When it Rains (Completed)

CHAPTER 19

Rode shotgun in his car again, but this time, he blindfolded me. I don't know where he would take me at this hour. We're going somewhere, though he said it's still part of the cabin resort. Baka balak niyang akong itulak sa bangin, kanina pa tawa ng tawa ang baliw.

His car suddenly slowed down and parked somewhere. I heard his car door open, until the door beside me opened too. He took off my seatbelt and guided me to get off the car. We started walking while I held his hands. Pinagbantaan ko pa siya ngunit tumatawa pa rin ang baliw ulit.

Finally, pinaupo niya ako hanggang sa may nahawakan akong tela na nilatag. He took off my blindfold and I fixed my vision before I glanced around the place.

"Surprise! You like it?"

"Maybe," tipid ko lang na sagot.

So we skipped the campfire over this. Not bad.

He sat beside me and watched how the sun went down into the ocean. We're on a hilltop overlooking the town and the sea. I never knew this view could be prettier than I ever imagined. The sky was golden as the sun shone its rays as if for the last time.

I was enjoying the moment when he covered me in his jacket he put off. "It's a bit windy here. Baka lamigin ka masyado," he said and gave a smile.

My head leaned over his shoulder, with his arm wrapped over my back. This just reminds me of my Papa, who used to take us to the beach and watch over sunsets. Since then, I didn't have to chance to view sunsets anymore, but now, another man in my life took me to show how beautiful sunset is once more.

"Why are we doing this?" natanong ko.

"Just to take you somewhere before we leave."

"No, I mean, why are you doing this for me?"

"Flynn, I'm doing this, not just because I like you, but I wanted to make you feel better—something I'm hoping for. I know I can't just take your fears and face them for you that easily, but all I can do is to give you the happiness you deserve, Flynn, even if the world's against us. Even if you could never give back the feelings I felt for you."

My eyes met his, so golden, and I couldn't help but to stare at his face. It felt like time had slowed down—a familiar feeling I once felt when I was with him. My sight went down on his lips, like it was whispering something, and the only way I could understand it was to lay mine on it. The moment he grabbed my nape to pull me closer to him, I closed my eyes as our lips clashed, bursting this heat out of my chest.

We took turns, and I grabbed his nape like he did. All that I could hear was our lips clashing in the middle of nowhere, until we halted, catching our breaths. The beat in my chest was so loud, and I was wondering if he was feeling the same as mine. My hand traveled to his chest, surprising me with the loud beat underneath his sweater.

I just laughed, knowing we're feeling the same at this moment. He caressed my cheeks and leaned his forehead on mine. "Promise to be happy, okay? You look better when you smile."

He took my hand and let his fingers intertwine with mine. I know, parang may mali sa ginagawa namin pero kumakapit na ako sa kanya. Wala na akong takas. Hindi ko na kayang bumitaw pa.

We glanced at the sunset once more before it finally sank into the ocean. Bago pa lamunin ng dilim ang lugar ay umalis na kami. We drove down the hill and went back to our cabin. He couldn't let go of my hand until we went into our cabin, until he pulled me again to lay his lips on mine once more. I became addicted to his, couldn't stop myself until he moved his lips on my neck.

From that moment, his touch started to electrify me, losing myself in control. He brought me to our bedroom we were sharing and laid me on the bed. He went over me, staring until he spoke. "Should we do this? We could stop it if you don't want to."

"You started this. Don't kill the momentum or I'll kick you out of the room."

"If you say so."

Our lips met again but this time, it became more intimate, putting pressure I didn't mind much. His hands traveled beneath my shirt until he finally undressed me. He took off his shirt, showing off his body that I'm starting to adore. It's like it had its own gravity that pulled me until I laid my hands on his skin.

I've seen him many times without his shirt, but that was the first time I became so into his body until I started to devour his chest. My tongue moved over his nipples that made him moaned in pleasure. His voice pleased me so much that I kissed his skin across his chest until I went down to his chiseled abs. Guess, he's been a gym-goer for a long time.

On the floor I knelt, playing around with his belly button. I haven't reached it yet, but every breath he takes is heavy, as if he's trying to resist something. And sh*t, he still smelled so good.

"Can you handle it?" he asked, and I just knew what he was referring to.

"Maybe."

Then, he started to unbutton his pants, and I couldn't contain my excitement anymore. There I saw a bulge in his underwear like something was trying to escape underneath it. He's so turned on already.

My hand stroked his bulge, teasing him. "Sh*t, Flynn," he cursed, and kept on cursing my name.

"Do you like it when I make it so mad?" I teased as I kept stroking his underpants.

"He wants to meet you now, Flynn."

All of a sudden, he pulled down his underpants, nearly slamming my cheeks with his standing manhood. "F*ck."

It's so clean. What surprises me, he still smells so good down here. But in no time, he grabbed my head with both hands, letting in his manhood on my mouth. He moaned as it met my tongue—starting playing around its head. I held its body and then, I started blowing it slowly. F*ck, ang haba.

My saliva lubricates every blow I make, until I found myself stroking it so fast. I enjoyed hearing every curse he said as I played his manhood. It didn't last long when he stopped me. "I want it inside of you."

We went to bed again, and this time, he completely undressed me. All of our clothes are scattered on the floor, and there's just the two of us, naked. He took his turn—devoured my skin, from my neck to my chest. He kissed my chest better than I did to him. I couldn't help but let out moans with every movement of his lips, until he spread my legs and reached my hole, playing his tongue on it.

"F*ck, Patrick," I cursed.

He grabbed something from the drawer and saw a bottle of lubricant he poured onto his fingers. His index finger went in first—a bit painful yet it gives the pleasure I still enjoyed, with every pull in and out inside me until he went in his two fingers.

I kept moaning and cursing his name out loud, holding onto the bedsheet and headboard.

When he finished playing, I saw sachet of condom he tore, putting his manhood into it.

"Just wanted us to be safe," he said and kissed me once more before I finally laid on the bed and spread my legs, putting them over his shoulders.

Its head met my hole, caressing—teasing me just like I did. "F*ck me, Patrick. F*ck me."

Then I felt his warm manhood started to enter gently, but it made me moan in pain once more. I cursed, catching my breath after letting out moans. "I'll be gentle, promise."

"Keep going."

He kept going in until its entirety finally went inside my body, letting me out the loudest moan I did. "F*ck it, f*ck!"

He started to move, pulling in and out his flesh inside me. The pleasure burst out so much heat from my body, and found myself dripping in sweat. The bed was screeching every time we move, switching positions—didn't care how loud we were at the moment.

This felt so different. I could feel how genuine he was towards me—every kiss, touch, and words he let out.

"I love you, Flynn," he whispered as his final move made me squirt out from my manhood.

He laid beside me, caressed my cheeks. The last thing I remembered was him kissing my forehead before I finally lost my consciousness.