulfill. His right hand is caressing my left cheek. He pulls me closer I gasp for air when feel his left hand on my back, rubbing me softly. I put my arms around his neck as I can feel the arousal rise within me. He pulls away to look at me and his stare leaves me wanting for...

"more..." I find myself breathing unconsciously. Completely enchanted by what he is doing to me.

I know that this is not the right time to be thinking like this especially when we are trying to do our escape, but I can't help it. Just like when he acts surprised like this one, and then he starts giggling like a little boy, and then when he slowly shakes his head and goes back to look at me with this familiar warmth in his eyes.

"Oh, Amy, what do I do with you?"

"Find me, okay? Harris, find me in reality. I will be waiting for you," I say before I pull his face to me and kiss him again. This time, wanting and I am laying myself bare in front of him.

This time, desire fills the room as I arch my back when I feel his kisses run down to my neck and his hands roam around my body, feeling my skin beneath my shirt. He positions himself in front of me as my legs immediately intertwine themselves so I can hold on to him. He feels hot and I am trembling beneath him. I hold on to the hem of his shirt as I hear myself let out a soft moan when his mouth plants small kisses on my collar bone and he runs his hands on my back down to my waist. He surprises me when he starts to carry me and change our positions. I giggle in this action as he goes back to my lips and I feel him smile. His back is now leaning on the metal table while I am carried up in the air. I know that he is strong.

I pull away from kissing him. He can't stop the confusion from his face as I give him a smirk as I reach out to the hem of my shirt and pull it up, undressing in front of him.

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I lay on top of him still shaking as I finish. My heart is beating so fast and it feels like I am blocking out all the noise from the dripping sink and only hear our heartbeats that are now beating as one. I can still feel him throbbing inside me- filling me with his warmth as I still cannot utter a word but only moan in delight as he caresses my hair while we try to catch our breath together.

We stay like that for a while until we can both calm our nerves down when I know I can finally sustain myself to stand. I flinch when he pulled himself off me and I look up to watch his reaction. He's just smiling now as he hugs me tighter and cradles me like a child on the top of his bare chest. I can feel my head get sleepy until I hear him say, "Amy, I know that you like this position but..." he pauses, " I can see from the door window that it is getting brighter outside and we still need to go. We can do a lot of this once we are in reality, you know?" I feel him tease.

I immediately sit up straight and smack him on the chest as he starts laughing. "You ruined the moment," I say and I can feel him harden again beneath me as he stops laughing.

"Don't you want another round?" I hear him say.

"Crazy," I say and go down to pick up my clothes. I notice that the floor is now wet because of the water from the sink and it got some parts of my clothes quite wet, too. I wear my half-soaked shirt because I don't want to walk around naked anymore and as I reach out to pick both my underwear and pants on the floor, I can feel Harris softly touch my bare butt behind me, teasing, and daintily running his fingers near my clit.

"Are you sure?" I hear him say in his deep and seducing tone. "At least, just a quickie, Amy."

My body immediately gets hot when it remembers how good he feels so I reply hesitantly, "Okay then," and quickly I feel him insert himself inside me on my back which I know I won't regret. I reach out my the kitchen table on my left to find support as he starts to thrust himself in and out of me, hitting my pleasure point. My hips welcome his presence. I feel my muscles tighten as I glide with him and savor his feeling.

"Damn," I moan as he fastens the pace. I feel him hug me from behind as his right-hand reaches out to my clit as he rubs it while planting kisses sucking the skin on my neck.

Before I know it, I come again, and subsequently, he does, too. Again, inside me. I flinch after he removes himself from me and smacks my butt softly. I lose all the strength down on my legs and end up sitting on the partially wet floor. I look at Harris who is confidently moving around the kitchen naked as he looks for a pan and oil. He then sets up[ the stovetop so that when the oil gets hot enough it can immediately catch the fire.

Good thing, I won't get pregnant here. I remember the rules in this world. It's the only perk of being here, we can do anything and not bring any unwanted responsibilities in the reality. Now, I kind of regret it. I touch my belly. But I wouldn't mind having a child with him.

I see Harris enter another door near the sink and I figure that that is another storage room. He leaves the door open and I figure that it must be where the reserve gas tanks are located. He opens them up one by one. He also picks up a pail and brings them to me who is still sitting squat on the floor. He reaches down to me with a grin on his face and I blush in front of this still naked man. He didn't say anything. He just helps me up, make me sit at the top of the steel table where we made love earlier, and helps me dress then once I am done, it is then his turn, too.

He picks up the pails and took water from the sink and spread them on the floor. After making sure that the entire kitchen is being flooded with water, he then goes back to me and says, "Let me carry you out of here."

He turns his back on me and signals that I should ride on his back. I reach out my two hands on the top of his shoulders as he reaches out to my legs and gently pulls them together in front of him. Once he is sure that I am secured on his back. "Hold tight!" he says. He stands properly, with a pail full of water on his right, his left hand supporting my weight, and me on his back. We then get out of the kitchen area and walk straight to the lobby so we can wait there for the sunrise. I put my head on his neck as I inhale his masculine fragrance. It smells distinct, a scent that I know only he will have. I will look for this once we are out. I look up and notice the skies that we can see from the restaurant windows, they are indeed turning light blue. We can finally go home.

Once we get to be in the middle of the lobby, he puts me down. "Let's get ourselves soaked in water so we can't get severely burned in case the fire reaches us." He then takes out his shirt and soaks it in water. He takes out the wet cloth and brings it on top of my head where he squeezes the water to get me soaked in water, too. After all, we have to make sure that the water is enough for us, two. I look at this man who has been doing a lot of stuff to protect me during this entire time and realize something.

"Harris..." I say. I have to tell him now. "Harris, I-"

"Amy! Look!" He points at the open doors of the Passion House. "There's now a glimpse of sunlight outside! We can finally leave!"

I dare not look away from him. Instead, I immediately hug him and I can feel his arms wrap around my back, too. Oh right. It can wait.

"See you, again, my love," Harris whispers to me as he kisses my head for one last time.

And we can hear the kitchen burst while we are in the middle of the lobby, waiting to wake up in the real world, I start to count.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1

"Do you really think you can leave this place?" We hear a deep and loud voice say.