Chapter 13 - Nilunok na Sago

"You will always remember your first Cece," he whispered in my ear. "And when you do, I'll always be there."

The feathery strokes of his tongue as he nibbled my ears sent me into a burgeoning frenzy. Eto na yun, sa wakas matitikman ko na rin ang kadakilaan ni Teacher Kim. Ang ilang taon kong pagnanasa ay umabot na sa kaniyang kama.

He was gentle. Habang ang kaniyang mga labi ay abala sa mga halik sa aking leeg at tenga, marahan naman niyang ibinaba ang zipper ng aking hoodie at hinubad ito sa akin. I was wearing my favorite emerald silk spaghetti strap top inside. Dahil sa pagkalutang at gulantang ko kanina na dumating siya bigla sa bahay, nakalimutan ko nang magbra.

'My hot and delicious Teacher Kim beamed when he found out what was missing in my outfit. He gently cupped the soft roundness of my breasts and kneaded it lightly. I turned meek at the contacts of his hand; I tucked my hair behind my ear; my vision, hazy; my lips, parted with acute surge of desire. I was palpably turned-on.

"You have gorgeous breasts, Cece," he said in a low voice while teasing my nipples with his fingers, feeling the soft silk fabric. Nahiya ang mga mata ko at napakagat labi na lang ako sa sarap na nadarama ko.

Inilapat ko ang isang kong kamay sa dibdib niya at pinaglakbay ko ito pababa sa hulma ng mga pandesal sa abs niya. Napalunok ako ng tuyot sa 'di ko mapigilang pagnanasa.

He cupped my face at iniangat niya ito sa direksyon ng mga tingin niya. Marahan niyang hinimas ang aking pisngi at saka niya inilapit ang kaniyang mukha para halikan ako. His kiss was gentle but with a fierce flare of yearning. It was a long, liquid kiss that rushed lust throughout my body.

Hindi na ako mapakali, despite the zero space in our current position, I wanted to be even closer to him. Ipinalibot ko ang mga braso ko sa leeg niya na siyang sinundan din niya ng pag-angat sa aking mga hita at ipinalibot ito sa kaniyang baywang.

He paused from the torridness of our kiss, he sighed and gazed into my eyes. "Ugh! Cece, what am I gonna do with you?"

"Errr, bring me to bed?" I answered with such naivete. He snickered.

He glanced to the bed then back at me. "You know, beds are my least favorite place to fuck."

I curled my lips. "Errr, the kitchen?"

My sex god laughed with such beautiful distinct notes. It was erotic and utterly salacious, but at the same time, it damn hell made him the ultimate prince charming too - he was charming and princely.

"Oh, Cece.. You make my dick scream for pleasure."

"I'd love to give it then." My voice, again, red in stilleto.

Upon reaching the bed, he expertly and gracefully kneeled down and walked up the bed, my legs still wrapped around him at ipinagpatuloy lang niya ang mga mapupusok niyang halik sa akin.

With such fluid briskness, he took off his gray sweater and then my top; ang pagkakadikit ng aming mga hubad na katawan ay nagdulot sa akin ng matinding kalibugan.

His hand continued kneading my breast and my buttocks while simultaneously trailing kisses from my collar bone to the pink plumness of my areolas. He was relentless. He sucked my nipples so intensely, I arched my back and moaned at the tingling pain of sensation.

Unti-unti, nagiging mapusok na ang kaniyang mga galaw. Inihiga niya ako sa kama at nagpatuloy siya sa kaniyang mga halik. We were in a missionary position. Ang tigas ng kaniyang ari ay humihidhid sa namamasa kong hiwa habang nakadagan siya sa ibabaw ko. Lalo namang nanigas at nangibot sa pagaasam ang sabik kong hiwa when he started moving his hips against mine.

Napapasabunot na lamang ako sa madulas at malambot niyang buhok dahil sa tindi ng init at pagnanasa namin sa isa't-isa.

I cried inside when he pulled out from his sensational kisses and rose a little further up away from me. My breathing halted into a stop; my forehead creased, but it was only short after when I realised what he was going to do next.

He gaped at me and my naked upper body with fierce desire. Then, his fingers slipped on either side of my jogger's garter and pulled it down in such titilating manner.

His eyes glinted, like he saw something funny. "No bra.. and, now, no panties?" his brows pulled up together, his eyes were enquiring. "If I hadn't known better, I'd think you were certain that I will fuck you tonight."

I bit my lower lip and smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't certain but I thought.. I'd still gonna make you fuck me anyway."

He arched his brows, stunned, then he laughed amusely. But I was dumbfounded with myself at what I said.

"And, you told me to stop wearing panties," I added.

"Good girl."

I was deeply aroused but feeling a little self-conscious at the thought that I was completely exposed; my young body, barenaked in a stranger's bed. No matter how perfect the stranger was, this was still very unusual. I have never let myself be seen by the public eyes with so much skin revealed, not even in a bathing suit.

"You have a beautiful skin, Cece," he hissed and sighed. "I want to be all over you, kiss you, lick you, taste every bit of you."

The narcotic power of his eyes and his voice led me to a world were only pleasures existed. I was so horny. "Do it," I whispered.

Patindi na ng patindi ang kirot ng umaasa kong hiwa. He lifted my feet up and gave feathery kisses from one ankle to another. He continued with an evocative trail of kisses along the delicate inner face of my legs, up to my thighs. I moaned in frenzy when he licked the back of my knees.

Then, he gently eased my thighs apart. Lumapit ang mukha niya sa aking bukana at siya na ngang nagsukob ang sang-kalibugan nang dumampi ang ilong niya sa sensitibong parte ng aking hiwa.

"You smell so fuckin' amazing, Cece. It's addicting," he groaned. "Hmmm. Cinnamon? Vanilla. Cocoa? Lavender. There's.. flowers, I smell flowers. But I can taste honey and.. citronella."

I laughed inside, or maybe kinikilig ako. I was just imagining this, him sniffing me good, finally. The hightened anticipation of his every move was a consuming wave of lustful energy. Takam na takam na ako sa kaniya. The first stroke of his tongue on my pussy sent an electrifying volts of pleasure to every nerve endings in my body. I cried in writhing moans.

His tongue swirled and twirled on the inner foldings of my pussy. Ang mga labi niya'y mahigpit kung humigop sa magkabilang pisngi ng aking hiwa. Ang madidiing sipsip niya sa aking tinggil ay may hatid na makapigil-hiningang sarap. He was savage, wild and raging; mala-halimaw kung sumubsob ang bibig niya sa bukana ko, madiin at gutom. I moaned, and moaned, and moaned.

"Teacher Kim, mmmh-hmm-ah-ahmm-mhm. Yes, please."

Iniangat niya ang mukha niya at pumalit ang mga daliri niya sa kaniyang dila. The fondling, and brushing, and kneading of his fingers onto my pussy matched that of his tongue.

"Yes! Mmhm! Agh! It's so -- mmmh-ah!"

The clever switching and the simultaneous work of his tongue and his fingers began to consume me, it was building a gripping sensation, I was heading to a cry for release.

"Cum for me, Cece," he glanced up, I glanced down; his eyes, thirsty.

He went ravage. The intensity of his tongue went up another level. Nakaramdam ako ng mahigpit na ipit sa aking kalamnan.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Shit! Ah! I'm cumming. Yes! Please, yes! Oh my god! I'm cu -- ahhh!"

Climax came at me in drugging waves. Papigil-hiningang ungol ang pinakawalan ko sabay sa pagsabog ko sa orgasmo. All the while, walang pakundangan sa paghigop si Teacher Kim sa sariwa kong katas. Sagad kung ingud-ngud niya ang nguso niya sa aking bukana, ang tunog ng pagkauhaw niya ay may hatid na kaluwalhatian sa aking nagiinit na laman.

He glanced up again, his face, quenched. An evil grin crept up his face and dark desire foreboded from his eyes. I gasped hard when his finger slipped inside my entrance, gently but with intense swiftness.

"Open up, Cece. I want you to let me in," his voice was dark and raspy.

I moaned, hard and hasty. "I want you. I want all of you."

"All of me?"

"Yes."

"Inside you? Like this? This deep? How'bout like this?"

Napaungol ako ng malakas. Madiin at sumagad ang kaniyang daliri sa masikip kong butas. Sumunod pa'y dalawang daliri na ang ipinasok niya. Ang taba ng mga daliri niya'y tila ba humihiwa sa kasariwaan ng aking laman. I ached in agonizing pleasure as I acquainted myself with the unwelcomed thickness of his fingers.

Iniangat niya ang sarili niya papalapit sa akin habang patuloy lang ang dalawa niyang dambuhalang mga daliri sa paglabas-pasok sa aking butas. Tumitig siya sa mga mata ko, ang isa niyang kamay ay mainit at madiing nakahawak sa pisngi ko.

"I want you to remember this, Cece. I will fill you full and deep. And no matter how much it hurts, I want you to feel it. I want you to feel me. So everytime you feel this painful sting of pleasure, you'll always remember me," his voice turned even darker, heavier, evil.

He pulled his two fingers out, took his pants off with such dexterousness, then briskly pressed his hips against mine allowing his erection to cushion against me. The bareness of his penis sliding against the raw wetness of my pussy was deliberately titilating. Dama ko ang init ng kaniyang ari. I've had obscene fantasy and licentious admiration of his monstrous penis from the moment I first saw its erect countour in the library, pero nang lumapat ang kaniyang dambuhalang kadakilaan sa aking makipot at munting hiwa, saka ko lang napagtanto kung gaano katinding pagwasak ang maari kong pagdaanan dito.

His penis was already full and erect. It was as thick as a baby's arm, its length seemed to be twice as long as my foot, and its head that could hardly fit my mouth the first time looked plump and swollen. The bulging nerves around its shaft gave it an even angrier look, however its hardness was distinguishable enough to discern its devastating power. Fear started to dawn on me - can I handle it?

"Don't think, Cece. Just feel. Feel me," then he leaned in and kissed me with breathless urgency.

"I want to feel you. Now," I moaned, I didn't even realised words came out with it.

He looked at me, ever so handsome, his eyes were on fire. Dumukot siya ng condom sa bulsa ng pantalong hinubad niya, tinanggal ang balat nito at isinoot ang napakanipis na rolyo sa kahabaan ng kaniyang ari, it still looked bare.

His lips was under his teeth, he glanced at me evil. "Good thing you are very, very wet, little fox. I want you to feel me raw, just with your natural juices."

I swallowed dry. I was fret but also delighted with excited anticipation. Hearing all those screams and moans of women in porn, I'd finally know what it feels like to be penetrated. He leaned and gave me another long, liquid kiss.

Then, his hard thigh crowned my hips; the head of his penis began to nudge against my entrance, I gasped long and hard. I shut my eyes while he continued to shower me with kisses along the slender column of my throat. My legs were wide open, my arms wrapped around his neck and my hands was pulling his hair; then, he began to thrust his penis inside me, he was gentle but I could feel my body being torn.

I gasped breathy, napakunot-noo ako, binuksan ko ang mga mata ko at tila ba napatingin ako sa karimlan. Damang-dama ko ang pagpunit ng aking pagkababae, pakiramdam ko'y may kutsilyong humihiwa sa aking laman. I moaned in pain.

The man who was taking away my purity paused from the absorbing kisses and looked at me. He cupped my face and softly caressed it. He looked worried. "Do you want me to continue?" he asked, his voice, soft.

Without so much thought, I nodded; my eyes were faint. Hindi ko matanto ang sakit na nadarama ko pero nabibitin ako sa kapantay na sarap na umaagos sa buong katawan ko.

He thrusted deeper into the unexplored depth of my virginity. I moaned in aching pleasure. He winced when I pulled his hair harder, as he slowly dug-in deeper. The pain was incredible but the pleasure was insurmountable.

Mmmmh-mmhm-ah-ahh-mhmh-aggh-ahhm. He started to move his hips against mine. Every thrust he did had different levels of thrilling sensation. I was in a frenzied state of euphoria.

He was moving in a wavelike motion, unhurried but persuasive. He would caress and suck my breasts milliflously, trail kisses up my throat and let out gruff, stimulating moans. The splitting pain of his penis penetrating my pussy has turned into a spine-tingling thrill of pleasure. Habang tumatagal, unti-unti na siyang bumibilis.

He lifted himself up and stared at me. "It feels fucking good inside you, Cece. I could fuck you forever."

"I will never complain," I said in between soft moans; he smiled, awed.

The drugging force of his thrusts built a euphoric tension in my pussy. Bumibilis na ang pagbayo ng kaniyang balakang sa aking bukana.

I have lost track of time, he just fucked, and fucked, and fucked. Then after, possibly a thousand thrusts, kumibot ang aking laman, naramdaman kong malapit na akong labasan. Mas madiin na ang kalmos ng kamay ko sa kaniyang balikat at likuran, kapos na sa hangin ang aking mga ungol - nakakabaliw, makapigil-hininga, nakakatuliro - Fuck!

"Don't stop. I'm cumming."

"Oh, I will never sto -- cum for me, Cece."

"Oh, shit. Yes. Yes. Yes. Agh! Ahhhhhh!"

"Yes, Cece. Cum. Feel it. That's it! I'm gonna fuck you harder."

"Ugh! Oh shi -- fu -- uck -- ugh!"

Then I exploded. Nanigas ang kalamnan ko, bumagsak ang lakas ko, hapong-hapo ako sa tindi ng pagsabog ko; walang humpay, sunod-sunod ang pagputok ng katas ko; habang tuloy-tuloy lang ang pagbayo sa akin ni Teacher Kim.

"Yes, Cece. Feel it. Feel me," he whispered in my ear. Para akong nakukuryente sa lalim ng boses niya.

He wasn't stopping, he just thrusted harder and meaner. Parang wala na akong lakas, pero ayoko siyang tumitigil. Then I started to feel tensions in his muscles; his breathing became raspier; his forehead creased; his eyes shut.

I used the only strength left in me, I cupped his face of perfection and caressed it.

"Oh, Cece," he moaned.

"Cum for me, Teacher Kim."

His jaw tightened; he leaned his forehead on mine, our lips would brushed against each other in his every thrust; we were so close, too close, he was breathing in my mouth. I didn't want it to end.

"I'm cumming," he whispered, even breathier.

Damang-dama ko ang haba at taba ng kaniyang ari. His thrusts were longer, dama ko ang paglabas-pasok ng kaniyang katigasan. I recognized the pain everytime he entered, but it didn't matter, like I know the pain was there, but then, it was non-existent to the pleasure.

He went faster, then faster, and faster. We were bumping and bouncing, panting and sweating, both our body tensed. It was endless but anticipating.

Then he growled, the sound was demonic; I felt a cold, chilly air in my spine. He kissed me with brutal passion, his tongue digging in incessantly; it was a very wet kiss, his mouth was ferocious.

He growled again; his thrusts was deeper and closer. Dama kong may tinatamaan na siya sa loob ko. Masakit, pero kaya kong tiisin para sa kaniya. I wanted him to go even deeper.

I noticed his muscles tensed even; mas idiniin niya ang katawan niya sa akin. He was moaning gravelly while his tongue was fighting with mine.

"Fuck! Ah! Fuck! F-f-f-fuuuck!"

"Yes! Yes, don't stop. Mmhmm. Agh!"

"Fuck! I'm cumming! Cece! It's -- aghh!" he cried.

I felt him. I felt the pulsing of his penis. I could hear his heart; I felt the pumping beats of his chest. His body was hot and moist; his natural masculine scent was radiating, intoxicating.

It was several thrusts before his hips reduced speed. He lifted himself up and gaped at me, his Adam's apple gulped.

"You. are. amazing," he swallowed again before the last word.

"You did all the work. You are amazing."

His brows arched in astonishment and a smile plastered on his face. Then his shook his head with that god-gifted grin.

I was panting. Mas dama ko na din ang masakit na kirot sa hiwa ko. Actually, parang ang sakit ng katawan ko, parang akong nahati, bugbog o ewan.

"You are really something, Cece. Sweet, you don't even seem to realise it," he smirked.

I shied and closed my eyes.

❧ ❧ ❧

Full moon shined brightly above the city's twinkling skyline. We were both facing the floor to ceiling, full-wide glass window of his studio unit/penthouse's master's bedroom. He was spooning me, our legs, intertwined; our naked body were hot against each other.

"Your room is weird. Why do you have a kitchen, a dining and a living room in here while you already have a grand and luxurious version downstairs?"

He chuckled. "Yea, isn't it weird.."

"Bakit nga? I doubt this was created like this. You live in the penthouse and I don't think they design penthouses this way."

"They don't. I did."

I was confused. He continued, "I lived in a small, run-down studio apartment in London for a very long time. I am not used to a grand, luxurious penthouse, you say. When I moved here, I had this master's bedroom re-designed. I had a hard time sleeping here the first month, so I slept in a hotel for a few months, until the re-design was finished."

Napaisip naman ako, akala ko laking mayaman ito si Teacher Kim. Bigla ako naging curious sa buhay niya. Everyone in school knows the basic details of Teacher Kim's life, and we all thought we already know everything. But I've always find him mysterious somehow.

"Don't you get lonely here? It's huge and you're like, all by yourself. You are right? All, by, yourself?"

"Not tonight," matipid niyang sagot. Even though he couldn't see my face, I rolled my eyes.

"So you do get lonely?" pilit ko pa.

He nudged his nose at the back of my hair, I heard him sniffed me; he kissed my nape and whispered, "yes, Cece."

My stomach churned, but it was good; like the butterflies were awaken. I wanted to kiss him but I was scared to interrupt our current position, which also felt really good.

"Why don't you bring your parents here? Have they been here in the Philippines?" I asked carefully.

He was quiet; I could hear him breathing slowly behind me, but he didn't respond.

What I know so far, or what we at school know about him, was that his father was a professor and his mother was a marriage counsilor. He has three sisters who are all married and have their own families now. He has a picture of his whole family in his desk at the faculty, in fact, it was the only sentimental thing we see that he owned.

He rolled me over to face him, distance between us was nonexistent; he had his arm wrapped underneath me, while his other one was caressing my shoulder then my face; both my arms were folded and enclosed in his chest. I was a midget compared to his powerful, wide built, but I liked his dominant strength over me, I felt safe.

He surveyed my face while his looked serene. He leaned closer and gave me sweet and liquid kisses. "I'm hungry. Want a grub?"

Hesitant, "yea, sure," I answered.

Hindi na ako nagpumilit pa sa tanong ako. Hindi ko ugaling magusisa pa sa mga personal na bagay na wala naman akong kinalaman. Although I was curious about him, but I thought better not to get too personal. I was already overwhelmingly happy that I finally had sex with him.

Hindi naging madali ang pagbangon ko mula sa kama, pakiramdam ko para akong papel sa gaan. Dama ko ring may tila pagkapal ang bukana ko, batid kong may pamamaga ito. Naisip kong siguro dahil sa ito ang first ko at gadambuhala pa sa laki ang ari na unang pumasok rito.

The sex god offered kung gusto ko magshower at magfreshen up pero tinanggihan ko. Gusto kong manatili sa balat ko ang sarap na pinaranas sa akin ni Teacher Kim. Hindi na rin siya naligo at kumuha na lang ng bagong damit mula sa makulimlim at maabong kulay at timpla na disenyo ng dressing room niya.

Halos ang buong kwarto nga'y may nakakalibog na dilim. Aside from the bright moon outside his window, ang ilang maninipis na linyang disenyo ng wall lights na nakapalibot sa dingding ng buong kwarto ang tanging nagbibigay liwanag sa paligid. The low temperature of the airconditioning, the musky and icy masculine scent in the air, and the exuberant presense of the sex god made my knees weak and my mind woozy.

May kakaibang init naman ang namutawi sa pagitan ng dibdib at tiyan ko habang pinapanuod ko siyang naglalakad ng nakahubad. There was an elegant sense in his walk, kaya akala ko noon ay laking mayaman talaga siya. I even imagined he was some sort of a prince, or royal, or related to anyone, all that british oligarchy.

May isang fancy cafe nga sa ibaba ng condominium ng tinitirhan ni Teacher Kim. Hindi na kami lumayo pa kung saan; I told him I will have to go back home because it is likely that kuya Jared would check up on me eventually. I told Teacher Kim about Jessie as my alibi.

"What do you want?" His question was innocent but I had something else in my mind. It must have showed in my expression because he jerked his head to the side like he figured me out.

A lopsided grin appeared on his face. "I.. know, what you want, Cece. But, I mean, what else? You know, something that's on the menu?"

"I know," I smiled funnily.

I tucked behind my ear the strands of hair that fell when I looked at the menu from the counter table. "I'll have the strawberry-filled muffin, warm, and a.. medium, creamy almond milktea?" ang sabi ko sa babae sa counter.

"I'll have the usual, Gail," agad na sambit naman ni Teacher Kim.

He lived on top of this building kaya hindi na ako nagtaka kung may usual order na nga siya sa cafe na ito. Pakiwari ko'y kilala na rin siya ng mga empleyado dahil panay ang tingin at ngiti nila sa kaniya. Pero isa pa sa mga napansin ko'y pinagtitinginan kami ng mga customer sa loob ng cafe. At first, I just thought, it must be normal na siguro na pagtinginan talaga si Teacher Kim, nuknukan kaya siya ng gwapo. Pero unti-unti rin akong naging self-conscious sa mga matang sumusunod sa amin, habang si Teacher Kim naman, he was unbothered. Nakasanayan na siguro niya.

Isang malagkit na tingin na may kasamang kagat sa labi ang ibinigay sa'kin ng lalaking kasama ko pagkaupo namin sa napiling table.

"What?" I asked. Medyo nahihiya na nga ako sa mga mata sa paligid, pati ba naman siya nakatitig din?

"You don't know how pretty you are, do you?"

I snickered. May mahinang pagbaliktad ng sikmura akong nararamdaman kapag pinupuri ako, o sinasabihan akong maganda. Umiling-iling ako. "When I was in 4th grade, a boy bully told me na mukha raw akong paro-parong walang pakpak, a wingless butterfly. I answered back, I said, that's a caterpillar idiot! Sabi niya, metaphor daw yun. When you think of a butterfly, you imagine it to be something beautiful, parang automatically, you think it's pretty because of its wings. So, he said, I am not a caterpillar, I'm a butterfly but wingless. Two years later, that boy came up to me and told me that he likes me. Like, he had a crush on me. I reminded him of his butterfly metaphor and asked him what he really meant about it. Sabi niya, maganda raw kasi talaga ako pero walang ibang nakakakita. Parang invisible daw yung ganda ko. Its empty but it's there... So, no, hindi ko alam kung maganda nga ako. Those who've said so are, usually the people I care dearly, people who loves me."

Awe was evident in his expression as I told him my story. Napailing-iling naman siya. "Because of that idiot, you never realised how beautiful you are? I hope you didn't end up together, did you?"

I shook my head. "My brothers would tie him upside-down under a tree. In fact, anyone who'd attempt to take me on a date."

"They are that strict? That must have been difficult, eh? So you've never had a boyfriend?"

Umiling muli ako, my eyes laid on the table while I was playing with the tissue holder. "It was ok, I didn't mind. I never care about it, about boys. So yea, never had a boyfriend. I've never been kissed," I glanced up at him, "until, you."

He shifted uncomfortable. "I guess, I was your first in a lot of things, eh?"

Sabay kaming ngumiti ng may hiya.

"Hi, thank you for patiently waiting. Here are your orders, Christopher."

May humabol na landi sa pagkabigkas nung waitress sa pangalan ni Teacher Kim. Medyo napataas din ako ng kilay dahil parang naging invisible ako bigla.

"Ay, miss, can I have a straw for the milktea?" pahabol ko. Umirap ako sa isip ko, susyaling cafe tapos kulang-kulang ang service; inuna pa ata ang landi.

"Ay, sorry po, mam. We are strawless po kasi today. So, ayan lang po, beverage spoon."

Bago ako makarespond, sumabat si Teacher Kim. "Jenny, please? Maybe you could give me a pass, just this once?"

Wala masyadong pagaalangan, pumayag din si Jenny na kahawig ni Mariah Carey pati sa tipid na landi, dinalhan niya nga ako ng straw. Sa isip ko, ok naman ang maging environmentally friendly, pero strawless milktea? Hello!

Nakarma ata ako dahil sa masamang pagiisip ko kay Jenny, nabilaukan agad ako sa unang higop ko sa milktea. Di naman ako prepared sa laki ng sago ng milktea nila, at nagsunod-sunod pa sa unang higop ko kaya't may sumabit sa lalamunan ako.

"You ok?" pagpuna ni Teacher Kim. Tumango lang ako.

Lumapit ang kaliwang kamay niya sa labi ako, medyo nagulat ako kaya umatras ng bahagya ang ulo ko.

"Hey, you got some cream on your lips and chin."

Hinayaan ko siyang punasan ito but then, a mischievous grin curved in his mouth. "The next white creamy thing on your lips will be mine."

I didn't get it at first, but when I did, naramdaman ko ang paginit ng pisngi ko. Nangibot na naman bigla ang hiwa ko.

"So... we'll do it again?" Too innocent, too fake; I snapped at myself in my head for asking these dumb questions.

"Yes, Cece. I want to fuck you again," his voice, low and icy. I inhaled cold air.