In a REALationSHIT (Trese Series #1) - PUBLISHED (PSICOM)

IAR [43.5]

My body reacted, in an instant. I stopped breathing. I could feel that unmistakable bulge poking me. He caressed my belly up to the side of my breast.

Then, he whispered... "Every part of you was made for me. Your eyes were made to wake up to me lookin' at you in my bed every morning. Your nose was made to smell my scent and my breath. Your ears were made to hear my countless 'I love you' and my heartbeats. Your lips were made to kiss mine. Your tongue was made to roll my name off of it. And your body was made just for me. Did you hear me, Minnie? You were born to be mine... Only mine."

I could feel that warmth spread in my chest as he held me tight. The hard length of him pressed against me and it made my heart pound and my body surrender in a flood of heat. "I wouldn't mind waking up like this every morning," he continued when I didn't utter a word.

Naaadik na ba? Nakadrugs ba siya? Ano'ng nakain niya? Hindi niya naman ako kailangang bulahin ng ganyan.

Napangiti na lang ako sa kakatwang damdamin sa'king dibdib. This is bad... really bad. I'm fallin' on his trap. Bibigay na yata ako. Pero konti pa.

Kaya naman sa naisip ay sumilay ang pilyang ngisi sa'king mga labi. I slowly moved; like I was grinding on him. He cussed, breathlessly.

Masuyo kong hinawi ang ilang hibla ng buhok na nakatabon sa kanyang noo at tainga. I traced the outline of his nose then his earlobe with my finger and he shivered. Ibinaba ko ang isang kamay sa dibdib niya. Iginalaw ko ang mga daliri pababa ng kanyang abs na para bang may iginuguhit ako sa katawan niya.

Naramdaman ko ang kanyang paninigas. Inilapit ko ang mga labi sa kanyang tainga. "I wouldn't mind waking up like this every morning, too."

He suddenly scrubbed his thumb in the top of my right breast. I'm still wearing my bra but my tips aroused. "Heather..." he whined.

A sigh escaped my lips when I felt his other hand kneading the other. I unconsciously arched my back to give him a better contact. His eyes were glowing and it made my body hotter. Beads of fluid were forming on my temple. I muttered his name when I felt a sudden accrual of pressure between my legs.

I was gasping. I was clutching my breath. My laps were unsteady.

I could hear our heartbeats and even that made me turn on so badly. Pinapungay ko ang mga mata't nginisian siya. Aksidenteng dumulas ang kamay ko dahilan para masagi ko iyon. Pero sinadya ko talaga. And shit he's hard... warm and hard.

Ako ang may gawa niyan?

He groaned. He stared at me helplessly. Gumuhit ang matinding torture sa anyo niya. "I look at you and I want to kiss you. You look at me and I want you. I stay in the same bed with you for just three seconds and all my blood goes south. So, don't provoke me, baby... Don't torture me."

Napangiti lalo ako. Tama nga ang hinala ko. Nagpipigil lang siya... kanina pa. Lalo lang tuloy akong naeengganyong ipagpatuloy ang ginagawa. Pero mahigpit niyang hinawakan ang kamay ko.

He took a deep breath to calm himself.  "Heather, if you want to escape... now would be the best time."

Punong-puno ang kanyang mga mata ng pagnanasa. Sa sobrang seryoso rin ng boses niya'y wala sa sariling napatayo ako at mabilis na tinungo ang banyo. Bago ako makapasok ay narinig ko pa ang matigas at malutong na mura niya.

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ILANG ORAS na yata ang lumipas ay nandito pa rin ako sa loob ng CR. Hindi na magkandaugaga si Grant sa pagkatok. May balak na nga yata siyang sirain ang pinto kasi hindi ako sumasagot.

God, ang sakit-sakit ng puson ko.

Tama nga ang hinala ko kanina. Kaya may naramdaman akong kakaiba kasi magkakaroon ako. Ba't ba kailangang babae lang ang makaranas nang ganitong sakit?