“Babe,” he murmured.
I removed his shirt before he nuzzle my neck. I love the feeling of what he is doing to me. He's making me feel the feelings that I have forgotten and it's like it's new to me.
“He's my ex… and my first,” I muttered between our kisses.
He paused, leaving my lips. Ipinagdikit niya ang mga noo namin habang nakapikit siya. He heaved a sigh and didn't speak before moving back to his seat on the floor.
“He's my ex, mister,” I reapeated, sitting up facing his side.
I still didn't hear anything from him. Instead, he reached for the bottle and drank all the alcohol inside it.
“Hindi ka man lang ba magsasalita?”
I waited and silence speak for him. Yes, I really can't be with him. He don't want to try to understand me. And why would I expect for a great future with him? What kind of disgusting hormone urges and pushes me to think that he can be the one? He's just a horny stranger, fuck me! If I know, sex lang naman talaga ang habol niya. Tss, I would never, ever think of changing for the best. I'll play until I can't. I'll stay making men drool over my hotness and leave them having blue balls that they'll never forget. They are pissing me off.
Tumayo na ako para pumunta sa kuwarto ko dahil sa gusto ko nang matulog at medyo nahihilo na rin ako. Ayaw ko nang uminom at baka lalo lang akong mainis lang sa kaniya, mabigwasan ko pa, sayang naman ang gwapo niyang mukha. He just watch me walk into my room. Bahala siyang magpakalunod sa alak diyan nang mag-isa. Kung masamang tao man siya at magnakaw, ayos lang, madaling palitan ang nanakawin niya. Kung papatayin niya ako, eh, 'di maganda! Pero mas maganda kung sa sarap.
“Just turn off the lights when you leave.”
Pero hindi pa man naaabot ng kamay ko ang doorknob ay namatay na ang ilaw. Ay, gago? Kaloka, lakas ng tama mong gago ka ah. Bastusan ba ang hanap mo? Well, kung ganoon lang din naman pala ay suko na agad ako, panalo na siya, mas bastos siya eh.
“The heck?! You crazy, horny freak!” I groaned.
I roam my hands and search for the knob and finally, I opened the door. I am now searching for the light switch inside my room when I felt a cold hand pulls my arm.
“Fuck! Oh, my goodness! God, help me! Ayaw kong mamatay sa takot! 'Wag naman ganito! Hindi pa nga ako nakakapag-uwi ng matinong hotdog sa bahay ni dad. Oh, for my father's sake, ayaw kong mamatay nang walang batang mag-aalaga sa a— Puta! Tangna, ang lamig ng—”
“What are you saying?” he asked full of laughter as he opened the lamp beside us.
I stared at him as I process the moment. Blink once, blink twice, blink thrice. Eh, bakit kasi ang lamig ng kamay niya???
I frown, “What are you still doing here?”
“Don't you want me to cuddle with you?” he grinned as his hands pulled me on my waist closer to him.
I arch my brow, “Anong drama 'yan? Kanina lang, dinaig mo pa ang batang hindi nakadede sa ina niya kung makasimangot ka, tapos ngayon — Fuck you!” I felt his fingers inside my undies, fondling me already.
Dios mío, dos por dos! Bakit ako pa ang napili niyong pag-trip-an? Kinakarma na yata ako. Pinahihirapan ko nga ang mga lalaki, sinuklian naman ako ng isang tulad nito. I need to get rid of him.
“I'd be glad if you do.”
He even did chuckled! Fuck him talaga. Papa-fuck ko siya sa mga beks eh. 'Wag, sayang pala. Papapapak ko na lang siya sa mga langgam para masaya. Dinaig pa nito ang buntis na sobrang OA kung makapagpakita ng mood swings. Ang kapal. Ang yabang! Nakakainis — Ughhh! Fuck!!!
“Oh, G–God. Ah, stop it!” I pushed him.
He lick his finger which he had used to molest my pussy and had been covered by my orgasms. Ang baboy! Well, it's so sexy for him to do that.
“What?” he asked but doesn't truly giving a fuck to what I have said.
He pushed me on my bed and continued giving me pleasure by his touches and kisses. At hindi naman daw ako pumalag? Bait. Palakpakan.
“Are you ready?” he whispered on my ears before he get on his feet to undress himself.
Tangna, nakakagago na 'to ah! Akala ko ba galit siya? Teka, tangina niya, bakit siya magagalit? Sa anong kadahilanan? Pusang gumagala naman oh! Wala siyang karapatan. Wake up, Martina. Ano ba 'tong pinapasok mo? Ano nang nangyari sa beauty and standards mo? Kailan mo lang siya nakilala — I mean, nakita kasi hindi mo siya kilala, tapos hinahayaan mo siyang kayanin ka? Siguro kasi napapagod na rin ako? Napapagod na akong magpakatanga sa idea na alam ko namang matagal nang hindi nag-e-exist sa mundong ito? At tanggapin na lang kung ano ang nasa harap ko? Anong paniniwala na naman 'yan? Puta, natamaan ka na ng lintik. Kadiri ka, ang cheesy mo, sobra pa sa sobra. Yuck! Ew!
“You are, aren't you?” he again asked as soon as he took all of his clothes off except for his boxer shorts.
“Ready na sana kung kanina mo pa ako hinubaran. Saka, bakit naka-boxers ka pa? Puwede bang tanggalin mo na?” inis na sabi ko. Hindi lang inis, inis na inis.
Ang daldal mo talaga. No, ang landi mo, Martina! Kababae mong tao, ganiyan ka. Shhh!
“I'll undress you fast enough,” he chuckled as he joined me on my bed.
Pumatong siya sa akin at tumitig nang para bang ine-examine ang mukha ko. 'Yung mga mata niya, gosh, ang gwapo niya — ang hot niya sa tipsy look niya. Ang sexy, oh, my. Namumungay ang mga mata niya, ang tangos ng ilong niya, ang kissable ng lips niya. 'Yung cheeks niyang namumula-mula.
His mouth opens, “Can you….”
I didn't bother hearing his words, I just pulled him for a kiss and he passionately answer it. I smirked. He really love letting woman dominate sometime, and I'll make him love me more. My body, I mean, don't think otherwise, we're not serious here.
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Escaping Strings
Romance= Tempted Series 1 = No strings attach, But you happen to change it. All the strings attach, I don't think I can handle it. Martina Fortalejo's story from Tempted Series. Note: Be open minded. Remember, Plagiarism is a Crime. © March 11, 2018 - July...
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