Bumitiw ako sa pagkakayakap sa kaniya at tinagpo ang kaniyang mga mata. Hindi ako makatagal na tumigin sa kaniya, pero sinubukan ko. Gusto kong makita niyang nagsisisi na ako, kahit paulit-ulit ko na lang ginagawa. Ano ba talagang problema ko? Kahit ako, hindi ko gusto ang sarili ko. Hindi ko nagugustuhan ang nagagawa ko sa kaniya.
"Ikaw pala talaga ang may karapatang magalit sa akin dahil napakatanga ko. I'm so sorry, Ismael. You were thinking about our marriage when all I did was hate you because you left me."
"At least you hate me for a good reason, and you never find someone else. I'm at ease. I can see that you really love me."
He keeps on blabbing a counterattack to my sentiments while caressing my hair and tapping my back. "I do. I won't hate yo
In his penthouse—that's where he brought me. The room filled with our moans and squelches as we kept on making love. I never thought this would happen so soon. We just met earlier again, but here we are in front of each other, doing the business we haven't done in the past few months.My eyes slowly moved to meet his intense gaze. Kahit kailan, hindi nabawasan ang angkin niyang kagwapuhan kahit sa mga sandaling ito na nakakunot ang kaniyang mga noo habang tinatrabaho ako. He's gorgeous, and I can't stop thinking about how his life would be without me beside him.I stretch my arms to embrace him. God, I really missed him—not just him on top of me pleasuring me, but I missed his existence—his presence that motivates me to live every second of my life.Hin
"Sit on my face.""A-are you fucking kidding me? Why would I do that? Are you a chair?" naghuhurumentado kong tanong.Anong trip niya sa buhay?I heard him chuckle. "Sort of," sagot niya. "Aren't you sitting on me now?" pagtukoy niya sa mga hita niya kung saan ako nakaupo. "It's the same,just a different location. Come here."Nagulat ako nang iangat niya ang mga hita ko at ang sunod ko na lang na naramdaman ay ang mga labi at dila niya sa namamasa kong hiyas. Hindi ko napigilang mapasigaw nang malakas."F-fuck, Ismael! W-what are y-you doing?!" namamaos kong sigaw, dahil para akong tinakasan ng lakas. Agad akong napatuon sa pader dahil sa panghihina. This position...I just can't imagine...
"Ahhhh!" I groaned inside his mouth as he continued sucking my lips while thrusting his way inside me. God, he's doing it from the back. He's poking at the right location. It tingles. It was like a matchstick starting a flame inside me. We are about to burn our walls for pleasure, and I'm about to be insane.Nanghihina akong dumapa, to give him wide access inside me. "Faster, love," utos ko.He held my hips as he struck his baton inside my warm flesh, dripping a lot of juice. "Ahh, fuck!"My hands are trembling, pinned to the soft bed. I'm on fours, and he's behind me, thrusting faster, just like I commanded. Napakapit ako sa kamay niya habang sinasabayan siya sa pagbayo."Ugghhh... you're fucking delicious, Jothea,
"Are you included on the menu?" pabiro niyang tanong na para bang hindi pa naigihan sa ginawa niya sa akin kagabi."Sobra ka na." Tinapik ko ang balikat niya."No." Muli niyang hinalikan ang tainga ko na para bang nagsisimula muli ng kung ano."Stop it, Ismael, aren't you going to work?" pigil ko sa kaniya."I have a very important reason to not go to work today," saad pa niya habang patuloy na hinuhuli ang mga kamay kong umaapela at tinutulak siya."And what is that?""You, baby."Tuluyan niya nang nakuha ang mga kamay ko. Nagulat ako nang iangat niy
"Ismael..." I held his hand as I danced with him. Fuck, hindi ko maitatangging gusto ko rin itong ginagawa niya. He was the one who could get me crazier at these things. I have never felt this way before—I am really satisfied like this thing is just made for me. Gosh, even I can't imagine I can tell such perverted things."Ahh, masakit!" sigaw ko nang tumuon siya sa akin. "My legs, Ismael!"Natawa naman siya. "Oh, sorry," bulong niya sabay baba ng paa ko mula sa balikat niya. Muli siyang lumuhod at napapitlag ako nang iangat niya ang ibabang bahagi ng aking katawan. Wala akong nagawa kung hindi kagatin ang likod ng kamay ko dahil sa posisyon naming dalawa. He's such a monster. I never thought he could become like this...because of me.He keeps on thrusting his hips
"We're still digging about that, Jothea. I'll inform you once we discover something. I promised to tell you everything, right?"Tumango ako. "Alright, love." Ngumiti siya nang marinig niya kung paano ko siya tinawag.Tsk, ayoko na nga! Nahihiya na ako!"Ismael..." pagtawag ko sa kaniya."Hmm?""Hindi kasya 'yong pants," pag-iiba ko nang usapan, bago ko itinuro ang pants niya na naroon sa may side table. Kita kasi mula sa kinatatayuan namin ang kwarto niya dahil salamin ang barrier. Natawa naman siya at dagling pinisil ang pisngi ko."So you're telling me you're not wearing something?" Hinipo niya ang loob ng damit na suot ko, sa parteng ibaba ng l
Kinuha niya ang kamay ko kaya naman tumayo ako at lumapit sa kaniya para umupo sa kandungan niya. Daig pa namin ang nagha-honeymoon. Mahigpit niya akong niyakap. "And I love you too, Jothea." Nakaupo akong parang bata sa kaniya. Nakapalibot ang hita ko sa baywang niya. It feels good. I never know what I did in my past life to deserve something like this, to deserve someone like Ismael. I feel like I'm a hero. "Jothea..." rinig kong pagtawag niya sa akin. Nakayakap pa rin kami sa isa't isa. "Hmm?" "Do you want to live here?" Napamulat ako sa tanong niya. "Do you want to live with me?" Kumala
Napasinghap ako. "What the hell, Ismael?" hirit ko.Ang bilis yatang magbago ng mood ko?"Why?"At ganoon din ang mood niya.Inirapan ko siya. "Who on earth would do such a thing? If an applicant declines your job offer, will you decide to hold a collaboration in a company she is currently in?""You're not just an applicant. You are my lover. I want you close to me. I just came to know it was late, so you are also called late."Kumunot ang noo ko. "Ibig sabihin, hindi talaga ako natanggap?"Umiling siya. "No, it wasn't that way. I heard you really passed the interview and the examination. It was just that they forgot to call you imme