This feels sinful but right at the same time. I put down the glass of water on the countertop. I was moaning as Caleb’s lips feast on my neck and collar bones. I was too caught up that I didn’t notice it was Caleb’s bare chest pressing on my back.
The smell of Caleb arouses me and puts me under a lusty spell. Feels like I was levitating, transporting me into a sacred oasis.
He started untying my robe after he unbuckles his belt pants. I can feel Caleb’s wholeness behind rubbing against me.
He flipped me around, then carried me up the countertop, groaning my name. He pinned my hands above my head and coercively wrapped both my legs around his muscular waist. He started groping my chest with his tongue trailing from my mouth down to my breast.
I wanted to stop him, but he’s so deft at making me not to say no with my concupiscence for him.
Be thankful or not. Be thankful or not. Be thankful or not.This phrase kept rewinding over my head as I try to make a straight eye contact with dad. His place looks rundown with the wallpapers barely sticking on the walls, hanging for their lives. The tiling screams for replacement, water pipes to the fore of the wall, and a defunct hanging clock that seems more like an embellishment rather than a useful instrument. Not to mention the noisy neighbors having a spat at the adjoining room.“How are you darling?” he said coolly.I can feel pity, anger, and gratefulness all at the same time. He’s a trainwreck and I have a lot of pointed questions that I needed answer.“Thank you for saving me last night,” I answered plainly.That’s the only sincere respond that I’m going to give him. I don’t want to discredit his valiant effort though t
Liam’s dream career is within his arm’s reach. His Holy Grail sitting in the room where he’s in. His closed-up radiant façade moved the hearts of millions of viewers. What ensues is carved in stone. I wish he was singing to me.Saturday Morning.Today was Liam’s awaited audition for a nightly telecasted singing competition. He must feel very excited. It has always been his focal point ever since he was a kid.I’ll have my uneventful day with open arms, for I want to stay at home all day long. Play with Kit, who grew advanced of his time. Taught him a few tricks and I’m proud to say, he’s a fast-learner.I did my laundry earlier than I scheduled it every weekend and centered at my assignments that are due next week.Mom completely conceded to skip a Movie night for Liam. Even if I already told her about our split u
Midterms is just around the corner. I was busy scribbling notes for the upcoming examinations and frequently hang-out with my classmates after class for a group study. Midterms is on the top of my triage, crucial to passing this school year.I provoked and disciplined myself to study harder every time a general examination is in the offing, brewing. So, Liam and I have had lesser time to meet with each other, especially after his successful performance at the Brussels Idol.Speaking of rendezvous, dad’s checking up on me from now and then, by inviting me to have meals over at his apartment, in which I appreciate a lot.Needless to say, I’m not a fast learner, but I was able to dominate the prelims without a hitch. It’s just that I aim to retain my consistency.SATURDAY MORNING.Elijah and I decided to devote our time studying the whole day at their house. No time for procrastinating, literally, no time to waste.Elijah&rsqu
SATURDAY NIGHT. THE SAME DAY.Mom wouldn’t be at home tonight, or if she did, she’ll be no later than midnight. As a fail-safe, I rambled around the boulevard a little bit and ended up having supper at a famous fast food chain near my campus.The fast food is in full house as usual, never innocent of patrons. Dining crews streaked across the place like birds, but in an organized manner. The store’s closing is around 10 p.m. and I only have one hour left to chomp my all-time favorite unctuous quarter-pound patty cheese burger.I parroted back my conversation with Elijah inside my head when an eccentric crew, who’s covering his identity with his cap’s visor, loomed at my eating spot. He handed me a plastic cup of chocolate vanilla sundae with a mischievous grin.“This is a limited-time promo for our special customers,” he said half-smiling.His voice sounded neighborly to my ears, but still vague. I can
We’re halfway passed the school year in sophomore and all I can say thus far is that I’m about to be burned out. The endless list of activities, the surprise quizzes, and brutal examinations. In addition, the short-tempered and fly-by-night professors and the list goes on and on.College is an uphill battle and all the warriors fighting to climb and reach their coveted bachelor’s degree deserves a carte blanche. That’s why a semester break is a reasonable ice-breaker, giving the students to shift their focus away from school matters and get a leg up.My fortnight semester break last year is quite a story. I spent most of my time in the house in solitary, with Mom exiled in a mental facility. I worked part-time jobs at a restaurant as a kitchen crew and worked my fingers to the bone for an extra-income, which explained some minor callouses and scars on my hands. I disciplined myself personally, which propelled me to do even more in life.M
The interior was adorned with a predominant masculine accent, black and amber motif, suitable for a patriarch head of the family. Rounded rustic table, surrounded with velvety coal gray ling seats and bear skin rug propped on the floor. Marco and Jake were too immersed in a two- player interactive game at their phones in the corner, while Mom took a forty-winks on the massage chair, obstructed in the corner part of the interior. Liam and I, on the other hand, played with Kit, and caught up with one another, being apart for the past week. “How were the results of your midterms?” asked Liam in his sensuous voice. I extensively narrated to Liam how I managed to aced up the Midterms with the fabulous help that I got from Elijah, which I’m madly grateful for. Liam coped up with almost perfect scores in every subject in his syllabus, making him a potential candidate for magna cum laude. He’s inherently smart, that he could juggle his meteoric career
I collected myself from the heavenly bliss that Liam and I shared just a moment ago. We should be on the courtyard on the dot at 3 p.m. for the customary teatime. My Mom’s desirous of tea, eclectic-range of teas to be exact, so I bet she’s had her reservation already occupied.I can see Mom and Aries, formally sipping their drinks, articulating about Aries’ magnum opus and list of accolades.We acted well-adjusted as we tried to smoothen out the unwrinkled bit of my dress and shrugged off some grime on my shirt. It’s hard to read Aries disposition behind his golden-frame sunglasses.“You must be Serena. Join us,” offered him.My first impression to Aries is that he’s kind of pompous. The way he sat on the table screamed pride and his lukewarm gestures says it all. You know what they say, a monkey in silk dress is still a monkey.He just bragged the whole afternoon about his philanthropic acts, about his met
We all agreed to have the twins come with us. Mom’s still at our room and I went upstairs to come collect her. She had a slight fever and adjured us to go without her. I crossed my heart that I would behave rationally as I do most of the time. I waved her and Kit goodbye and pined her that she would present me the clean bill of health once we get back.The blazing heat on the rainforest section was insurmountable. We could feel the blistering heat permeating inside the airconditioned car.I ensconced myself beside the driver to have a superior view of the whole trip. Monkeys were swinging from tree to tree through vines and dragonflies were droning through air.I can hear the shuttering of camera from behind me, which Evans was too engrossed in capturing money shots. He also works part-time at a start-up business that principally focuses on saving the environment. It pays a little but for Evans, it’s a job where he invests most of his blood, sw