CHAPTER 21: A GOOD BYE
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S/K: Nabasa niyo na ang warning ko. This is a general fiction story. PG-18.
LUNA
Nasa loob ng sasakyan ni Dylan at papauwi na sa bahay namin. Hindi maalis ang ngiti sa aking labi habang nakatingin sa aking asawa. Parang nakalutang pa rin ako dahil sa nangyari.
"Why are you smiling like a lunatic?" He said sweetly.
"I'm not smiling." I said, biting my lowerlip.
"Yes, you are." Iiling-iling nitong sabi habang pasulyap-sulyap ito sa akin.
Hinawakan ko ang kamay nito. "Dylan, thank you."
Kumunot ang noo nito. "Why are you thanking me?"
"For loving me back." I said softly.
Naramdaman ko ang pagpisil nito sa aking kamay, napabuntong-hininga ako nang laruin ng mga daliri nito ang engagement ring na naroon.
"No, thank you." He corrected. "For loving me and not giving up on me even if I hurt you too much. Thank you for still loving the beast me."
Inilagay ko ang kanyang palad sa aking pisngi. "Because I know, you're just using the beast Dylan as your trojan horse."
"Trojan horse?"
"Yeah. Deep inside, you're soft, gentle and lovable. Kailangan mo lang ng oras para ilabas 'yon." I smiled.
He chuckled. "Gentle, huh? We'll see."
"Are we still talking about your attitude?" I snapped.
Bumaba ang kamay nito sa aking hita at humaplos roon. "My attitude in what? In bed? I think you're having a mistake there."
"You green minded monster! We're having a serious conversation here. You ruined it. Fuck you." I groaned.
"Oh, I can see you're mad." I held my breath when his hand squeezed my thighs.
Humalukipkip ako at isinarado ang mga hita ko kay naipit ang kamay nito. Itinikom ko ang aking bibig at tumingin sa labas.
"Ouch."
"What?" Matalim ko itong tiningnan.
"You closed your knees." He pouted.
"Because you're annoying."
"Want me to annoy you more?" He smiled devilishly. Tumaas baba ang kanyang kilay.
Nakagat ko ang akong ibabang labi. "Challenge accepted."
Mabilis nitong ipinarada ang sasakyan sa harap ng bahay namin. Sabay kaming bumaba at magkahawak-kamay kaming pumasok sa loob ng bahay.
I moaned against his mouth, clinging to his powerful body, feeling his arousal with a fierce pride in my own womanhood.
Dylan picked me up then, carried me into the bedroom, and laid me gently on the thick quilted bedspread.
He stood over me for a long moment, looking down at me. And for the first time, I looked at him properly, too. He was tan all over—the kind of tan that doesn't come from the sun. Thick hair curled over his broad, muscular chest and down over his flat stomach to his thighs. He was everything a man should be, I thought, finding the courage to look at him intimately and not flinch as his body reacted violently and blatantly to my fixed stare.
He did some staring of his own, letting his eyes slide from my peaked, full breasts, down over my narrow waist and rounded hips to my long, slender legs. Tonight, Dylan was going to make me glad that I was a woman.
He slid down beside me on the bed, arching over me with smiling intent.
"The lights." I whispered, glancing at the table lamps.
"We made love with them on the first time." He reminded me. He slid his lean, dark hand down my body. I gasped and caught his hand, but he shook his head.
"You gave yourself to me." He told me.
"Yes, but...oh!" I arched, shivering, as he touched me and found the key to my fulfillment.
"That's right." He whispered, his eyes heated with pleasure as he watched me respond to his touch.
I cried out and the spasms lifted me helplessly while he watched, his eyes glittering with pride and excitement, until I lay exhausted and trembling, my eyes finding his and widening with shock.
His mouth eased over my breasts and he began to kiss me lazily, waiting until I was relaxed again and responding to the touch of his warm mouth on my skin. I began to tense. My nipples budded under his tongue. I moaned jerkily.
He took his sweet time, drawing it out, teasing my body and my mouth with lazy movements that eventually had me racked with frustrated desire. I sobbed, writhing under his tormenting hands, whispering things I knew I was going to be ashamed of, but helpless to stop them under my lips. He laughed while he roused me, glorying in my headlong response, and my feverish pleading.
When he had me mindless and in anguish, he moved over me and inside me in one long, slow, downward drive, and I convulsed instantly.
He drove for his own fulfillment, confident that I was already past mine before he even began. It took him a long time, all the same, and I went with him every step of the way, my own satisfaction wrung out of me time and time again before the one, final thrust that sent him arching above me in a convulsion that tore an agonized groan from his throat.
He collapsed on me, shivering in the aftermath, too shaken to move, almost too shaken to breathe.
"You tortured me." I murmured. Lumayo ito sa akin at ibinagsak ang sarili sa aking tabi.
He wrapped me closer. "I lost control."
Magkayakap kaming nakatulog dahil sa pagod. Naalimpungatan ako dahil sa pagtunog ng aking cellphone. Inaantok ko iyong inabot at hindi na nag-abalang tingnan kung sino ang caller.
"Hello?" Paos kong sabi.
"Luna? It's me Skyler."
Parang nagising ako nang banggitin nito ang pangalang skyler. Tiningnan ko si Dylan na nakahiga sa aking tiyan at mahimbing natutulog habang natatakpan ng kumot ang ibabang parte ng aming katawan.
"S-Sky? Anong kailangan mo?" Bulong ko.
Ilang segundo itong hindi nagsalita. Narining kong nagbuntong hininga ito. "Are you.. happy?"
"Yes. I am incredibly and undeniably happy, Sky. Dylan learned to love me back." Sabi ko habang hinahaplos ang malambot na buhok ni Dylan.
"I'm glad. I won't bother you anymore. Luna, if he'll hurt you, please come to me."
"He will never hurt me again, Sky." Huminga ako ng malalim. "Makakahanap ka rin ng para sa iyo, Skyler."
"But I will never love her the way I loved you, Luna." Nahalata ko ang sakit sa boses ni Sky. "Good bye, Luna."
"G-Good bye, Sky." Ako na mismo ang pumutol ng tawag. Siya pala yung unknown number na nagtetext sa akin ng 'I miss you'. I hope Skyler will get over me. He needs to find his own happiness and accept the fact that I am not for him.
Ibinaba ko ang cellphone sa may lamesa. Itinaas ko ang kumot hanggang sa aking dibdib. Kumilos si Dylan. Nag-iba ito ng pwesto, gumapang ito paakyat at ibinaon ang mukha sa aking leeg. Nakiliti ako dahil sa tumutubong balbas sa panga nito.
"Luna, ang likot mo." He moaned.
Kinagat ko ang aking ibabang labi. "Sorry."
"Sleep now."
At dahil sa sinabi niya ay unti-unti kong naramdaman ang amtok at sumiksik sa matipunong katawan nito. Pumalupot na rin ang kanyang braso sa aking bewang.
Sana maging maayos na ang lahat.
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UNEDITED.
LAST NA TO. AYOKO NG GUMAWA NG SOBRANG DETAILED NA BS. HAHAHAHAHAA.
Nagdugo ang ilong ko sa english na Bed scene. Gusto ko yung english version para medyo wholesome ng kaunti. Medyo awkward sa akin kung tagalog.
Malapit na. *evil laugh*
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