Disobedience

Chapter 36: Happy-ship

Kimberly Jane

He was doing pushups while his eyes were on my àss. My feet are thumping against the treadmill conveyor. My eyes were on the T.V mounted on the wall.

Hindi ko naman maiwasang matawa nang sumulpot siya sa gilid ng treadmill ko. He was shirtless and so I could freely see how the droplets of sweat were covering his entire taut and toned body. His tattoo of my lipstick mark glistening on his chest. He started pushing buttons to slow me down until it stopped.

"What are you doing?" Natatawa kong tanong sa kanya.

He grinned and caught me by the waist. Napatili naman ako nang buhatin niya ako na parang sako ng bigas sa kanyang balikat.

"Elijah! We just...finished doing it. You can't possibly be up again." I scolded him with pink cheeks. My face resting on his rippling back muscles.

He smacked my àss as he carried me.

"I am but that's not what I want." He said and laid me on the rubber ground. He then got on top of me and supported himself with his popping biceps and with that handsome smirk, he pushed down and so our faces were an inch apart.

"Kiss me, baby."

I giggled and pressed my lips on him. He pushed up again and every time, he would push down, he would kiss me. His sweaty and hard abs brushing against my tummy.

"Ang landi-landi mo." Natatawa ko namang sabi sa kanya.

For the past week, he has been staying at my house. It has been filled with silence and cold walls and that changed when he came into my life. My house became a home because of him. Every corner of it reminds me of him. The living areas have been filled with our moments.

It was filled with laughs, jokes, and mostly my moans because he's that good of a lover. I ended up admitting to him that there was never another man. I paid for it on my knees and while bent over.

Now, I am in front of the kitchen burner. We just finished our "workout" which literally consisted of ninety-percent flirting. I was mixing some sweetened grains with water since I was making him some protein oatmeal.

Napalingon naman ako sa likuran ko nang marinig ko ang Pony ng Ginuwine. Napakagat naman ako sa pang-ibabang labi ko nang makita ko na nakaipit ang phone niya sa garter ng itim na shorts niya. Since he just lifted weights ay mas malaki ang kanyang mga braso. His abs are still glistening with sweat habang nakatago ang kanyang basang buhok sa kanyang cap na nakabaliktad.

He was swaying his hips like a male stripper. I was blushing and laughing at him.

I shook my head and pretended to ignore him but he came up behind me and put his arms around my waists.

"Ano ba..." He kissed my cheek. The sexy song is still playing. "I'm cooking, darling."

He chuckled and paused the song before holding me again.

"Sorry, I can't seem to stop touching you...." he planted a kiss on my bare shoulder. "...I can picture you, just like this, in our future big house....cooking and taking care of our kids." He said, his hands resting on my belly, slowly caressing my skin.

I wanted that, too but...

My heart clenched and I looked away. He could already see our future but I still couldn't. Even though I badly wanted to include him in it, the complications of my own uncertain future wouldn't seem to allow it.

Instead of answering, I took the warm spatula and dipped it in the pot. While his chin was resting on my shoulder, I brought the sample of the food to his red, plump lips.