[A/N] sa mga magbabasa po, this is a part of a chapter. check the real story on my profile. enjoy reading!
As if on mutual understanding, I left the front door unlocked, same as last night. I lay awake on my bed, staring on the ceiling, trying to slow down my breathing. My heart began its slow sprint of anticipation to what’s going to happen, if there would be one happening tonight.
My senses heightened and increased its sensitivity to every rush of wind, creak and movements in and out of my house, listening and feeling for that particular sound.
The tick of my clock announced the time as 10:00 PM. My anticipation elevated when I heard the creak of the front door opening and closing, the silent padding of footsteps up the stairs and down our hallway. I slowly sat up on my bed, looking at the door where he stopped at the other side of it.
I stood up and waited as he opened the door to my room and closed it with a kick of his foot. He stood there staring at me. His eyes were on slits and his body seemed tight to me. l don’t know but I seemed to noticed his demeanor change tonight than last night. What’s running on his mind? I wonder.
And then he surprised me when me suddenly made his way to me with fast and huge steps and grabbed the hair on my nape, tilting my head as he closed his mouth on mine fiercely.
He tooked the opportunity to thrust his mouth on to mine when a sudden intake of breath escaped from my mouth.
I’m weirded by his change but my body seemed not to care for it instinctively wrapped its arms on his neck, and pulled his head closer to mine, seeking more. I felt him groaning on my mouth making me tighten my hold more.
He pulled me closer to his body letting me know how affected he is to me. Before he did anything, I started to push him gently away from me with a confused look on my face.
I could see anger on his tight jaws but something different behind his eyes. Scared for his reactions, I hesitantly reached my hand and place it dearly on his face.
With small voice, I whispered, “What’s wrong?”
With a sigh, he shook his head, “It’s nothing.”
I looked at his eyes, searching. His resolve of not telling me what’s wrong was clear on his eyes, so I just let him be.
I nodded, still studying him, “Okay.”
He leaned on me again and kissed me with so much gentleness, my heart almost sob. I felt a small force clenching my heart for him, for whatever’s bothering him right now.
I could feel his sadness at every kiss he left on me. I could feel his sorrow in each touch he made as he slowly peeled my clothes off my body. His emotions seeped through my body as he reverently touched every inch of it.
My emotions stirred for him without me commanding them. My kisses returned his with the same emotions, trying to comfort him to whatever’s fussing his mind and emotions. My embraces tried to assured him, as hard as I can, that everything would me alright.
Whatever it was, it only ignited his power over me. After tearing my clothes off and laying them heedlessly, he took a step back and stared hard down on me. He grabbed both of my hands and held it in between us.
“Let’s start your lesson.” He said suddenly, as if he just thrown away his worries to the wind and focused on me and his lesson for the night.
I nodded at him, not sure of my footing on this situation. I’ll just go with the flow and let him lead me down to our destination.
“Let’s talk about pleasure. I’m sure you don’t know how to take pleasure on your body as well as your partners.” He waited a beat, waiting for whatever I need to answer him.
