Chapter 40 #jttwbs
And will continue to age with us. Alam ko.
Mapurol ang pagtatangka ko dahil sa kahit anong subok, hindi nito mahiwa-hiwa ang masidhing titigan namin ni Fern. It's like a sin to avert my eyes from his tempting gaze.
He was across with folded arms. Hindi kasi katulad kanina na naging isa ang balat at pawis namin, may mesa nang nakapagitan ngayon.
"Sigurado kang—"
"Hindi ko nga sinadya, Fern," I chimed in too quickly.
His eyebrow twitched upwards as he supressed a smirk.
Kailan ba siya hihinto? Inasar niya kasi ako kanina noong natapos at habang mabilis na naghugas na kami. Sinadya ko raw hindi isarado nang maigi ang banyo. Hindi talaga, 'no!
I was filled with embarrassment which may be the case why I failed to guarantee that the door was thrusted into its frame like how he wholly thrusted in me moments ago.
Nandilat ako sa biglang naalala. Holy shit. Saan nanggaling 'yon?
Pinarinig niya talaga ang malalim na paghinga. "Alright, then. Pero hindi 'yon kasama sa balak ko ngayong araw, ah? Ikaw lang 'tong nangdadakma d'yan bigla..."
Napaubo-ubo ako. "W-Wow, ha?"
Tuwang-tuwa naman siyang napahalakhak. "Oo na, hindi mo sadya lahat ng nagawa mo."
I jerked my chin heavenwards. "'Di ba? Kanina ko pa sinasabi sa'yo."
"Pero 'yung mga ginawa ko sa'yo, sinadya ko."
The scorching sensation that was still fresh in between my thighs hitched up to my head. Hindi ko na lang ipinahalata. I just wrinkled my nose and picked up my utensils.
"Don't let the grace wait, Fern."
Gutom na talaga ako saka may kasama na ring pagkahapo. Kasi naman...
"We already did make it wait, though," he commented, picking up his own utensils. May ngising aso siya nang sumalok ng ulam na niluto ko.
Tahimik na lang akong bumuga ng hangin dahil natakasan na sa wakas ang mabigat na titigan namin ni Fern. Kaso hindi naman ako nakatakas sa alaala.
I looked down on my plate to realize that I wore his trace on my wrists like bracelets. Red in color, and inked... temporarily on my skin but forevermore to my entire being.
He pinned me hard on the mattress as he unleashed his beast. Kaya siguro nakamarka talaga. Duda nga ako na sa palapulsuhan lang mayroon. I didn't check my full bod.
And he's not done wrapping himself on me. Suot ko ang t-shirt niyang umabot sa hita kong halos natakpan ang boxer shorts na syempre ay kanya rin. So I still sensed his touch by means of his fabric even if he was across the table. The feeling made my skin prickle.
Kasi wala naman akong dinala na extra clothes. I can't just wear my utterly soaked panties again after... everything. Malay ko ba kasi na mangyayari 'yon. Hindi ko naman naiisip 'yon, e.
"'Yung Daddy mo kanina."
"Hm?"
Bumuka ang bibig ni Fern ngunit sumara rin agad. Nagtaka tuloy ako at napatigil sa pagkayod ng kubyertos. I watched him lean against the backrest, inclining his head. Napasailalim ako sa masusi niyang klase ng tingin.
Binitiwan niya ang fork at nagtago sa ilalim ng mesa ang kamay. The other one still held the spoon, slowly sliding it back and forth against the side of his finger while thinking deeply.
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