Surrender Your Sensations

I thought Rupert would only surprise me last night but I was even more surprised when I saw him in the kitchen, already preparing breakfast. I just finished taking a shower and I thought I would still see him sleeping on the bed. But when I finished bathing, I found no one in bed sleeping. So I left the room and was immediately greeted by the fresh smell of fried rice being cooked. I followed the scent and that’s when I found this guy, busy preparing our breakfast.

And I was really stunned to see him in the kitchen.

I blinked a few times while leaning on the kitchen door frame, watching Rupert working in the kitchen, oblivious of my presence. He was shirtless and only in his boxers while wearing an apron. From my place, I could perfectly see how his muscles on his shoulders and back contracted in every move he would make. It was pretty obvious that he was so used to working in the kitchen. There was no awkwardness on how he moved around.

I, on the other hand, was in awe at the sight in front of me. I mean, he looked hot wearing an apron without a shirt and while doing all these chores, smoothly.

What surprised me the most was that Rupert was cooking for us. I thought we would eat some delivery. That’s how it’s always like in novels or movies after a one-night stand. Rupert had a weird way in treating the girl he f*cked. I give him that.

“So, you’re cooking?” I finally spoke, grabbing his attention.

“Am I? You’re done showering?” He turned to me while still holding the spatula. He slightly swallowed when his eyes raked through my body. I was wearing his clothes and I bet that was the reason why his eyes darkened with hunger and lust. “By the way, good morning, sweetie.” His husky voice sent shivers down my spine and suddenly I had difficulty in standing straight. I felt like falling.

“Morning too. You look good with that apron.”

“Oh sweetie. You look ravishing on my clothes.”

I swallowed an invisible lump in my throat when he turned off the stove and then made his way to me. Immediately, his arms wrapped around my waist, making me inhale a sharp breath.

“Eyes on my face, Rupert.” Because he was closer to me, I finally saw how his eyes stared at my breasts with full lust.

That’s when I realized I wasn’t wearing anything under my shirt. I forgot about the extra nipple tapes. My erect nipples were protruding against the thin fabric of his shirt.

“Meredith, you look so good in the morning.” He pulled my body even closer, my chest pressed against his. “Fuck. I want to have you again.” Then my feet had to tiptoe when he squeezed my body against his even more. Warmth coming from him made my insides clenched in anticipation.

I stared at him. His bedroom hair was even messier than his usual but he still looks handsome. His bared face was perfect and his natural smell was better than the perfume he was using.

“Rupert!” I shrieked when he actually lifted me up. I looked at him wide-eyed and he just gave me a boyish grin. His piercing was sparkling again.

“Wrap your legs around my waist. I know you’re sore. Let me carry you?”

I blinked several times because of what he said. A certain warmth enveloped my heart. I mean, is this really how he cares for women he just had sex with?

“There. Good girl, sweetie,” he said when I obliged with what he just asked me to do. “Now, let me feed you okay? I’m sure you’re hungry after everything we’ve done last night.”

Like a baby, my arms circled around his neck, my legs around his waist, and then he carried me to the dining table where a sunny-side-up, a plate of bacon and an omelet was already prepared. He made me sit in one of the chairs.

“Woah. You’re being too considerate for someone you just had a one-night-stand with,” I couldn’t help but say that and he immediately stopped.

I just didn’t get why he was being like this to me. A woman could get a wrong idea if he would do these kind of things for her when the reason why they were together was just about sex. He must be thankful that I was not looking for a serious relationship. But, how about the other women he bedded? There’s no way no woman in his past caught feelings for him.

“Huh?”

“I mean, we’re just two strangers who ended up in bed last night, Rupert. Why bother to be like this?” I shook my head as I looked at the foods he cooked. “I should just leave. That’s how it should be. You don’t have to do these things. It’s just a one-time-big-time thing. We don’t have a relationship for you to take care of me. I or- ”

“Shut up.”

My mouth dropped open when he suddenly knelt in front of me. Then, he cupped my face, making me look at his eyes. I gulped because of the hard and serious look he was giving me.

“I told you already. I want more than a one-night-stand from you. I want more days and nights with you, Meredith. And I will not accept ‘no’ for an answer.”

That’s when he claimed my lips. It was a rough, aggressive and dominating kiss. His tongue tasted the insides of my mouth and then left me breathless.

“Good morning kisses are always the best. Wait here, I’ll just finish the fried rice then I’ll feed you.” He winked at me before returning to the stove and started cooking.

I was left at the dining table with a fast heartbeat and could not understand the tickle I felt in my abdomen. Goodness. Morning was a bit different with that kiss.

And what did he say? More days and nights … with me?

I stared at the food in front of me. He prepared all of this for me. I couldn’t help but smile. Someone’s taking care of me not because of pity- it’s a bit refreshing and heartwarming.

I averted my gaze from the dining table to Rupert. His back was facing me as he busied himself in cooking. I just smiled as I watched him cook. Come to think of it, I was lucky enough to have a gentleman and hot guy like him as my first.

“You’re not sick, are you? STD? HIV?” He was stunned by my question and immediately turned to me. I shrugged. “If you want more days and nights with me, I need to be sure about that. I also remember, you didn’t use a condom last night.”

“Was that a ‘yes’?”

I glared at him. “Answer please.”

He chuckled before he returned his attention to the stove again. “Nope. I’m clean. I can even show you my check-up last month.”

“Last month? I see. So you’re really into things like this- you know, doing it with a random girl you picked from a bar?” I guess he was in a band to get some women to bed. “But at least you’re being careful,” I added before I turned my gaze back to the dining table.

I tried to remove that nagging feeling inside me. It’s just awkward that he had so much experience. He had treated many women just like how he was treating me right now and it was annoying to my ego that I became one of his women.

I heaved a deep sigh and tried my hardest to disregard such feelings. We’re not a thing. I’m not allowed to feel this. I guess, what my classmates used to say back in high school was true; the attraction you will feel towards the man who will get your first is different. But then, I wouldn’t let that attraction make me low.

Rupert got my virginity and that’s the end. I would try my hardest to not let that attraction to turn me into a clingy fuck buddy. If I would agree to his offer, I need to at least separate my personal feelings. It’s just sex- he just needs me to have sex with him. I should treat him the same way.

“I was not like this before …”

I was lost in my deepest thoughts because of what he said. I turned to him and he was currently transferring the cooked food in the bowl.

“What do you mean? Not the same fuckboy as you are now?”

“Yeah. I was not like before. Not until I lost her.”

Her?

“Things changed for me especially my perspective about relationships.”

Rupert approached me with a bowl of fried rice. I waited for him to say more but he started putting food on my plate and didn’t continue what he was saying about… her.

“Is she your first love?” I asked him when he had finished placing food on my plate.

He smiled sadly at me before sitting down on the vacant chair next to me. “She’s my greatest love.”

My mouth hung half open with what he said. I stared at him. So, he turned out like this after losing his greatest love? Was that because he could not love anyone else but her? That woman was really lucky to have a guy who was so in love with her even after she was no longer here.

“Where is your greatest love now?”

He immediately averted his eyes from me to the spoon and fork he was holding. I was stunned when he took the rice from my plate with a spoon and then stabbed a strip of bacon with the fork. “Today was her death anniversary,” he said with that trying-hard-not-to-really-care tone. Then he hovered the spoonful of rice to my mouth, feeding me.

I held his wrist to stop him. I stared at him, waiting for him to continue what he was saying.

But, “Let’s not talk about her. Just eat.”

I blinked. I was beyond shock to know that his greatest love was dead. I did not know how to react right now. So, I just nodded my head and started eating.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Maybe that was the reason for the sadness in Rupert’s eyes? I definitely know how painful it is to lose someone you truly love. It was more painful if the person you love could no longer come back to you.

“Y-You don’t have to-”

“Let me feed you. After all, this is my way to thank you for letting me have you last night,” he said when I was trying to stop him from feeding me- as if he was feeding me like a child. He even winked at me before hovering another spoonful of rice.

“It’s nothing. I just want to experience it and you were there to do it for me. I just grab the chance.”

“But still … I was your first. I hope I made it memorable for you.”

The serious and aloof Rupert while talking about his greatest love suddenly disappeared. That’s when I knew he already mastered the art of faking. He’s back to being playful.

He should be thankful that I was face-blind. I couldn’t quite gauge the totality of his facial expression.

As much as I want to know more about his greatest love, I didn’t insist on the topic. He didn’t want to talk about it because it hurts. Maybe some other time.

“After this, you’ll have your dessert. So finish your plate,” Rupert said with a playful grin on his lips.

“Dessert?” My eyebrows rose when I felt one of his hands landed on my thigh and began to caress it. “I had a different feeling about that dessert you are talking about.”

I was surprised when he suddenly leaned closer to me. I couldn’t help but smile when he kissed me on the lips again. It was three pecks before grinning at me like a naughty boy that he was.

“You’ll like it, promise. So hurry up and eat because your dessert can’t wait.”

“You’re a pervert, Rupert.”

“Oh, Sweetie. I know you also want this side of me.”