Castle Tavern. Lansing, West Virginia.
Cazcoe Vizcarra entered the Castle Tavern, clanking his heavy mid-calf boots upon the solid ground which was made of wood. He walked in an arrogant manner. He wore his light wash jeans like second skin, exposing the muscular shape of his thighs and legs.
The white shirt that covered his torso didn’t do much to conceal the external form of his abdomen and chest. Nakayapos ang tela ng damit sa hugis ng katawan niya.
His hair had a natural light brown color, and his eyes the lightest shade of brown.
But today, he wore a pair of expensive black retro sunglasses.
Alas singko ng hapon at nagtungo siya ng Castle Tavern para magpalipas lang ng oras. Batid niyang maraming pares ng mga mata ang nakasunod sa bawat galaw niya. He was so used to it. Kahit saang panig ng mundo siya magtungo ay nakakakuha siya ng atensyon.
Cazcoe Vizcarra came from old money, from a family that had been called rich for a very long time. His ancestors were the wealthy landowners during the Spanish era. Kabilang sa mga tinatawag na Peninsulares ang kanyang mga ninuno. Mga espanyol na lehitimong ipinanganak sa Espanya, at humawak sa matataas na katungkulan sa gobyerno ng Pilipinas noong panahon ng pananakop.
Purong banyaga ang ama niya at Filipina naman ang kanyang ina. That made him half-Spanish and half-Filipino. He was an only child and his parents adored him so much. Kaya hindi na nakapagtatakang ibinibigay ang lahat ng magustuhan niya, sunod ang luho niya, at wala siyang hindi nakukuha. It was the same with women. Lahat ng natitipuhan niya ay naikakama niya.
Who can refuse the great Cazcoe Vizcarra? He wasn’t only rich, but his physical appearance was exceptional, one to be called striking.
Nag-angat siya ng mukha nang biglang may naglapag ng basong may lamang mamahaling alak sa ibabaw ng kanyang mesa.
“Hi!” Nakangiti ang dalaga. Maliit lang ito. Maybe around 5-feet? May kasingkitan ang mga mata nitong kulay kamagong. Matangos ang ilong. Mapula ang mga labi. Manipis ang katawan pero mahubog ang dibdib at pang-upo. Mahaba ang itim nitong buhok na may malambot na kulot. She definitely looked like a character in comic books and graphic novels with smut contents.
Also, based on what he saw, it was safe to tell that she’s a Filipina with Japanese blood.
“You’re not wrong, peck,” bigla nitong sambit.
“What?” Did she just call him peck? What the hell? At kinumpirma ba nito ang bagay na iniisip niya?
“I mean you’re not wrong. I’m a Filipino-Japanese. My name’s Caridad Satozuka- Arinque. Just call me Caridad.”
Payak siyang tumango. “I’m—”
“I know you. Ikaw si Cazcoe Vizcarra. I think everyone knows you here.”
“At ikaw ang pinakaunang naglakas-loob na makipag-usap sa akin ngayong araw.” Of course there were several women trying to get his attention everyday. Mag-iisang linggo na siya sa Lansing, West Virginia, at halos araw-araw ay nasa Castle Tavern siya. He loved rafting. And Castle Tavern offers not only the finest drinks but also the best rafting experience.
The place gave off that cowboy vibe. Rustic design. Kastanyas ang kulay ng mga kagamitan. Gawa sa solidong kahoy ang sahig. Ladrilyo ang pader na nasa bar counter. May malaking wall-mounted TV. At naka-display ang iba’t ibang hugis ng bote ng alak sa mga eskaparate.
“I own this place. Actually, sa mga magulang ko ito. But I’m basically managing the business. Amin din ang raft trips sa labas. And the house where you’re staying at right now also belongs to us.”
Tumaas ang mga kilay niya. Malakas ang loob ng babae, matapang ito, at hindi kakikitaan ng pag-aalinlangan. Pero hindi nito napukaw ang interes niya. Not when she was practically telling him that her family owns almost everything.
“Okay. Good,” tanging sambit niya at lumagok sa baso ng alak na inilapag nito kanina sa mesa niya. Tumingin siya sa kabilang dako upang ipabatid dito na wala siyang planong palawigin pa ang pakikipag-usap dito. Pero mukhang hindi nito naintindihan iyon.
“Are you single?” she asked, too straightforward.
“No, I’m in a serious relationship right now.”
“No, you’re not. Bakit nagsisinungaling ka? Ayaw mo ba sa akin? I’ve been following you in your social accounts for years! Wala kang steady girlfriend. You’ve been hopping from one woman to another. So, I was thinking… since you’re here… maybe we can spend time and get to know each other?”
“Whoa,” was all that he could say. Mapaglaro siya sa babae, subalit meron din naman siyang inaayawan. At mukhang isa na roon ang babaeng nasa harapan niya ngayon.
He loved hunting women. He was supposed to be the predator. Ayaw niya iyong tila mas maangas pa sa kanya ang dating. She wasn’t boyish, but her aura was too strong for him.
“Okay, Miss. I’ll tell you the truth, I am single, yes, but I don’t find you quite interesting.”
Naningkit ang mga mata ng dalaga. “Dapat na ba akong umiyak?” tanong nito, hindi kababakasan ng pait ang boses. Katunayan ay puno ng sarkasmo ang tinig nito.
“Don’t force it,” aniya sa dalaga, kumakapal ang nararamdamang inis.
Umalsa ang isang sulok ng mga labi nito. She inched closer, practically offering her breasts to him. Wala sa loob na napadako ang tingin niya sa bahaging iyon ng katawan nito. She was displaying her lewd behavior.
Umigting ang panga niya nang maramdaman ang pagkabuhay ng apoy at purong pagnanasa sa loob-loob niya.
“Your body is obviously reacting to mine. I guess I won’t have a hard time trying to get you naked, peck.”
Tease! A pulse twitched in his head. Why the heck does she keep on calling him peck? Nakakainis!
"You're so wrong, Miss. You won't get this--" Itinuro niya ang ibabang katawan, sa pagitan ng mga hita, "--up and hard."
"Wanna bet?" paghahamon nito.
Tumayo na siya at tinalikuran ang dalaga. Nagpanting pa ang tainga niya nang marinig ang mabini nitong paghagikhik. Nagdilim ang mukha niya subalit pilit na lang na inignora ang nagpakilalang Caridad.
PINAGGAPANG ni Cazcoe ang likod ng kamay sa makinis na braso ng babaeng nakasama niya sa rafting kanina lang. Unang tingin niya palang dito, nabatid na niyang may gusto rin ito sa kanya. Her smile was kind of shy. But her eyes revealed her thirst for him. Pagkatapos nilang mag-rafting ay nagbihis lang sila at hinintay niya itong makapag-ayos bago inimbitahang kumain sa Castle Tavern. Katabi lang iyon ng Raft Trips.
“I’m Chloe, by the way,” pakilala nito sa sarili.
“I’m Cazcoe. Just Coe for you.”
Maganda ang hubog ng katawan ng dalaga na nakasuot ng maiksing bestida.
“I’ve always liked women with blonde hair, you know,” aniya.
“Really? Well, I’m blonde… so…”
“Yeah, I like you.”
Napaigtad silang dalawa ng kausap na babae nang tumalsik ang alak mula sa baso na padabog ang pagkakalapag ng kung sino sa mesa nila.
At hindi na siya nagulat nang mapagsino ang dakilang isturbo, walang iba kundi si Caridad.
“Ano’ng ginagawa mo, Miss?” pasimple niyang tanong sa dalaga na may bahid ng inis ang boses.
Ngumisi lang ito sa kanya at yumuko saka inilapit ang labi sa tainga niya. “If you like flirting so much, then why not flirt with me?”
He pulled away, distancing himself from her. “Not interested.”
Kumuyom ang mga kamao nito.
Hindi na niya pinag-aksayahan ng panahon si Caridad at muling ibinaling ang atensyon kay Chloe. Akala niya ay aalis na ito. Pero mali siya. Dahil ikinagulat niya ang pagsapo ng mga kamay nito sa mukha niya.
“Don’t worry, I taste like honey, peck.” Then she kissed him fully on the mouth. Umawang ang bibig niya dala ng pagkahindik at kinuha nito ang pagkakataong iyon upang ipasok ang dila nito sa loob ng bibig niya. Her tongue was so warm and soft, and it was moving erotically inside his mouth.
She wasn't lying when she said that she tasted like honey. Sinusundut-sundot ng dulo ng dila nito ang dila niya, at gumagalugad iyon sa loob ng bibig niya, nagpapahid ng init na may hatid na kiliti. Hinihigop nito ang lakas niya.
Nirendahan niya ang nag-iinit na katawan at pinutol ang halik. Malutong siyang nagmura. “F*ck, Miss! Are you nuts?”
“Don’t tell me you did not enjoy that?” matapang nitong tanong.
“I did not—” Hindi niya natapos ang sasabihin dahil sabay pa silang napatingin sa ibabang parte ng katawan niya. And they saw the huge bulge in his pants. “F*ck. F*ck. This isn't happening.”
“So, you did enjoy it.” She grinned, pleased with herself. “You can’t reject a bad girl so easily, Coe.” Tinapunan nito ng matalim na tingin si Chloe. Natakot ito at mabilis na umalis.
“You’re crazy!”
Tumawa lang ito, tapos ay hinaplos ang baba niya. “The next time you try to hurt my feelings, I’ll cut your skin and make you bleed.”
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