Prologue
I felt a pair of strong arms encircled around my waist while I was delving into the different universe. I decided to lock myself inside his library as he was busy with his work. I’ve been here for almost two hours.
“Are you up for some game?” He breathed, planting soft kisses on my nape. His fingers held my chin and made me look at him.
“Why?” I whispered. He cocked his head to the side and a smirk formed across his lips. I gently bit my own, leering at him. He drew a breath before speaking again.
“I guess that’s not the proper question. Let me rephrase it.” I was only watching his mouth as he continued to speak. That mouth can not only win the business but also bring so much pleasure. I gasped at my own thoughts. “... are you ready for some learnings?” He asked but I was too focused on his face. I only consumed two glasses of wine but I was being like this.
“Cashanna.” He called, taking me out of my reverie.
“H-ha?”
“You seem distracted.” He murmured as he lessened the distance between us. I swallowed the imaginary lump in my throat and unconsciously bit my lower lip once more.
“Because you are so distracting, Mr. Sevilla.” I teased back. That salacious smile on his face widened. He hovered over me and put his arms on both sides, cornering me.
“I’m waiting for your answer.” He whispered. His voice was low and husky. His eyes fixated on mine. My lips parted and I began taking heavy breaths. My mind was slowly filling in with my own desire.
“Ano nga ulit ang tanong mo?” Sagot ko naman sabay tawa ng bahagya. Instead of giving me a reply, he attacked my lips. I gasped and he used that to enter his tongue and devoured my mouth. I put my hands on his shoulders, but he took hold of it and pinned it above my head.
He’s kissing me hungrily as if we haven’t seen each other for years, even though we’ve recently done this today in the shower and in the kitchen.
I moaned into his mouth. His one hand proceeded on its journey. It slowly untied the ribbon of the robe I was wearing. His fingers were drawing lines on my stomach until they reached my chest.
I was panting.
He’s pinching and twirling my nipple, sending sensation directly to my lower region. I squeezed my legs and his lips prolonged their journey to my neck, giving me open-mouthed kisses.
His lips moved downwards and stopped for a while on my chest. He blew then licked it before casing his mouth around it. I arched my back and gripped on the blanket that I once used to cover my whole being.
He finally removed his hands from mine, only to use it on pleasuring me more. His fingers made their way to my navel until it met my precious. I gasped as it landed on my folds.
***
I met him when I was in the most broken stage of my life. He said ‘Trust me, and I did. He was the one who saved me from the abusive relationship, but never did I imagine that he would be the same person to break me.
