KRISTINE SERIES 26: Trace Lavigne (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 16

SHE WAS dreaming. Of him.

"You are mine, Jessica..." bulong nito habang
hinahagkan ang mga labi niya, nipping her lips
delightfully, one slowly after the other. Ang mga labi nito'y mainit, ang mga halik nito'y
malalim, pumupukaw ng paghahangad at
paghahanap.

His tongue teased, licking and playing with her mouth.

Umuungol siya. Tila inaapuyan ang buong
katawan niya gayong nararamdaman niya ang
malamig na dapyo ng hangin na pumapasok sa bintana.

Ang mga kamay nito na gumagawa ng landas sa katawan niya ay nag-iiwan ng mumunting ningas.

"Trace..." Ibinubulong niya ang pangalan nito sa kanyang panaginip, gasping in delight at the exquisite sensation when his fingertips acquainted with one of her nipples.

He twisted it between his fingers gently and she moaned deeply, enjoying the expertise with which she handled her.

Pagkuwa'y dahan-dahang bumaba ang kamay
sa panaginip niya sa tiyan niya, dinadama ang
bawat bahagi ng katawan niya, pumupukaw sa
pagnanasang hindi niya kailanman nadama sa iba.

"Touch me, Jess," he coaxed her.

"I-I can't... I... don't know," she murmured.

"Of course you do, Jess..." he said, an edge in
his voice. "Remember at the lake? You said you had pleasant memories?" Then he sucked her lips a little bit painfully.

She moaned from painful delight. From her
dreamy state, naalala niya ang binitiwan niyang salita kay Trace sa lawa. She thought she giggled in her dreams.

"Hindi ang sarili ko ang tinutukoy ko, Trace, kundi ibang tao. Ang tiya at tiyo ko noong hindi pa sila mag-asawa."

Nakarinig siya ng marahas na pagsinghap,
pagkatapos ay ang pag-angat ng katawan nito mula sa kanya. Nakaramdam siya ng matinding lamig... ng kawalan.
Ipinagsalikop niya ang mga braso sa dibdib niya.

She groaned in protest. Kailangan niya ang init
na nagmumula sa katawan nito. It was as if without his warmth she would die of emptiness.

"Don't leave me..."

"Open your eyes, Jessica," utos ng tinig.

The harshness in his voice snapped her senses
to total wakefulness.

"T-Trace?" manghang usal niya. She was sure it was him despite the semi- darkened room. "A-ano ang ginagawa mo rito?"

"Ano ang ginagawa ko rito?" he mocked.

"Huwag mong sabihin sa aking tulog ka habang hinahagkan kita?"

"I-I was... dreaming," nalilitong usal niya.

Traced laughed scornfully. Sa pagkagulat niya'y
tumaas ang kamay nito patungo sa may tiyan niya at bumaba iyon sa may garter ng panties niya at bago pa siya makakilos ay nasa loob na niyon ang kamay nito, sa pagitan ng mga binti niya.

"You were, of course. And were you having
wet dreams?" he taunted, his fingers touched her wetness that her eyes went wide. Shock,
embarrassment, and sensation melded each other.

No one had ever touched her there!

Lalo na siyang nanghilakbot nang matantong
ang cotton nightgown niya ay bukas ang lahat ng pang-itaas na butones at nakalilis iyon sa may baywang niya.

And if it was of any consolation, nakita niya sa
mukha nito ang epekto ng ginagawa mismo nitong paghaplos sa pribadong bahagi ng katawan niya.
He was breathing raggedly. And then his fingers pushed deeper.

Lumalim ang tiyan niya sa malakas na
pagsinghap. "T-that hurts..."

He muttered an expletives. Pulled his fingers
but his hand remained in between her thighs. Sa pagkakataong iyon ang pagdama ay banayad.
Tinitigan siya nito. A mixture of passion and tenderness in his eyes as realization dawned on him.