Love...
My idea of love was a mixture of tragedy and beauty. I could still remember how my true parents both loved each other but their relationship was immediately cut short when an unwanted tragedy happened in our family. But I also witnessed how...
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When I felt his lips against mine, hindi ko na nagawang mag-isip pa kung tama o mali ba yung nangyayari. My eyes automatically closed and relished the feel of his lips, of his kiss. He was brushing his lips very gently, contrary to how he kissed my lips before in the other yacht.
I felt how he opened his mouth and licked my lips with the tip of his tongue, urging me to kiss him back. At tulad noong nasa kwarto niya kami at hinalikan niya ako, I also tried to return his kisses again. I didn't know if the way I was kissing him was right. I just wanted to give myself the pleasure of kissing him back.
His lips felt good and his kiss felt so right for me. I could almost hear the hard and fast beating of my heart. He put his hand behind my head and pressed his lips harder. I heard myself moaned when he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. Napakapit ako sa balikat niya especially when he began teasing my own tongue with his. I put my other hand behind his head also and gripped onto his hair.
Ngayon ko lang naranasan yung ganitong klase ng pakiramdam. He made me almost forgot how to breathe with his kisses. Parang nakalutang yung isip ko sa hangin dahil hindi ako makapag-isip nang tama. The only thing that's left in my mind was the way our lips moved against each other.
"Stop me," he said as he leaned away a little.
I followed his lips and kissed them again. They were so intoxicating. His kisses were so gentle and tender.
He retreated his lips once again. "Katheryne, I said stop me now."
"Huh?" And my eyes slowly widened when I realized that I was already lying on the bed with him on top of me. And my mind went into panic mode when I realized also that his hand was already cupping one of my brēasts inside the shirt that he made me borrow.
Kelan pa niya 'ko naihiga? Bakit di ko man lang naramdaman na naipasok na niya yung kamay niya sa loob ng shirt ko?
Impit akong napatili nang pisilin niya nang bahagya yung dibdib ko. Shīt! Wala nga pala 'kong suot na bra dahil nabasa kanina!
Naramdaman ko yung biglang pag-init ng buong mukha ko. Minamanyak na 'ko pero di ko pa alam! Saan napunta yung utak ko?
I felt his finger rubbed the tip of my nīpple and I almost moan in pleasure.
"I said stop me. Pag di mo pa 'ko pinigilan, itutuloy ko 'to and you won't be able to stop me anymore."
"Manyak ka! Alisin mo na yung kamay mo! Stop na okay?"
"Are you sure you want me to stop?"
"Oo naman! Feeling mo naman di ako magpapapigil dahil nagustuhan ko yung halik mo?"
"Bakit, hindi nga ba?"
"Hindi! Alisin mo na sabi yung kamay mo," I said before squeaking when he suddenly squeezed my brēast. I gave him a deadly glare. "Ryder!"
