Just a Slip of The Tongue (3)

That night after begging her for forgiveness, Mark scooped Fem to sleep on the bed despite her struggling all her might. He hugged her all night trying to sooth her anger as he repeatedly begged her not to leave him. He was sure he needed to remind her to feel him especially during times that she is angry and mad. Her reasoning might be reasonable and valid but Mark was so terrified that she will drag the matter on to the point of leaving him. He loves her with all his being, but he doesn't yet know everything about having an ideal relationship as she was the first womanhe ever treasured this much in life.

The moment Mark opened his eyes at six as his body alarm automatically woke him up, he was lovestruck by the sight of the woman in his arms. Surprisingly, she was hugging him by his chest as she laid faced down. Her face was turned towards him that he could see her drooling on his bicep which served as her pillow. Mark enjoyed what he was seeing that he stayed there watching her until she moved to lie on her side facing him. Her smooth bare leg extended over his mascular thighs that he stiffened to control himself. To prevent her from accidentally touching his hardened buddy, he slowly shifted his body to his side and inched away his already bulged lower part so that it won't bother her. 'How I wish we could just stop this fighting!" Mark pressed his lips on Fem's forehead. It was a wet kiss.

In her dream, Fem was sheltered by a large umbrella tree. The sun was rising up towards noon and the breeze was cool. The clouds were grouped into irregular shapes big and small. It was a pleasant day. However, out from nowwhere, it started to rain heavily. A drop of rain started to get through the tree leaves and some of it dropped on her forehead. That was enough to awaken her as Mark's wet lips left her forehead. With eye still closed, Fem gathered her hand from Mark's chest and wiped her forehead with her forearm before she stretched her body slowly opening her lazy eyes.

Mark frowned as he saw his kiss wiped just like that. But when he saw the woman in his arm, he softened and hugged her instead.

"Good morning my darling sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" His voice was hoarse yet seductive.

"Hmmmm....sorry I think I drolled on you. Im still growing you know?" Fem cracked a hilarious joke first thing ub the morning upon opening her eyes. This sent Mark laughing instead of worrying about what might their morning become. She was so cute! He hugged her lovingly as he kissed the drolled side of her mouth. It tasted so feminine and sweet that he wanted more.

"Fem sweetheart, I wish we won't make a big deal of what happened last night. Let's learn a lesson from each other. You know I never had a woman in my past. I don't know much about relationships as I was always focused on studies and career. I was so insensitive I know. You can get mad at me but please don't ever think of leaving me. I'm begging of you sweetheart." Mark suddenly said as he stroked his woman's silky jet black hair keeping away any strands from her smooth pinkish cheeks.

"Mark, you sure have your way of appeasing my anger. Now do you want to do it this time? I'm yours anyway so it's up to you" Fem swallowed as she looked at her man's seductive feature. She found herself so much attracted and drawn to him this time. If she had felt like this last night, they could have ended doing it with delight several times.

Mark looked at Fem with scrutinizing tenderness. "Are you sure? You're not planning something else that will hurt us right?" Mark's tender voice was as soothing as his tender fingers that brushed his womans face.

" I aborted my plan the moment I woke up in your arms just now. I'm so drawn to you now Mark. But it's up to you. We can save it for our wedding night though. It's my only gift for my man, you know?!" Fem then pushed herself up to level Mark's face. She gingerly explored her man's face before she kissed wherever she found cute and attractive. Actually, she peppered his entire face with wet kisses as he savored every bit of it especially when she found his hungry waiting lips. Mark groaned that he pulled her on top of him as he explored her body with his slender yet strong fingers.

" Fem Law, how could you drive me crazy like this! " Mark said in a broken whisper as his hands reached one of her full breasts. She was still wearing her bra.

"Honey, can I?" Mark broke their passionate kissing careful to ask permission first.

"I'm afraid I might not be able to stop you once you touch that. Unless you want us to do it right now? I heard it quite painful. I might not be able to walk properly." Fem held Mark's hand to stop him.

"Okay then but I can't resist you. You're just so irresistible but I'm glad you can maintain your sound mind while doing this. I just can't, I honestly can't. " Mark pulled his woman down on his chest as he stroked her back lovingly.

"Major John Mark Arevalo?" Fem raised her head to have a complete sight of her man underneath her.

"All yours my sweet Fem Law, anything I can do for you?" Mark put his hands under his head as he watched his woman sitting on his lower abdomen.

" Why were you so terrifying three years ago?" Fem pressed her soft fingers on his chest to lean for a kiss.

"Ahhh...so sweet lips...hmmmm.. one more before I tell you!" Mark didn't like them parting their lips.

Fem allowed herself to fall facedown on Marks body as she kissed him hungrily "Why?" She mumbled between gasps of air.

"It was the only way I could catch your attention, my darling." Mark panted as he became more fierce in his kissing. He wanted to flip her underneath him but was too scared he might lose control.

"Oh, how tricky!"Fem giggled as she rose from Mark's body. "We shall continue this some other time, Mr. Major." Fem sealed their kiss with a long deep kiss before she rolled down from the bed and hurried to the bathroom. Mark was left savoring every bit that transpired just now. He checked the clock, it was still 7:30 o'clock A.M.

Down in the kitchen that morning, housekeeper Lina was feeling uneasy as she prepared breakfast early. She was about to knock on Mark's bedroom last night to give the underwears she bought for her master's girlfriend. Although the room was sound proof, one who was standing close at the door could hear Mark's thunderous voice. She heard him shout "Enough!" then something that seemed to have been pounded on something. Were they fighting? What could have been the cause? She stood by the door trying to eavesdrop but their voices couldn't be heard. It was followed by a loud man's cry "No,Stop it!" then nothing else followed until she retracted her footsteps down to her room feeling breathless. She didn't have a good sleep as she tried to think of possible reasons of their fight. It bothered her since she has been serving the family since JP and JM were kids that she treated them like her own kids.

It was 8:00 o'clock when the two young couple came down for breakfast. Fem greeted housekeeper Lina with a bright good morning smile with Mark behind her. Mark greeted his aunty Lina with a "good morning" and a slight nod before silently sat down on the dining chair.

" What's cooking aunty?" Fem approached the stove where some pots were still on it.

"Young madam, your breakfast are already on the table. You have to eat a heavy breakfast because I learned you'll be busy today." Housekeeper Lina was thoughtful.

"Oh okay, how about grandpa and grandma? Have they come down yet?" Fem made her way to seat next to Mark like nothing happened between them. Mark glanced at her lovingly as he opened the uncovered the food. There was mixed vegetables fried rice with sunny side eggs and bacon, some cut apples and oranges on a separate dish. There was also a brewed steaming coffee at the side with mugs and sugar alongside.

Not long when the young couple were half way with their breakfast, the old couple came down together. Their expression as calm and quiet as could be. There was not a trace of emotions in their faces. Housekeeper Lina hurriedly brought out two sets of breakfast dishes and expertly arranged on the table where they usually occupied.