"Lisandro..." I called his name desperately.
I had no idea that a tongue could make me feel like I was in heaven—I couldn't name this unfamiliar feeling of lust. Who would've known that just his tongue would make me whimper in pleasure?
I arched my back, facing the whole city. My legs became weaker and weaker with every flick of his tongue. He licked and kissed every inch of my sensitive part as if it were my lips he was kissing. His eyes were closed, and his thick brows were furrowed. My legs trembled as my release followed.
He rose up to kiss my lips. Nasasaktan ako sa paraan ng paghalik niya sa'kin. Halos magsugat at magdugo ang mga labi ko, pero wala siyang pakialam don. He kissed me harshly, and he made sure that I'd be drowning in his kisses. Habol ko ang aking paghinga nang bitawan niya ang mga labi ko. His eyes became darker as he looked at me in the eyes. May bahid ng pandidiri ang mga tingin niya sa'kin. He unbuckled his black belt, followed by his black pants and boxer. His huge member sprang freely.
Pakiramdam ko mas lalo akong nanghina nang makita ang kabuuan niya.
Hindi pa 'yon galit, pero kita mo na agad malaki at mahaba ang kaniyang alaga. I'm petite and a virigin... I don't think his madness will fit inside of me—it's huge.
Siguro kung titignan ko mula rito nasa 8 or 9 inches ang kaniyang haba. Napalunok ako sa'king sarili. Ramdam ko ang panunuyot ng aking lalamunan, pati na rin ang namumuong pawis sa noo ko.
Lisandro Giovell Constanzo is naked in front of me. He's standing proudly in front of me. His member is sprung freely as he faces the city light. This man doesn't even care if someone might photograph him naked. He's just proud like that; from his features to his physique, everything about this man is undeniably gorgeous.
His medium-tanned skin complexion made him more attractive; if you're familiar with ''tall, dark, and handsome,'' Lisandro is that man. His hair is naturally brown. His thick brows and sharp jawline made him look ruthless, as did his hazel-brown, deep set of eyes. His pointed nose and bow-cupid lips were naturally red. He has a small scar on his forehead that covers his hair.
This man is really unbelievably gorgeous.
"Open your legs, Stella." He demanded using his rasp and deep voice.
Muli akong napalunok sa'king sarili at dahan-dahan binuka ang aking mga binti. Mukhang hindi siya nasiyahan at nakuntento sa ginawa ko.
He clenched his jaw. "I said, open your damn legs, Stella."
Siya na mismo ang gumawa non. Mas lalo niyang binuka ang dalawang binti ko. He opened my legs so wide that my legs stretched to another level. Bago ay tumayo siya sa gitna ko. Walang sabi-sabi ay pinasok niya sa'kin ang kaniyang alaga. Halos mapunit ang pang-ibabang labi ko sa sobrang pagkagat ko rito. Pakiramdam ko may napunit sa loob ko.
Tears formed in my eyes as he began to thrust me harshly. He didn't wait for me to adjust to his size; he began to rock me fast and rough. Malamig niya kong tinignan sa kaniyang mga mata.
"Are you crying?"
"Bakit ka umiiyak, Stella? Hindi ba't ito naman ang gusto mo? I didn't even force you. Ikaw mismo ang desperadang ibinato ang sarili niya sa'kin."
"Now that you've got my attention, you're fucking crying?" He added ruthlessly as he thrust roughly inside me.
Lumandas ang mga luha sa'king pisngi. Hindi ko mawari ang sakit. Mas lalo siyang nagtiim-bagang sa'kin. Sa sobrang rahas ng ginagawa niyang paglabas-pasok sa'kin ay pakiramdam ko masisira na itong lamesang inuupuan ko ngayon.
BINABASA MO ANG
Carrying the Beast Child (Constanzo Brothers 1)
Narrativa generale[NOT YET EDITED] Stella Kaysyee Gonzales-Vasco grew up longing for her father, who died before she was born. She always looks for a father figure-a father's love and care for someone older than her age. Until it became controllable, it became her o...
