Pinauna niya ako. I can feel his burning stares at my back. Sana lang hindi niya mapansin ang nanginginig ang mga binti ko.
Dumiretso ako sa may sala. Pumihit ako paharap sa kanya at nagulat ako ng sobrang lapit ko na sa kanya, I stepped back but he instantly pulled my back to his body.
We looked at each other, and I've never seen him this hurt. His eyes are begging me for something.
I heaved out a sigh and with the litlle courage that I have, I caressed his cheek with my one hand. He instantly closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of my palm.
"Are you here to take me back?" He whispered, begging.
"I will always be willing to wait for you." He continued.
I was actually shocked to hear this from him. Pakiramdam ko ang sama ko sa kanya dahil ang bilis kong bumitaw, pinaparamdam niya sa akin na okay lang na siya ang maghintay.
Umiling ako sa kanya, this is not what I signed up for. Ayoko siyang nagdududa sa kung ano man ang meron kami. Dumaan ang takot sa kanyang mga mata.
"I'm sorry. This isn't what I wanted you to feel." I said it sincerely.
"Then, take me back now." He straightly said. His piercing eyes reached my soul.
I closed my eyes, at unti-unting tumango. I heard him chuckle and slowly met his glistening eyes.
Agad niya akong sinalubong ng kanyang mga halik. He held my jaw and kissed me aggressively. He still tastes like cigarettes and rum. At dahil doom ay muntik ko ng mabitawan ang hawak kong box ng cake.
I kissed him back but I immediately stopped when I realized why I am here. Iniwas ko ang tingin sa kanya at kaagad rin naman siya tumigil. I was gasping for air but he remained the same, pinagdikit niya ang mga noo namin.
I missed him so bad.
"Happy birthday." My voice was airy.
"Hmmm..." He kissed my forehead and grabbed the box of cake from me.
Linapag niya ito sa center table at muli akong hinalikan sa labi. My hands automatically encircled his nape as he kissed me fully on the lips. I could feel his tongue seeking entrance and I opened up for him. Mas humigpit ang pagkakapulupot ng kanyang mga kamay sa baywang ko.
I moaned his name and I just found myself lying on the sofa with him on top of me. Bumaba ang kanyang mga halik sa aking panga patungo sa aking leeg. I gave him access as he ran his nose back and forth with his wet kisses.
"Sandro..." I moaned his name as I felt him unbuttoning my shirt while still kissing my neck.
"Yeah, not here." He stopped and looked at me, while my upper body almost naked.
We are now both breathing heavily. Magkahiwalay na ang aking hita habang nakapagitna siya. He looked at me with burning stares and I knew he wanted more.
But that was my cue, agad akong napahiwalay sa kanya at napatayo. Inayos ko ang butones ng damit ko kahit na nanginginig na ang mga daliri ko.
But it was all halted when he gently grabbed my jaw again to kiss me. He is so aggressive. Kailangan pa naming mag usap ng matino, not this one!
Agad niya akong sinandal sa pader at mas lalo akong inatake ng kanyang malalalim na mga halik. Halos hindi ko na siya masabayan. I shrieked when he suddenly carried me, my legs around his hip as he carried me upstairs.
He automatically kissed me as he carried me. And I can't help myself but kiss him back too. I can feel his arousal hitting my spot with each step and I would let out moans everytime it hits me. Hanggang sa naramdaman ko nalang ang paglapat ng likod sa kanyang kama.
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Loving Sandro Gunner Esquivel
RomantizmShe was His. That is what she thought. May hangganan rin pala ang lahat, and that includes his love for her. She was his reminder of her best memories while she became the reminder of his ugly past.