Mercedez 3: Wildfire Games

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Girlfriend

"Wohooo! Pour that on me now, Ylan!"

He chuckled and dropped a peck on my lips before pouring the bottle of Singleton Whisky on my mouth. I was like a hungry bitch looking up waiting for the whisky to burn my throat, ironically, quenching my thirst as if I was in a desert for a decade.

"Fucking hot, Hali." He whispered before putting a slice of lemon on his mouth. He drew his face closer to mine so I could meet his mouth with mine. Kaagad kong kinagat ang lemon na naipit sa gitna ng mga labi niya at sinipsip iyon.

"Oh, damn," he hissed before dropping that piece of lemon to his palm. "My lips need your sucking more."

Napatawa ako at sinuklian ang namumungay niyang mga mata bago kinabig ang batok niya para halikan siya nang malalim na kaagad niya namang sinunggaban.

I could hear the loud cheers of our friends around us but hell, the upbeat club music is louder and it made me wilder!

"Too much salt," he groaned when I paused a bit to talk. I'm not sure now if it's because I bit his lower lip or if it's because I complained about the amount of salt he put on his wrist kanina bago ko nilagok yung whisky.

"What do you expect?" I moaned when he gave my left butt cheek a good squeeze. "I was annoyed that you chose my wrist instead of my neck." I laughed but it immediately died down when he sucked my tongue.

We were kissing wildly while we were already walking somewhere. Grabeng multi-tasking! We're kissing, walking, touching each other and partying! That's why this is my favorite man, he's just as untamed as me! Kahit ilan pang lalaki ang dadaan sakin, o kahit ilan pang babae ang dumaan sa kaniya, we just always come back to each other.

Ylan is my bestfriend. We do fun things together, with no strings attached. He's just so convenient for me.

In contrary to my friends, cousins and parents, I... so don't feel love—I mean, I believe in it and I feel it from those people I love like my family and friends but that's it. It just doesn't happen to me. I... don't feel it for my boyfriends. That's why I have a very long list of ex-boyfriends. I was attracted to them and I thought it was love. Until the attraction fades. I make out with them a lot. But everything changed when Ylan and I had this deal when I turned eighteen. I started to identify that what I felt wasn't love and that I could use it to my advantage.

He was this wild young boy who is as curious as me and curiosity led us to making out and having a good fuck. We're both each other's first and only fuck. But we always make sure we're both safe that's why we only fuck with each other although we both date around. We had this deal for years now. It's only us in a bubble and no one else could pop it.

Our closest friends knew that we're just bestfriends and fuck buddies. But still, they are expecting us to level up this relationship but I already made it clear that I don't want lifetime commitments. It's just not my thing. I love seeing it with others but I don't see it for myself.

I don't see myself falling in love or having my own family! I just see myself having fun and that's all. I don't want a life with no excitement. I don't want to have a boring life! This is the fun that I've always wanted. This is the only fun that I want.

"Damn it, Haliya Wedden!"

We both moaned as we came together. Silence stretched a bit as we laid on each other's sides.

"When are you going to settle down?" I asked, calming down a bit from panting.

"Why? Do you want us to stop?" He answered wearily. He can't be tired just from a round! What the heck?