Kiss Me, Cole (Book 2) [ONGOING]

Anna (56-Last Part)

The dictate was said in a growly tone but it still made my lips tremble into a weak smile.

The fingers buried into my hair relaxed its hold and gently massaged my scalp. "Krasivaya baby," he murmured sofly.

The reverence in his voice is evoking something wild within me, making me want to jump and throw myself at him. The way he looks at me chokes me with all the emotions inside me that I cannot express in words. How can a simple glance make me feel like I'm floating in clouds of ecstasy while drowning in quicksand of despair?

"Valya." The name is a prayer—a plea—upon my lips.

Lumuhod ako sa tabi ng kama at mabilis na yumakap sa kanya. He wrapped his arms around me and lifted my naked self to lay on top of him. Hindi ko inalis ang pagkakabaon ng mukha ko mula sa kanyang dibdib at hinayaan lang siyang ayusin ako sa ibabaw niya.

"Lyubimaya moya, Orianna Amador."

Nanayo ang balahibo ko sa narinig at agad na napaangat ng ulo at tinitigan siya.

"Oh, no, you don't. You can't do this to me," I hissed.

Inilayo ko ang sarili ko sa kanya, as far as I could go with his hands still wrapped around my back. Nakailang iling na ako bago ko iyon napansin at napuwersa ang sarili kong huminto.

Tahimik niya lang akong tinitigan na walang pagbabago sa ekspresyon niya sa mukha.

"Bawiin mo ang sinabi mo," pautos kong bulong.

"I don't go back on my word," kalmado niyang sabi. "Especially when I mean them."

"You can't say that to me!" Gusto ko siyang suntukin pero naikuyom ko na lang ang mga kamay ko sa ibabaw ng dibdib niya. "Yawa, Cole. Walang ganitohan."

Sinakop niya ng sariling kamay ang mga kamay kong nakakuyom at maingat iyong pinabuka sa akin. Nang pinaunlakan ko ang gusto niyang mangyari, pinagdaop niya ang mga palad namin at hinila ang mga kamay ko payakap ulit sa leeg niya. He hiked me up higher that we ended up cheek to cheek.

"Lyubimaya moya, krasivaya kiska," muli niyang bulong halos diretso sa tainga ko.

Napapikit ako sa tamis at pait ng koleksyon ng mga salitang iyon.

"Why do you hate me so, Valya?" bulong ko rin.

"Sometimes, baby, I wish I could in fact hate you. But I couldn't. I fucking couldn't! Belatinana. My God, baby, I love you that it hurts."

My tears tasted bitter but I still chuckled with that Akeanon curse he uttered. My V doesn't have the gutter mouth I have, but he's a quick study.

Muli akong nagmulat at itinulak ang sarili ko mula sa kanya sapat lang para muli siyang matitigan sa mata. "Hurts?"

"Yeah," mabilis niyang pag-sang-ayon. "Like a horse kick straight to the heart."

"Good," mabilis ko ring sagot. "Then change your mind. So it wouldn't hurt anymore."

He stared at me sharply. "It doesn't work that way."

"Make it," pilit ko.

"Even if I could, I won't. I like loving you and I plan to keep on loving you and your contrary ass until all the grains of sand in existence melts."

Medyo high-pitched na siya sa dulo which eased the distress I'm feeling. I'm annoying him. Hopefully, I annoy him enough for him to take back all the beautiful words he's telling me that I don't want. Even if I wanted them, which I really don't, I don't deserve them.

Lyubimaya moya. I scoffed at that. I'm Maeve's daughter. We are nobody's one and only love. Or one and only anything. We leave a trail of broken dreams and lives behind us. My V has no business loving me. Gago ba siya?