Cecil twitched nervously, cleared her throat and declared her intensions, “I want to do this the natural way. It’s not about the stress or the distance of the clinic. It’s not about having to bring these containers to you every month until my eggs get fertilized. We can get pleasure from this situation and walk away when it happens, like you suggested. But in all, Usen, it’s simple, I want you,” she ended in a whisper, looking vulnerable but determinedly standing her ground.
A few minutes later, Ebong was grateful that she was courageous enough to take things into her hands, because after her declaration of wanting him, he couldn’t move, he’d been struck numb with shock.
And so Cecil had scoffed again and marched to where he stood, rounded her arms around his neck and proceeded to kiss him senseless.
The feel of her body against his was a revelation. Feelings he’d thought long dead sparked back to life with intensity. His hands rounded her hips at their own accord. He returned her kiss so passionately she whimpered, which caused him to take control.
He broke the kiss, grasped her wrist and dragged her to his room. Not giving her time to look around, he went for the clasp of her bra behind, but his hands shook so much, he couldn’t get it open.
Cecil reached behind and helped and he sighed as her breast tumbled into his hands. They weren’t overly big, but they were round and filled his palms, with only a bit spilling from the side.
Ebong wasted no time, he squeezed her breasts, his head bending and his mouth latching on a nipple while his finger rolled the other. Cecil gasped and her knees buckled.
“Sorry,” he whispered tersely, he led her to the large bed, placed her on it, pulled off her shoes and hurried off his shorts; he was as excited as a teenage boy on his first sexual experience.
In his haste to get to her, he fell on her clumsily and apologized again, looking embarrassed. But Cecil chuckled good naturedly and reached for him, their bodies came together and they kissed slowly.
“Let’s not hurry, we aren’t kids,” she suggested in a whisper, while grasping his right hand and placing it in between her widened legs.
Truly, Ebong felt like a boy on his first time, he swallowed when he felt her warmth and her wetness through the thoroughly soaked lace of her panties.
His fingers wiggled and twisted her panties to the side and he plunged his fingers into her warm wetness, his thumb slowly rubbing her pleasure nub. He jubilated when she started gasping uncontrollably while moving her hips and grinding against his fingers.
Then, in an impatient move, she wriggled out of her panties, using her long legs to fling it off, while one of her hands sort and found his raging erection and started rubbing it.
Ebong groaned and moved his hips. The avalanche of emotions he was currently feeling had never been experienced. He had known women, had been with some women, albeit not often, but it had never felt like his whole soul was involved in the pleasure.
Cecil gasped breathless, her head flung backwards as she welcomed the deluge of pleasure coursing through her body. Her bones felt melted and she couldn’t recall the time she’d ever felt this sort of pleasure before, she wasn’t even sure it had been this good when they’d been younger.
“I want you now, Usen,” she gasped breathlessly.
But Ebong had found his footing and he was enjoying driving her crazy. He alternated kissing her hard and softly while his fingers never dropped speed as he worked tirelessly in between her legs.
“Please, Usen,” she gasped, while squeezing her thighs together and locking his hand in between her legs.
“We shouldn’t rush this, as we aren’t kids any longer,” he murmured softly, seductively, against her lips.
Cecil scoffed frustratingly and grabbed his body, pulling him over her. Ebong chuckled and allowed himself to be dragged, but the smile left his face when he positioned between her legs and his phallus felt her drenched opening.
He wanted to tease her a bit, he wanted to torture himself, but Cecil wasn’t having any of that, she grabbed his hard length and shoved it into her body, sighing loudly as he took over and plunged deeply with his own groan.
They were both murmuring and it was both sensible and senseless in the euphoria of their pleasure. Ebong wanted to slow down the pleasure and make it last but Cecil planted her feet flat on the bed and surged up her hips, quickening the whole process.
Helplessly he thrust powerfully, eliciting whimpers from her while erotic pleasure engulfed him when he heard the sound their skin was making when they slammed against each other.
Her climax happened on her suddenly, without warning. Her eyes widened and an unconscious scream erupted from her throat. The intense extent of her pleasure must have triggered Usen’s own, because in a moment, he began moving really fast and then he grunted continuously and he shivered violently above her.
They were silent while they tried to catch their breaths, still in each others arms.
“I’m forty nine…” Cecil suddenly said in awe.
“And I’m fifty-three,” Ebong said, disentangling from her but still holding her close and allowing his gaze to score her face tenderly.
“This is the best sex I’ve ever had in all my life,” she confessed in a sincere whisper.
“Me too, I’m still wondering how we did it,” he whispered back, his hand tenderly smoothing her hair.
“We’ve always had chemistry,” she said.
“So, we are doing this?” Ebong momentarily looked uncertain.
Cecil nodded rigorously, “I don’t know if I’d be able to stop, after this,” she said abashedly, her eyes lowering from his as she murmured her reply.
“Are you suggesting we shouldn’t stop…even after you take in?” he asked, waiting for her reply with bated breath.
“Would you want to be in the baby’s life?” she countered.
And Ebong didn’t have to think long for his answer, he nodded. Even though he’d been fighting himself these last months and had been wishing to punish Cecil for the choices she’d made in the past, he couldn’t bear to think that she would leave his life again.
Her eyes bore into his, wanting to read his soul and know if he was being sincere, and she saw he was, and her heart soared so much she choked and tears dripped down her cheeks.
Ebong understood how she was feeling, he drew her in a hug and held her against him. All the tensions and pressures drained away and he felt full. The loneliness he’s been experiencing this morning dissipated, his once empty life felt full and he understood the happiness he’d been seeing on his boys’ faces when they spoke of their wives.
He didn’t know what her plans were, but his kid wasn’t going to be born out of wedlock. It would be a shock to everyone, but he didn’t care, he wasn’t going to give her a chance to walk away again.
DUCT SEASON 4 continues
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