Dark and Dirty

Chapter 3

Madison Ivery

“Please..”

“Do you want me to fuck you, Malen’kiy?” He whispered against my ear. His body is warm and hard against my skin.

The bulbous tip of his length is brushing against my wet and tight entrance. The room was dark, only the light from the small lamp beside the table was lighting the room. I am naked and writhing under him. Hindi ko siya masyadong makita dahil sa kadiliman ng kwarto. He’s kneeling between my legs. I badly want to touch him yet I can’t.

Sinubukan kong igalaw ang aking mga kamay ngunit bigo ako. Naka-posas ang magkabilang kamay ko sa headboard ng kama.

“Eyes on me.” He said hotly as he ran the huge tip on my soaking folds.

I moaned as I felt him put a piece of fabric that I recognized as blindfold over my eyes. Darkness covered my vision as I only felt and smelled him. Without saying anything, he entered me in a solid motion.

“Fuck!”

Humihingal akong napabangon at balot ng pawis ang aking buong katawan. My heartbeat is racing as I felt the sweat roll down my skin.

“Fuck me. I can’t be having wet dreams about my damned stalker.” Daing ko at ibinaba ko ang tingin ko sa aking underwear. It’s goddamn wet and my nipples are painfully erect and taut.

Padabog akong humiga pabalik sa aking kama at ipinatong ang aking braso sa aking pawisang noo. 

“Jeez, what’s wrong with me?” Bulong ko habang nakatitig sa madilim na kisame. It’s been days since the incident at the club happened and at his car..after that night, hindi na siya umalis sa panaginip ko. I always wake up in the middle of the night with my pussy aching and wet and my body covered in sweat. Maybe I am officially losing my mind dahil simula noong gabing nagkita kami ay hindi na siya umalis sa panaginip ko. Dreaming of him is bad, but the worst part is I’m dreaming about him..doing things to me..naughty and very, very dirty things.

I closed my eyes and sighed heavily bago ako tumayo mula sa kama. I quickly changed to an oversized white hoodie and another pair of fresh cotton underwear. There is no way in hell that I would be able to fall asleep again kahit na alas singko pa lang ng umaga. I tied my hair in a messy bun and walked out of my room. My throat is dry yet my down there is wet. How ironic. Nilagpasan ko ang madilim kong salas, nakahawi ang kurtina ng isang bintana kaya tumatagos ang kaunting liwanag ng buwan sa ilang parte ng salas kaya nakikita ko pa kung saan ako pupunta.

I entered the empty and dark kitchen. I blindly reached for the lightswitch and flicked it on. Naglakad ako patungo sa cabinet at umabot ng baso at lumapit sa fridge upang kumuha ng pitsel ng tubig. Matapos akong uminom ay ipinatong ko ang baso sa counter bago umupo at inabot ang personal laptop ko sa kabilang bahagi ng counter. I opened the device and turned it on. 

I yawned as I waited for it to load.

“Jeez.” I muttered as I felt my cheeks heated up nang bumungad sa akin ang webpage ng pòrnsite nang buksan ko ang browser ko. I subconsciously looked around as if somebody was looking at me bago ko ini-ex iyon at nagbukas ng panibagong tab. That was the reason why I have a personal laptop. I let my interns use my separate laptop at work kapag may case kaming binubuo and I can’t afford to have my interns see my search history and see that I’m a one of hella kinky bitch.

I went to therapy for five years to overcome my trauma. It was mandated to me by my parents. I didn’t have a choice but to go and I have no problem with it because I really needed it. I cried, had nightmares and didn’t speak about what happened to me for a year.  I overcame my trauma but I asked my siblings to not ever mention it, ever because I wanted to put it behind me.