The Way To His Heart (The Starving Squad #3)

Chapter 11: Sssshhhhh

Everything is better than Mona imagined. Did her luck finally arrive? He was so good and ardent and hot. Minsan demanding, minsan mapagbigay. It felt like she was kissing him for forever when in reality, segundo pa lang ang lumipas.

They momentarily stopped to catch their breaths. Pareho silang humihingal. Siya, naka-kwelyo sa damit ni Felix. Si Felix, nakakabit sa bewang niya.

She knew he was turned on. His pupils were dilated, like hers.

She didn't want to speak, afraid to cut the experience short, but she has to know kung 'yon na ba 'yon o may kasunod pa.

Lumunok siya. "So... good night?"

Felix nodded. "Good night."

But they didn't move. Ilan pang segundo ang lumipas habang nakatingin siya rito at ito, sa kanya. Pagkatapos, walang sabi-sabi itong muling humalik sa kanya. Mainit. Mariin. And she responded with the same intensity.

He pushed her backwards until her back hit a wall.

Nang mapagsawa ang mga labi sa mga labi niya, leeg at gilid ng mukha naman niya ang pinugpog nito ng halik.

"Are we doing it?" he whispered.

"'Wag mo 'kong tanungin. You already know my answer."

He straightened up, caressed her face, and smiled. "Where's your bedroom?"

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The trip to the bedroom was short. Halos takbuhin kasi nilang dalawa. Tatanggi pa ba naman siya? It's been years since the last time. Years! Sa sobrang tagal na, halos nakalimutan na niya kung ano ang pakiramdam!

She knew the way to her bed. Memoryado na niya iyon kahit pikit o tulog siya. But Felix didn't. So he had to open the light. Imbes na dumiretso sa kama, binalikan niya ang switch sa tabi ng pinto para pataying muli ang ilaw.

Humiwalay sa kanya si Felix. Lumiwanag muli sa kwarto. Nakita niyang nakakunot ang noo nito. "Bakit mo pinatay? Wala akong makita."

"Kaya ko nga pinatay," sagot niya.

Akmang papatayin niyang muli ang ilaw nang harangan nito ang switch. "Let's leave the light on."

Kinagat niya ang labi. "Pero kasi—"

"Ano? Don't you want to see me?"

"Do you want to see me?" pabalik niyang tanong.

Lalong lumalim ang pagkakakunot ng noo nito. "Bakit naman hindi?"

"E, kasi..."

He might not like the stretch marks, 'yong mga marka sa katawan niya na dulot ng pagbanat ng balat dahil sa dagdag na taba. He might not like her love handles, which aren't so lovely.

"Kasi ano?"

"Hindi kasi ako nakapag-prepare. Hindi ko naman alam na may ganitong ganap. Kiss lang ang hiningi ko."

"So kiss lang talaga ang gusto mo?"

Syempre hindi. Gusto niya all the way! But her clothes were her armor. Without them, she feels vulnerable. Lumalabas ang insecurities niya.

"Nagpahatid ka lang pala sa kwarto mo." He began fixing his dress shirt. "Nahalikan naman na kita, so uuwi na 'ko."

Tumalikod ito at akmang aalis nang pinangunahan na naman ng bibig ang utak niya.

"So gano'n na lang? After turning me on, you'll just leave me like this?!"

Bumaling ito, mukhang iritado na rin. "You think you're the only one unsatisfied?!" he retorted. "Huling tanong: gusto mo o ayaw mo?"