Chapter 26- Lovebirds

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"More, Aiah..."

She groans, a deep low growl in her throat, and my hands grip her head tighter, pushing her down. She starts licking me again, furiously now, desperate, fast, needing, and I feel a finger at my edge again - no, not a finger but two fingers - and she pushes them hard into me, until she's as deep as she can go, her knuckles up against my lips. She keeps thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, the wet sound of her fingers fucking into me like a rhythm that she matches with her tongue on my clit.

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to -" and just like that, suddenly, without warning, I cum hard. My thighs close around her head, my hips buck up again and again and again against her face.

After what seems like minutes, I finally lay back, my legs open, my breath hitched.

She moves up alongside me, and kisses me gently.


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I woke up to the feeling of soft fingers tracing lazy circles on my bare back. My body felt heavy, exhausted from... well, last night.

I groaned, burying my face deeper into the pillows. Damn Aiah.

A low chuckle echoed beside me. "Good morning, sleepyhead."

I ignored her.

She nudged me with her nose, pressing a soft kiss on my shoulder. "Grabe ka, Mikha. Napagod ka yata?"

I blindly reached out to swat her, but she just laughed, dodging my weak attempt. "Hindi ka na makagalaw, love?" she teased.

I groaned again, finally cracking my eyes open to glare at her. "Ikaw kasi!" I grumbled, my voice hoarse. "Ang kulit mo kagabi."

Aiah smirked, her eyes dark with amusement. "Hindi ko kasalanan na ang ganda mo."

I rolled my eyes, attempting to sit up, but the soreness in my limbs made me wince. Aiah, of course, noticed immediately.

Her smirk widened. "Sabi ko na nga ba."

I threw a pillow at her face.

She laughed, catching it easily before leaning closer, her lips brushing my ear. "Kaya mo pa ba for round two?"

I shoved her away. "AIAH!"

She just grinned like the devil. "Joke lang, love. Tara, kain na tayo. I made breakfast."

I eyed her suspiciously. "Ikaw talaga nagluto?"

She placed a hand over her chest, looking mock-offended. "Wow. Wala ka talagang tiwala sa akin, huh?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Baka masunog na naman yung itlog?"

She pouted. "Ang sakit mo naman magsalita."

I chuckled, shaking my head as she pulled me out of bed. My body still ached, but despite everything, I couldn't help but smile.

Because even when she was annoying as hell, Aiah was still my favorite person to wake up to.

As I slowly made my way to the dining table, still feeling the aftermath of last night, Aiah followed close behind, an amused smirk never leaving her lips.

She pulled out a chair for me, acting like a perfect gentlewoman, but the moment I sat down, she leaned in and whispered, "So... kumusta naman ang performance ko kagabi?"

I almost choked on air.

I shot her a glare. "AIAH!"

She laughed, clearly enjoying my embarrassment. "Ano? Gusto ko lang malaman kung pasado ako."

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