He's Not Mine To Keep [COMPLETED]

Chapter 25

*Chapter 25*

"Rage—" Damn, ayaw pa akong pakawalan!

He was still gripping my one hand on his chest so I placed the other on the bed to prevent myself from totally crashing into his body. For a man who has burning fever, he's too strong for this!

Nagawa kong ilayo ang mga labi ko sakanya ngunit hinabol niya lang muli ito at mas diniin pa ang pagkakahawak sa batok ko.

Oh Paris, don't respond, don't respond, please...

"Hmmm..." he moaned, and that's where I lost my strength.

He managed to pull me in the bed and rolled us over. His tongue entered my mouth and started wandering every part of it. I bit his lower lip when I felt his hands caressing my body.

I felt his hot temperature in my mouth and that didn't even stop me from responding.

We were fighting tongue to tongue when his hand reached my breast. I gasped and arched my back as I felt him squeeze it.

His kisses went down on my neck. He licked and nipped my neck slowly as if he's taking his time to please me. I bit my lower lip trying to suppress my moans. Those were just simple kissing and touching but it felt like I am already soaked down there.

His palm went down to my stomach and I instanly wrapped my hands on his neck and that's where I came back to my senses. He's still burning with fever! He is damn sick!

He was about to reach my legs when I pushed his chest and stop his hand from reaching its destination.

"Y-You're sick," I said. Pero parang hindi niya iyon narinig.

"I can manage," he tried to kiss me again, kaya iniwas ko ang mukha ko at bahagyang tinulak muli ang dibdib niya.

"Rage, you're sick," ulit ko. Saglit siyang tumigil at kalaunan ay napabuntong hininga. He removed his hand and slowly slept beside me.

I tried to calm myself before getting off the bed. His gaze followed my every move.

I walked towards his side table. Kinuha ko sa maliit na basin ang bimpo at piniga ng bahagya. I sat again on the edge of the bed. He was still looking at me intently and my heart is freaking out again. I cleared my throat.

"Alisin mo ang damit mo." Pero hindi siya nagsalita o gumalaw. He just kept on intently staring at me. Darn! Stop staring!

Kaya naman ako na ang nag-insist na tanggalin ang damit niya. He then cooperated. And oh heavens, the famous Rage Escareal is lying in front of me, half naked, with his intense stare glued on me.

Oh tukso, layuan mo ako!

I cleared my throat again and started wiping the wet towel to his body, starting to his neck, down to his chest, to his arms... darn, tama pa ba 'tong ginagawa ko?

I gulped when it reached his abs. Nagulat pa ako nang bahagya nang hinawakan niya ako sa baba ko. He made me look at his face.

"You can touch them. Besides, their all yours."

Shit! Huwag kang kiligin, Paris, huwag! Hindi pwede!

"Your cheeks are turning red. You know, you can still change your mind. I told you, I can manage." He said it like he's really serious about it.

"Shut up." I shouted that made him smile a little.

"What? I'm telling the truth, alright." Bakit ba bigla siyang naging madaldal? Kanina halos hindi na niya mabuhat ang sarili niya.

"You seem okay now. Pwede na siguro kitang iwan—"

He suddenly alerted and gripped my hand again. Napalunok siya.