With a delicate touch, Bada gathers the strands of my hair, slowly lifting them away from my back.
They fall gracefully, like a silken waterfall, down my right side. She leans in, and her warm breath entwines sensuously with the sweet fragrance of my hair.
In that moment, a quiver of anticipation courses through my entire being, setting my senses ablaze with longing.
She caresses my ear with the tip of her tongue and she murmurs, "Didn't you know that you're scent is the calmness in the midst of my chaos mind, Kathreen?"
My scent?
But what does that exactly means?
"I want the world to know that you are mine. You are mine and mine alone," Her voice, filled with possessiveness and adoration.
The sensation of her nose, like a soft whisper, gliding past my ear and down the curve of my neck sends an electrifying thrill through my entire body.
She proceeds to give a series of featherlight, sensual kisses upon my shoulder, each one igniting a fire of desire within me, as if every touch were a promise of a love that was beautifully and irrevocably ours.
"Yes, Bada... I'm only yours, " I respond, enhanted by her spell.
She places her index finger at the nape of my neck, her touch agonizingly deliberate as she achingly, slowly drags it down my spine.
Her fingernail lightly grazes my skin, sending a tingling shiver of sensation through me that seems to make the time stand still.
As I close my eyes, I'm enveloped by the overwhelming sensation of her soft, warm lips caressing my skin. It's a cascade of affection and yearning that electrifies every nerve in my body.
With every passing moment, my breathing undergoes a profound transformation, becoming shallow and rushed, thick with the palpable weight of expectation.
Her fingers deftly find their way to the straps of my dress, and as if savoring each tantalizing second, she slowly pulls it down.
Meanwhile, her lips continues licking, kissing, and softly sucking their way across to my other shoulder. The slow pace of her movements is tortuously beautiful and delicate.
Her mastery in this art of seduction is intoxicating, and my body quivers in response.
I begin to squirm ever so leisurely beneath her touch, my every nerve alive and resonating with an undeniable yearning for more.
In just a few heartbeats, I found myself naked, utterly vulnerable, and poised to surrender to her once more.
Bada loosened her collar before unbuttoning her white longsleeves top. She then discarded her bralette, baring her beautiful form in all its splendor and then sensuously unzipped her pants.
As she throw her clothes to the ground, the air seemed to grow heavier with desire. Yet, I gasp in surprise and was caught off guard!
She sits before me, not clothed in her usual undergarments, but instead, she's wearing a striking black harness cinched snugly around her waist.
My initial confusion was quickly replaced with widening of my eyes as my gaze met something altogether unexpected.
In her grasp, she held what appeared to be a male thing. In that moment, the boundaries of pleasure and anticipation blurred into a thrilling unknown, and I felt an irresistible pull toward a world of exploration and intimacy I had never done before.
"It's a strap on with bent dild*" she says. Malamang napansin niyang bago ito para sa'kin.
"A-ano? Strap, what?" I am so speechless right now! My heart is racing so fast!
"A. Strap. On. With. Bent. Dild*" She repeats her words, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on me as she responds.
I flushed infront of her, "are you going to—"
"Yes." She utterd still looking directly into my eyes like she's not even embarass about it! "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." She grins.
What?! She'll be.. what?!
Suddenly, a furrow creases her brows as she peers at me, indicating sign that she's noticed my discomfort.
"You have to trust me, Kathreen," she asserts, her eyes now filled with determination and a genuine hope that I can sense.
It's clear that she deeply desires to do this with me.
My own apprehension floods in, I have never done something like this to anyone before. Not even when I was dating Samuel, my ex.
I may have sent him my nudes but he never touches me and tho I've explored my own desires through self-pleasure too, but the thought of introducing that foreign object inside me, feels intimidating. Besides, it looks solid or is that silicone?
Will it hurt? Will I bleed? A thousand questions swirl within me as I grapple with the uncertainty of what lies ahead.
However, in that moment, Bada's lips met mine once again and all the doubts and inquiries seemed to dissolve into the background.
The intensity of our kiss communicated a silent assurance that I needed to put my trust in her.
BINABASA MO ANG
BADA LEE as Your Deranged Stalker
Romance"When a serial psychopath killer falls in love"
