Sexual desire. Something entirely foreign to me. Desiring a woman. Something I thought I would never feel. Until Gio.
I was never critical of unconventional relationships and it wasn't because I was an ultra-good person but because I was too preoccupied with the complications of my life to care. But, had you asked me a week or two ago if there was even the slightest possibility that I would fall for another woman, I would have vomited in your face in reply.
Yes, I was straight. Was. Straight. Until Gio happened. And now I couldn't even imagine being with a man...or another woman for that matter. It was Gio or no one. Just her and the entirety of her being.
She steered my fingers to undo a button of her shirt...and then another...and then one more until I realized that I was unfastening them on my own.
"All of them," she whispered when I hesitated, her gaze not leaving my face and for the life of me, I felt something inside me stir. "Baby..."
"Yes?" I asked.
"Please?" she pleaded.
I watched my trembling fingers loosen those buttons one by one.
"Good girl," she murmured before she tilted my face up using her thumb to kiss me.
The kiss was relaxed, in fact too slow for my liking. But she took her time – sucking my lower lip, nipping the corners of my mouth, rubbing her tongue against mine, and withdrawing it slowly until I felt like screaming in frustration.
She started moving backward in the direction of the sofa and I gently pushed away from her so she could walk unhindered but she tightened her arms around me.
"No," she issued her protest before passionately taking ownership of my mouth again. She fell back on the seat taking me with her and I tried to get off her lap. "No, Baby, that's where I want you," she objected softly before pulling me closer until I was sitting directly on her crotch. "Comfy?"
I could only nod.
Her shirt was gaping open and I looked away.
"Baby, you've already seen me naked," she gently reminded me as she began touching my face.
I nodded.
She took her shirt off and then removed her undergarment.
I had a feeling that my face would be eternally red.
"Look at me," she commanded tenderly. She cupped my face with both her hands. "Meron ba akong dapat ikahiya sa'yo rito sa nakikita mo?"
"Wala," I replied shaking my head. "Pero, ako 'yung nahihiya..."
"Bakit?"
"Because...because that's you. That's something private."
"And this is all yours. Everything private and sacred to me is yours. No one else owns this, no one else will see me in this state, ikaw lang. Naiintindihan mo ba?"
"Naiintindihan ko," I croaked.
"O, bakit naiiyak ka?" she asked sounding worried.
"Your words just sound so honest and sincere..."
"I am and I will always be honest and sincere with you."
"Kahit sa hubaran?" I kidded.
She softly laughed. "Kahit sa kama."
"'Yan tayo, eh."
She chucked me under the chin before tracing the outline of my lower lip with her finger.
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