Bella - Martin 3

Martin

Pag kasakay na pagkasakay namin sa taxi, ay sumandal sa akin si Arabella at dahil nakapatay ang ilaw ng taxing sinasakyan namin, Arabella press a searing hot kiss on my mouth, her lips are desperate. Ramdam na ramdam ko ang kanyang desperation. Parang siyang isang babae na napunta sa disyeto at uhaw na uhaw. I knew she needed that kiss.

“Hey,” sabi ko sa labi niya. “Hey, okay lang, wag tayo magmadali,” I put my hand on her cheek at hinaplos ang malalambot niyang labi gamit ang aking hinlalaki. Naalis na ang kulay pula nitong lipstick sa kanyang labi. Marahil dahil sa pag halik niya ng marubdob sa akin. At malamang sa malamang, ang pulang lipstick nito ay lumipat at nag mantsa na sa aking mgs labi. Her lips had turned pink. Pink and genuine.

Dahan dahan ko itong hinalikan, I gently caressed her bare lips with my own. and once more. She sighed and traced the tip of her tongue across my upper lip before kissing me again, this time with a whisper of touch.

“Damn,” I said, ramdam na ramdam ko iyon hanggang sa dulo ng aking mga daliri and I felt myself shiver. Umupo ako at inilapit ko ang siya lalo sa akin. “Damn,”

She combed my hair with her fingers and started pressing her lips to a spot beneath my ear, causing me to shiver once more. “This isn’t me. Hindi ko ginagawa ang mga bagay na ito,”

“No?” tanong ko sa kanya, trying to encourage her to say more. I‘d accept anything she’d give me.

“Hindi ako madalas lumabas. Hindi ako mahilig makipagkita sa mga lalaki, hindi ako nakikipagkilala at sumasama sa mga lalaking hindi ko kilala,”

Hindi ko siya tinanong kung sino ang kikitain nito kanina sa bar. A surge of jealousy told me I didn't want to know. Ayokong malaman na may kikitain siyang ibang lalaki sa bar na iyon. Nandoo siya para makilala ako. I am the one she was meant to meet at the bar.

“It’s okay,” sabi ko sa kanya. “Hindi kita pipiliting gawin ang bagay na ayaw mo,”

“But… I want to,” Sabi ni Arabella in a broken voice, malayong malayo sa babaeng poised na poised at binibigyan ang lahat ng lalaki na lumalapit sa kanya ng matalim na tingin. “Gusto ko, pero… Hindi ko ito ginagawa. This is not me,” sabi nito na nakahawak sa aking mga braso.

“Gusto mo pa rin bang iuwi kita?” Tumango ito sa aking leeg.

“Okay,” I combed her hair with my fingers. Parang silk ito sa lambot. Warm and dark. I kissed her temple. “Malapit na tyo. Remember whatever you want. Hindi kita pipilitin kung ano man ang ayaw mong gawin. We could just talk for all you want,”

She whimpered into my neck at hindi ako proud sa sarili ko nang marinig iyon. Because afte she made that, all I wanted to do was to throw her at the back of the taxi and take her right there and then. Buti na lang ay huminto na ito sa harap ng building ng condo ko.

“We’re here,” sabi ko sa kanya at tumango, habang nakatitig sa akin, then her fingers went to my lips wiping it.

“You’re face is full of lipstick,”

I did the same thing to her, hawak ko ang panga niya and swiped my thumb to her full bottom lip. She didn’t have any lipstick on, but I still wanted to do it cause I want to touch her.

“Why? May lipstick din ba ako sa mukha?” tanong nito sabay punas ng mukha.

“No, Wala, I just want to touch you,” sagot ko dito na ikinatawa niya at hinawakan ang kamay nito andled her to the condo building.

“This is really nice,” she said habang sumasara ang pinto ng elevator, na kaming dalawa lamang ang laman. “Pang mayaman,”

“I, uh, pinamana lang sa akin ito,” I told her na parang nahiya sa kaniya., habang inilalabas ang susi at ini-la-lock ang elevator. The penthouse was mine. Ang buong floor ng penthouse ay sa akin. Pero noong nasa Quezon province ako, nakatira lang ako sa isang bungalow house na malapit sa dagat. At luxury na para sa akin ang pag tira doon. Pero dito sa Manila, bumalik na naman ako sa buhay na magarbo. Ang buhay na sinubukan kong iwanan, na hindi ito binibitawan. Ang apartment lang na ito ay halos milyon milyon ang halaga. Hindi pa nga kasama ang bayad sa decorator na hinire ng mama ko nang malaman na babalik na akong muli. At ayokong I-bring up pa ang usapin na iyon ngayon. Pakiramdam ko kasi masyado akong fake.

“Penthouse,” sabi nito habang inililibot ang mata sa paligid. “Akala ko ba sani mo, hindi ka katulad ng mga lalaking iyon sa bar na gustong bilihin ako?”

Itinabi ko ang susi ko at sinabing, “No. Ang sabi ko, sinusubukan kong hindi maging katulad nila. People are not for sale. Kahit gaano pa kadami ang pera ng isang tao, wala siyang karapatang bilihin ang isang tao,”

“And, mayroon ka non,” anito na may kasamang pagdudud. Hindi ito natutuwa sa nalaman niya.

I shrugged my shoulder at hinayaan itong bumagsak. “I try to do what I can do with the things I have,”

“But, you, have a lot,”

Tumango lamang ako at hindi na nakipagtalo dito. Ngayong kaming dalawa na lang, I have to admit, I lusted and wanted her. I wanted her so bad that it was really hard to keep my hands off of her. Kaya hindi ko na sinubukan pang pigilan. I reached out and took her hand in mine, pulling her closer to me. She managed to stumble into me, ungraceful and with a dark blush on her cheeks.

“Sorry,” sabi nito na nahihiya.

“I’m not,” sagot ko, I cupped the back of her neck and kissed her passionately. And I heard her whimper...

That was the noise that made me want to eat her whole. She kissed me back while clutching my shoulders.

It lasted a few moments, bago narinig kong tumunog ang elevator na nagsasabing nasa penthouse na kami. I lifted my head and said, “We’re here.” Alam kong hindi naman magtatagal ang byahe paakyat ng penthouse. But I just can’t help myself to have her. “We’re home,”

Hinawakan ko ang kamay niya at naglakad kami patungo sa foyer.

“We’re home?” tanong nito, habang naglalakad at dinig na dinig ko ang pagtunog ng takong ng sandals nito sa marble floors. “But I think this is a Palace in the Sky,”

Huminto ito sa harap ng painting na nilagay ng decorator as a centerpiece. “Is this….” sabay turo sa landscape. “Is this a Rousseau?”

“Oh. Mukhang may alam ka sa art,”

“Konti lang naman, pero…” she raised her right eyebrow at me in surprise. Looking at her, mas magada ito nang wala ang pula niyang lipstick.

“Rousseau. Bongga ito. I think it’s impressive.”

“Minana ko lang din…” nahihiya kong sabi.

“Ahhh…” sabi nito. “Penthouse, Rousseau…” tumingin ito sa living room ng pinakamahal na condo building sa buong Maynila. Lahat ng ito, screamed Money. Hindi maitatanggi. At mukhag hindi ito nai-impress sa nakikita nito. At hindi naman talaga dapat.

“Siguro, hari ka, ano, Martin” sabi nito na may halong pagbibiro, pero wala ding halong papuri. Pakiwari ko ay iniinsulto ako nito.

My stomach churned. “Don’t call me that,” and something dark, rake inside of me habang nakatitig sa kanya at alam kong nakita niya iyon.

“Hmmm… Siguro wag na natin pag usapan ang mga sarili natin,”

"No?" I was still regaining control of myself - and the anger that had been simmering for a while.

Umiling ito at naglakad patungo sa akin. Pursued me. Then she came to a halt, out of my reach.

“No. Gaya ng sabi ko, this is not me. I don’t do these things,”

“This?”

“Ang sumama sa mga gwapong mayayamang billionaire na hindi ko kilala.”

“Good for you, then. You shouldn’t,” Marami akong kilalang billionaire from high society. They were filthy.

“I know, and actually, I shouldn’t be here. Pero nandito ako, hinahayaan ang sarili ko. Kahit isang beses lang, kasi gusto ko.” Napalunok ito na para bang hirap na hirap siyang aminin ito.

“You are welcome to have me,” I said. Pero sa totoo lang, ramdam ko nang parang pag aari niya na ako.

“Just for one night,”

“Just for one--” It felt like a punch in the gut. Ayokong matapos ang lahat ng isang gabi lamang. But she stood there, her nerves visible in her eyes, ready to flee. She doesn't do this very often. She was not the elegant queen from the bar. Dinispatya niya ang mga lalaki sa bar na para bang normal lang sa kanyang gawin iyon. But now, yearning and longing and... sadness.

Humakbang ako patungo sa kanya. Kalungkutan. Gusto kong alisin ang kalungkutan nito.

“Just for one night,” sang ayon ko sa kanya. I’d see what I can do to change her mind. Sa ngayon, sasang ayon muna ako sa gusto niya. "We'll do it one night," I said with a smile. "It'll be a fantastic night."

She let out a shaky exhale before taking the final few steps into my arms and kissing me hungrily.I tried to grab her, but she yanked my jacket off at nagsimulang alisin ang necktie ko, halos matanggal pa nga ang ilong ko nang alisin niya ito. Natawa ako habang pinipilit nitong buksan ang butones ng polo ko. “You’re wild. I like it,”

"Martin,I don't even do this. It's been a very long time for me. I'm a little eager," she blushed and smiled broadly up at me.

“Yeah? So, let me assist you," and in an instant, my shirt ended up joining the tie and jacket on the ground.

She let out a deep growl from her throat. “Wow. You're stunning," she said as she ran her hands lustfully over my chest and abs. "I didn't expect to see anything like this in that bar full of old pervs," she says.

"I'll be honest, I've been salivating over you all night, too; I just have better self-control."

“No. Itinuring mo akong tao, hindi parang babaeng na pwedeng bilihin at gamitin,” sabi niya na may kasamang pag iling. She then ran her hands down my chest once more, then gave me a vicious look. "So, you get the prize," she said as she reached over to her side and unzipped the dress, which crumpled to the floor before I could help. My mouth dropped as she tried to step out of it.

She looked stunning, curvy, and sensual in her dress. She emerged from it looking like a goddess.

"Eager is good," I said, reaching for her and bending down and kiss the top of her breast over her sleeveless lace bra. So soft and delicious. More was required. I snatched her into my arms.

She laughed and gasped. “Martin! I'm too heavy." She clutched my neck, as if she was afraid I'd drop her. Never.

"What the hell," I yelled. "You're flawless. You're perfect. Perfect in my arms and in my bed," I said as I led her down the hall to my bedroom and tossed her onto the bed.

She giggled and bounced. “Pants. Please remove your pants."

"You have always had the best ideas, Arabella," she said as I stripped down to my underwear and climbed up beside her. "What's the matter?" " I inquired. I didn't want anyone frowning at me.

"Don't refer to me as that. Gusto kong tawagin mo akong Bella."

“Bella?" Indeed. Maganda nga ang Bella at mas bagay sa kanya ang Bella. “Bella. It sounds good. Let's get this job done, because I'd like to see you completely naked as well, hmm?”

Tumango siya at lumaki ang mga mata na para bang kinakabahan. She lifted her hips for me to slide her panties down her long and shapely legs. She gasp when I kissed the inside of her knees and that sound made me rock hard. Everything about her drew me in and made me want to own her. As I started kissing my way up her thigh, I didn't let her look away. She gave a silent nod before reaching behind her back and unfastening her bra.

“Oh my god,” I said as Bella unveiled the most flawless breasts ever seen. I ascended above her so that I could taste her rose-colored nipples in my mouth.

“Very beautiful,” I murmured into her flesh. “Beautiful,”

She moaned and threw her head back, no longer able to keep her eye contact and I wanted her to loose the last strand of her restraint. I wanted her to melt into me. She arched up off the bed as my fingers found her wet heat. I was enthralled by her panting and gasping.

As I drew closer with my fingers, I nuzzled her cheek, jaw, and neck. "Kiss me," I said, and she did.

Her mouth was drawn to mine, and her hands were clawed into my muscles as she turned her head.

"Bella..."

I swallowed her ecstasy, her scream filling me as her orgasm ripped through her, elevating her peak and then spiraling down, until she did remember herself in my arms, against my lips.

"Wow. that was great," she said quietly in a husky voice.

"I believe I saw fireworks."

"Fireworks?" I asked, and I believed her. She had been igniting something within me all night. I'd never felt this way before. I nodded, wanting more.

"I'm not done yet," I said as I touch her side, hip to abdomen to breast, her curves and soft, inviting skin entrancing me.

"Oh good," she intertwined her fingers in my hair and drew me on top of her, her divine legs wrapping around my hips.

"Fuck me," she muttered as she reached down our bodies for my cock. "I can't take it anymore,"

I took her hand in mine. "We have the entire night, Bella; we're not going to rush."

This was more valuable than a quick fuck. She certainly was. I was going to give her everything I had. I kissed her on the cheek.

“But, hindi na ako makapaghintay,” she said as she pants and reached for me again.

I kissed her with a soft growl from my chest. Her kisses had me completely smitten.

"You don't have to wait," I told her as I slid into her, and there was another whimper.

I took a deep breath to get through the rush of longing and desire. I didn't want it to be over.

"But, hindi mo ito palaging ginagawa," I kissed her and drew back when she attempted to deepen the kiss, "So we're going to have to take it slow, and I'm going to be making love to you until you don't know at which your body ends and mine begins."

Napatigil ito at naging kulay light brown ang mga mata nito, her full pink lips open, sandali ito parang natakot, then parang natunaw ang mga emosyon nito sa mata, something more secret, isang bagay na importante dito na parang binuksan niya para sa akin.

Her breath deepened and slowed. This time, all of her hard edges were gone when she, once again, reached for me. “Yes,” she begged.

Napangiti ako and started kissing her while I begin to move inside of her. This is just the beginning.

Nang magising ako ng umagang iyon ay ang una kong naramdaman ay kasiyahan. Something in me had changed. Nahanap ko na ang bagay na matagal ko ng hinahanap. Ang taong matagal ko nang hinahanap.

Bella.

Lumingon ako sa kanya na hindi binubuksan ang aking mga mata, wanting to keep that feeling of completeness, warmth and was it… love?

Ang mga kamay ko na kumakapa sa aking tabi, met cool and smooth sheets. Her area was empty.

Bigola ko naibukas ang aking mga mata and found out that Bella wasn’t there.

“Shit!” napaupo ako, the sheets fell to my waist.

“Bella?” tawag ko dito, hoping with all my heart na tumayo lang ito para gumawa ng kape, or something. But I tried to smell the air, wala akong naaamoy na kape. My heart sank. Ang tuwa at ligaya ay nawala. Instead, I felt dread taking over me.

I started throwing my legs over the end of the bed and landed on the floor and saw my boxers. I called again as I drew them on. "Bella?"

dammit. There was no response. I took a look at her side table. There was nothing there. There was no note, no indication that she had been there. I went to the restroom. No Bella.

The sun streamed in through the living room windows in the early morning. She was not present. There is no puddle of elegant white gown where she had let it fall. There was no bag, no note, and no phone number.

Bella had vanished. What's worse is that, I didn't even know what her last name was.