Red Strings of Fate (Haunted Series 2)

Strings 40: Bubble

"How do you do it? How do you move forward?"

"You just do." Hinaplos niya ang pisngi ko, lumipat sa gilid niya para harapin ako. "Someone told me that regret over the past is wasted time."

Napakunot ang noo ko.

"I'm not regretting anything. I don't dwell on the past. I plan. I do things for the future, and I fucking make sure that plan works." He stares at me in heat at gusto kong matunaw sa titig na iyon. "What do you think about that?"

"That answer is so you. Confident and determined."

He chuckles. "How do you want to move forward?"

"Moving forward, I want to be happy and in peace." Tumango ako. "Gusto ko lang gumawa ng mga damit para sa mga tao at mabuhay ng payapa. I'm contented with that."

Kinurot niya ang pisngi ko, "You get happy easily. Create clothes and you're okay."

"Of course. Masaya na ako dahil kinakailangan ako ng mga tao. That they need my clo—" Napatigil ako. Hindi ko naman sinasadya na maging vulnerable ang sagot ko. So deeply rooted sa kung ano talaga ang gusto ko... because that's impossible now.

I just can't make clothes when my life is crazy.

Hindi na siya sumagot at nahiya ako sa sinabi ko kaya peke akong humikab at nahiga na uli.

The sheet covering us two unfolded as he moved to pin me down. My red hair spilled out from my back as he found my lips.

"Tired?" He took my lower lip, sucked it, then released it.

As he swept my messy hair to the side and licked my earlobe, I groaned, knowing where this would take us.

"Hmm."

As predicted. He grabbed my leg and made it wider, positioning it in between me, and sucked my neck hard. "I hope you're happy. Because you are needed. I need you every day, my Hope. I need you more than words could ever say, in ways I never expected."

Syempre, mararamdaman niya ang mga pagbabago sa emosyon at kilos ko.

As we kissed. It's just as incredible as our first. It's as heart-warming, drug-inducing, toe-curling as the first.

I stroke his cheek as his tongue slicks over mine, his tongue playing with mine, and it intensifies the pleasure already wreaking havoc on my body.

"James." I gasp.

"Scarlet?"

His face is strong and masculine and sexy, and his sheer maleness triggers another burst of need. I need more. I didn't expect to, pero putangina, I need more.

With an anguished moan, I angle my head to deepen the kiss eagerly—hungrily. I'm hungry for him.

TJ threads his fingers through my hair and tugs me closer, one powerful arm curling around my head to keep me in place. My breasts are now crushed against his rock-hard chest, and I can feel the wild hammering of his heart. His excitement matches my own. The raw groan he releases tickles my lips and sends my pulse screaming.

"Ohh..." May nangyayari sa akin. Hindi ko mapigilang halikan siya. Masyado siyang nakaka-adik.

He knows me truly to know what my needy moans are for. He teases my lips, and when we both make eye contact, he slides it in hard, making me gasp out loud.

Mabilis kong tinakpan ang labi ko dahil hindi ko alam kung malapit si Jamie o may staff nang umiikot para maglinis.

He pulled out. "Stop covering your face. If you cover your face, I'll stop."

Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin pero mabilis kong tinanggal ang kamay sa mukha ko.

Nakangisi lang siya sa'kin. "Don't hide your pretty face. That's my reward."

He grabbed me to switch our places, him beneath me and me on top of him. I gasped at how fast it happened.

"Spread your legs for me, baby." I was hovering above him as he commanded, and I could do nothing but obey, spreading my thighs further.

He placed his member, warm and wet, pressed against my stomach. His other hand slid down the length of my back and he gripped my butt and lifted.

"Slide into me."

I ground my hips down slowly, taking him in inch by inch. He stretched me to complete fullness, and when I was buried to the hilt, we faced each other smiling from complete bliss from filling each other up.

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