BTW, I have not made any kind of profit in the making, publishing or posting of this story. This is purely for creative purposes.

PLOT: Playwright John Peter's vacation plans went sideways when the country went on Covid-19 lockdown. The girl he literally met by accident is on lockdown with him. How does he avoid cabin fever for 14 days and control the strong attraction he feels for her? (Slow burn, romance, friendship, angst. Might develop into a relationship)

Warning: Smut time! I use a lot of profanity for this story.

Note: 1. Pedro Pascal is the inspiration for this story. (Of course) 2. I named her Aize /ayz/ or /eyes/

Chapter Song: John Wick –Workout Mix by WorkGeekOut (I know right? I'm writing an erotica but I'm listening to this. But it works!)

HIDING PLACE FROM HELL

CHAPTER 24

He makes my body ache, right down to the marrow in my bones.

This throbbing pain courses through my veins.

The pressure in my heart wants to explode.

For the love of God, someone make it stop.

SLV

Aize is out like a light.

John cradles her in his arms, running his hand tirelessly on her smooth ass sometimes giving her a kiss or two where he wants to. Hungry eyes roam on her body and it fell on the darkening bruise on her chest. He frowns. He had forgotten that.

John had belatedly connected what Dr. Santos told him earlier this evening. 'No vigorous activity', the doc said. THIS is THE vigorous activity! Shit! John face palmed….and he just fucked the daylights out of her!

Suddenly worried, John leaned back to check if Aize is experiencing any side-effect of their coition. Just to have an excuse to touch her he laid his hand in between her breasts and released a held breath.

Aize is okay. Her breathing is normal and she's not in any pain. Well, he smirks as he kisses her on the forehead and cheek, maybe except in that part of her body when she wakes up….

John couldn't remember how many times they've done it. After the first, when they were catching their breath, their bodies agleam with a thin film of sweat…

"John…my God…" Aize was almost sobbing, writhing on the floor. John could still feel her slowly pulsing around him. She pulled him down towards her in an embrace kissing his face, his lips, his nose, his neck. Her hands roam his back, reaching down to squeeze his butt pulling him closer. Those hips move around him; tantalizingly dancing around his hardness…what happened when their eyes met? What the hell? They were hit with this intense desire and they were ready again! He never softened from inside of her. Aize never let go of him. Such strong legs! Such tight….

He loves the tight mewling, gasping sounds she makes and the sound of their bodies meeting and parting. As he moves inside her he doesn't want to part from her completely and he wanted to give her a taste of the things she did to excite him.

"Wait….stop John," Aize groans, she moved away from his thrust. "…stop…." He moaned in disappointment.

"Why…" He breathed on her breast as he follows her but she moves away again. He frowns. "What?"

"I can't feel you…." She puts her feet on either side of his hips stopping him from pumping inside her.

"You can't…what?" He looks at her not understanding. When Aize decoupled from him the sound was so arousing he almost grabbed her again.

"It's too slick."

"Too…slick?" He wondered as Aize grabs her hoodie and wipes herself between the legs. Mouth agape, he was too slow to stop her. Shit, he looks on with dismay, he wanted to lick that!

"Yes…I want to feel you…" Aize looks over at him throwing the hoodie to the side. "My god…." John straightens as Aize went on all fours crawling to John. "But first…" She sits in front of him. The idea of what she's going to do get him excited as she grabs one of his butt and pulls him to her. Her other hand wraps around is cock and slides him in her mouth.

Head thrown back he chokes out her name out loud as her hands and mouth made love to his length and girth. He stops his hand from holding her head opting instead to caress whatever skin he could reach on her. She has insane skills, this woman! Aize went lower, at the base of the shaft. Fuck! His knees went weak. Hot lips and tongue lick and taste the twin rounded sensitive flesh there. That's the sweet spot, right there! John sat back on his knees as Aize sucked him so hard he almost came apart.

"Lie down, John." He obeyed her whispered command and got breathless as Aize crawls over him kissing him as she goes. When she finally straddles him she gave him a deep kiss that tasted faintly of her and him. "I want to make you moan more….it's hot." She whispers to his ear, hands caress his chest and nipples.

John tries to catch one of her nipples with his mouth as she hovers over him. He smiles as he grabs one of them with his hand instead. "How will you do…."

"This." She smiles and moves her hips.

"Oh fuck…!" He groans closing his eyes as her moist entrance slowly slides over the tip of his penis moving her hips around it, teasing him.

"John, your hand's not there," Aize removes his hands on her hips and puts them both on her breasts instead, "but here. Intiendes?" she whispers as she moves over him.

"Si, senyorita," He smirks. Oh, that is hot! "Damn…" He gasps as she went deeper and clasps the head in her walls. She moves up and down a little lower to the shaft but not any deeper than that. It's driving him crazy. And just as Aize promised him she made him moan one after another.

"John…I'm co…" Aize whimpers but John already knows. She's rippling around him and he wanted to come with her like the last time. "Fuck me, John!" she breathes, hands pulling him.

Quickly, he turned her on her back and impaled her so deeply. "Shit!" They both cried. The insane thing was…it was more intense than the first time they did this. They held on to each other tight as they were rocked by an orgasm so intense and prolonged they could barely gasp or moan.

Then when he thought it was over Aize whimpered on his shoulder. "Not yet…not yet…there's another….oh God…there's another…." And for the first time she let out a drawn out cry as she buckles uncontrolled around him. Fuck! Was all he thought, as he got swept away with her.

As Aize's climax is winding down his is ascending. Like a madman he jackhammers her until he lost track of the seconds. "Aize…Aize…" He whispers her name as it adds to his pleasure. When he reached the highest point he couldn't help give out short but repeated cries while his seed pumps inside her.

He gasps as the last throes of his passion ebbs. Sated. Finally. He wanted to rest on top of Aize but his arms and legs were trembling so badly that he feared he might hurt her. Aize's eyes are closed but breathing hard. In the intensity of his own release he didn't notice if Aize had another orgasm herself. He was reluctant, but he had to leave inside her.

"What the hell happened?" He chuckled softly as he collapsed beside Aize, both of them spent.

"John…that…was soo…" Aize whispers with a tired ghost of a smile.

"So good."

"Yeah." Aize moved towards John and he put her head on his shoulder while she curved her body to his. John places her leg over him just below his waist. There. That's perfect. "John…?"

"Yeah?" He kisses her forehead, cheek and lips…his hand on her back stroke the side of her breasts.

"Do you wanna die?"

He laughed softly. "What? Why?"

"I don't think you wanna have another round, do you?" Eyes still closed, Aize lifts her face to him.

"Maybe later." John looks down.

"Yeah, later." Aize nods tiredly.

"So stop doing that too." He's talking about her hand stroking the length of his dick. "Hands off. Now."

"Stopping now. Hands off. No."

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