Nakita niya ang pagngiti ni Phillian nang mapatingin ito sa kama. His eyes raked over her naked body, and that's when his expression changed. It was the kind of expression she saw whenever they made love.

           There were hunger, desire, and excitement on his face, and she wouldn't wait to have another taste of him. Pero bago iyon ay gusto niyang umpisahan na nito ang pagpipinta sa kaniya.

            This wasn't planned, actually. Hindi sinasadyang nakita niya ang mga gamit nito sa pagpipinta nang ayusin niya ang mga damit sa loob ng closet nito. May nakita siyang secret space sa pinaka-ilalim na parte at doon niya natagpuan ang mga gamit nito. At nang makita niya iyon ay kaagad niyang naisip na gawin ang ginawa.

           She waited for him to come home that night, at sinabihan niya si Nelly na magpahinga na nang maaga dahil siya na ang bahalang umasikaso kay Phillian sa pag-uwi nito. At nang marinig niya ang paghimpil ng pick up truck sa ibaba ay isa-isa niyang sinindihan ang mga kandila saka nag-umpisang maghubad.

            Hindi nagtagal ay dumating ito—and her heart skip a beat.

           At mukhang nagustuhan nito ang ginawa niya; nakikita niya iyon sa mga mata nito.

           "Bakit gustong-gusto mong gayahin ang nangyari sa pelikulang iyon, ha?" tanong ni Pahillian, ang tinig ay masuyo. Sinabayan pa nito iyon ng paghalukipkip.

           She chuckled. "Gusto ko lang. Ayaw mo ba?"

           He shrugged; his eyes traveled down to her inviting breasts. "If I were to paint you naked, where are you planning to hang the artwork?"

           "Alangan naman doon sa silong?" pamimilosopa niya sabay ikot ng mga mata na ikinatawa ni Phillian. "Siyempre dito sa silid natin. And I want you to stare at it, and worship it everyday."

           "Hmmm, sounds like a good idea." Tuluyan nitong inisara ang pinto ng silid at doon ay nagsimula na siyang pigilan ang paghinga.

            Oh Lord, alam na niya kung saan mauuwi ang lahat.

           Si Phillian ay kung paano na lang ibinato ang cellphone at susi ng truck sa ibabaw ng side table. Muntikan pang matumba ang isang candle holder na tamaan iyon ng cellphone. Lumapit ito sa kama at niyuko siya. Ang mga kamay nito'y initukod nito sa kama, sa pagitan ng mga balikat niya, saka siya dinampian ng banayad na halik sa mga labi.

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           Caty puckered her lips to meet his, and although he had planned only to give her a peck, he found himself wanting more. His mouth opened over hers, and Caley didn't resist. Their lips locked for a gentle yet sensual kiss.

            To think she was naked underneath him and he still controlled himself for taking her was applaudable.

           Kung hindi lang nito nais na ipinta niya ito'y kalilimutan niya ang tungkol sa bagay na iyon at paiibaw na siya rito. She was so delectable lying on his bed and he couldn't contain his urges. His body started to heat up, and he knew if he didn't stop now, there wouldn't be stopping later.

           He let go of her lips hesitantly and stood straight.

            Caty stayed at her position; her face flushed in red, her lips were swollen, her chest went up and down as she chased her breath. Those were because of the sensual kiss he gave her.

           "I'm a little tired, but I will do my best," he said. Tumalikod na siya bago pa siya maubusan ng kontrol sa sarili.

            He sat in the couch and faced his canvas. Kinuha niya ang painting plate habang si Caty ay hinahanap ang komportableng posisyon para rito. He gazed at her skin—he needed to produce a lighter shade to achieve her skin color, so he started by mixing blue and yellow oil paints, then he added a little orange and white to create a lighter tone. Matapos niyang maihalo ang mga kulay na iyon ay ibinalik niya ang tingin kay Caty na ngayon ay nakaayos na at mukhang nahanap na ang pwestong nais.

           He smiled at her, trying to focus on the job and not on his bulky crotch.

           "Okay. Let's start, babe," he said before placing the plate back to the table beside the couch. Hinanap niya sa cup of brushes na naroon din ang tamang brush na gagamitin sa pag-uumpisa, saka dinampot ang black pain. Using the light coat of black paint, he roughly sketched the dominant curves, lines, and focal points of her body.

           It took a couple of minutes for him to be able to draw her full frame. His blue eyes focused on every line and curve, and when he was ready to apply the paint, he spoke again. "Are you comfortable in that position?"

           Caty smirked. "I've done worst with you."

           He couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah, I forgot. Sorry about that."

           She answered him with a giggle, trying to move as little as possible.

           Inituloy niya ang ginagawa nang may ngiti sa mga labi. Ilang beses siyang humugot ng malalim na paghinga upang ayusin ang sarili at alisin sa isip ang init na unti-unting umiipon sa pagitan ng kaniyang mga binti. He did his best to focus on the painting; ayaw niyang ma-disappoint ito sa resulta.

           Makalipas ang halos isang oras ay natapos rin niya sa wakas. Madali lang naman; tatlong set of colours lang ang ginamit niya. The one for the skin, the black lining for her eyes and other curves, and the brown color for her hair and shadow.

            Muli niyang sinulyapan si Caty. She was still lying in bed; her face was serious, and her eyes focused on his. Nag-iba na ito ng posisyon pero ang anyo ay nanatiling seryoso.

           "Do you wanna see it?" he asked, smiling.

           Hindi ito sumagot, muling nag-iba ng posisyon. Dumapa ito sa kama, ini-unan ang ulo sa mga braso, subalit ang mga mata'y nanatili sa kaniya. "Nelly and I went to the clinic earlier this morning."

           Nahinto ang akma niyang pagdadagdag ng shadow sa ini-pinta niya nang marinig ang sinabi nito. "Ano'ng ginagawa ninyo roon? May sakit ka ba? Si Nelly?"

            "Tinulungan ko ang dalawang doctor doon sa pag-asikaso sa mga nagkakasakit dahil sa bagyo—I volunteered."

           "Oh. You did?" Naibaba niya ang painting plate at brush.

           "Ayaw nilang maniwala na doktor ako; they thought I was just a spoiled rich girl na naligaw sa lugar na iyon at nagbibida-bidahan. So to prove to them, I provided my licence number. Pero kahit na na-kompirma na nilang totoo ang mga sinabi ko'y may pagdududa pa rin sa kanila. Bakit daw magbo-volunteer ang isang New York doctor sa lugar nila. I mean... did it even matter? Ang doktor ay doktor kahit saang lupalop ng mundo man ito naroon."

            "They're probably just wondering kung ano ang ginagawa ng isang tulad mo sa bayan namin," pagpapaintindi niya.

            "You're right. At hindi nila ako kilala. Pero nang makita nila si Nelly at sabihin ni Nelly na bisita ako rito sa beach house ay huminahon sila." Caty paused and chuckled. "Are you a celebrity in this town? Halos lahat ay kilala ka."

            Ngumisi siya sa sinabi nito.

            Nahinto si Caty sa pag-ngiti at nang muling nagsalita'y may lungkot na sa tinig, "Maraming bata ang nagkakasakit ngayon sa gymnasium. Dikit-dikit ang pwesto ng mga taong nag-evacuate doon at nagkahawaan ng mga sakit. But the main source of their illness was not due to a virus, but from a contaminated food and water. The local government needs to provide them with clean water and healthy meals. I have already coordinated with the LGU sa tulong na rin ni Nelly, they heard out my suggestion. And they... invited me to volunteer." Caty bit her lower lip. "Pwede ko bang gawin iyon, Phill? Would you... allow me to work as a volunteer doctor at the town's clinic?"

           Nagpakawala siya ng masuyong ngiti. "Why are you even asking? Of course, you can. It's your decision and you have full control over your life, Caty. I'm just here to... support."

           Caty smiled widely. Relief was on her beautiful face.

            Did she think he would stop her from doing things she wanted?

            "Noong mawala ang mga magulang ko ay kinupkop ako ng dalawa kong mga tiyahin," Caty said after a while. "They were controlling; I was not allowed to do stuff without their permission. Noong nakaalis naman ako sa poder nila, I met my ex-boyfriend. He was always jealous and manipulative; hindi ko rin nagawa ang gusto kong gawin dahil sa pag-kontrol niya."

            Nahabag siya sa narinig tungkol sa ginawa ng mga tiyahin nito, at nakaramdam siya ng selos nang marinig naman ang tungkol sa dati nitong kasintahan. As much as possible, he didn't want to hear anything about the previous guy. Caty is his now.

            "You are the third person I allowed to be in my life, Phill. At masaya akong... iba ka sa kanila."

            Nawala ang kung ano mang negatibong damdamin sa kaniyang dibidb nang marinig ang huling sinabi nito. His heart melted.

            "Don't worry, Caty-cat..." he said softly. "Your happiness will always be my priority, and I know people could only be truly happy if they have their freedom."

           Caty's smile was bright after hearing what he said. She stood up, got off the bed, and walked toward him. Naked from her head down to her toes, she stopped in front of him and gazed at him with longing. "I missed you all day, Mr. Fisherman..."

           Lalong natunaw ang puso niya. The words she said were what he had been yearning for. Ito ang matagal na niyang pinapangarap.

            Someone who would wait for him to come home, someone he could kiss after a long, tiring day, someone who would say he was missed. Someone like his Caty-cat.

           Itinaas niya ang kamay at hinawakan ito sa beywang. Her skin was warm against his palm. For sure, mas mainit ito sa bahaging iyon...

           "I've been thinking about you kahit na abala ako kanina," Caty continued, and to his surprise, she knelt down. Ang mga kamay nito'y dumapo sa kaniyang dibdib, her finger's started to unbutton his shirt. "Let's make a deal."

           "Hmm? What deal?" 

           "Let's make love every night."

           Sandali lang siyang natigilan nang marinig ang sinabi nito, hanggang sa napangisi siya at masuyo itong hinawakan sa mukha. "That's not even a deal, babe."

           "What is it, then?" she asked, her hands had finally finished unbuttoning his shirt.

           "It's a gift, a present, a prize. Making love with you makes me feel like I won a jackpot, or I was given a gift for being a good boy. Like, a blessing. And that is what you are to me, Caty-cat."

           Nakita niya ang pagkinang ng mga mata nito sa sinabi niya. Well, it had always been his nature. Honesty. And he was always honest with his feelings. He didn't want to waste time denying; hindi naman tutugma ang reaksyon ng kaniyang katawan kung itatanggi niya ang nararamdman niya para rito.

           "And you are to me, Phillian," she whispered, raising her body to kiss him on the lips.

           He welcomed her kisses and closed his eyes in submission. His hand then circled to the back of her neck, giving her a gentle massage as he responded to her sensual kiss. She tasted sweet, like always. The kind of sweetness that stays in his soul.

           She urged Caty to go on top of him, but she refused and stayed between his legs. He wondered what she was thinking?

           Ilang sandali pa'y tinapos ni Caty ang halik at muling bumaba, ang mga kamay nito'y dumapo sa magkabila niyang mga binti.

           "What are you planning to do?" he asked hoarsely.

           "Return the favor."

           Bago pa siya nakapagsalitang muli ay dumapo naman ang mga kamay nito sa ugpungan ng suot niyang Khaki shorts. Sa isang kisap-mata'y natanggal nito ang pagkakabutones niyon at ang zipper ay mabilis ding naibaba. Caty's eyes went wide open when she released his engorge sex from his boxers. It was hard and mad; ready for the action.

           Caty stared at it as if she had seen something that took her soul; sandali itong nakipagtitigan sa pagkalalaki niya bago nito iyon hinawakan. Isang mahinang ungol ang kumawala sa lalamunan niya nang maramdaman ang mainit nitong palad doon.

           "Relax, Mr. Fisherman," she said, whispering as she glanced at his flushed face. "Let me try this for you."

           He filled his lungs with air. "Do you even know how?"

           She shrugged. "I practiced."

           Muntik nang masira ang mood niya sa sinabi nito. An image of Caty with another man in bed flashed his mind. Muling may bumangong selos sa kaniyang dibdib, pero mas matimbang ang pagnanasang nararamdaman niya sa mga sandaling iyon kaysa sa selos, kaya nanatili siya sa pwesto—pigil-pigil ang paghinga.

           Caty started by folding her hand around his shaft; she tensed a little. Then, she slid her palm through his length, gently caressing, as if finding the right tempo that would please him. At habang ginagawa nito iyon ay muli siya nitong sinulypan; pinag-aaralan kung sa paanong paraan siya tutugon sa ginagawa nito sa kaniyang katawan.

           He gave her an encouraging smile. "Go on, baby. You're doing good."

           Caty tightened her grip and continued her slow pace. Ang tingin nito'y muling bumalik sa kaniyang pagkalalaki at tinitigan iyon.

           "I have read somewhere that the head of the penis is a bed of sensitive nerve endings," Caty stated, her eyes focused on the thick veins of his shaft. "How true is that?"

           "That's true. The head is the most sensitive part," he answered. His voice started to shake a bit.

           "Would you like it if I focused more on the head?"

           "You are free to try, baby..."

           Caty didn't hesitate. She lowered her head and brushed her soft lips to his burning head. A slow groan came out of his throat. At tila nagustuhan ni Caty ang narinig, dahil naging mas mapangahas ito. She opened her sweet, little mouth, let out her tongue and lick the tip—tasting, teasing. Licking as if it was some kind of ice cream.

            Ang sunod na mga sandali ay kay hirap indahin para sa kaniya.

           Caty spent some time licking his shaft, circling her hot tongue onto the head, sucking the tip, and flicking the frenulum—making him lose his mind. Oh, fuck. Caty was so good at it. At gusto niyang pasalamatan—sa kabila ng selos—ang kung sino man na nagturo rito ng ganoong paraan dahil siya ang nakikinabang. And he would make sure he remains the only one. The last one.

           Caty wouldn't go anywhere unless he'd let her. From now on, she's stuck with him. She could do whatever she wanted in life, but he would make sure he's the only and last man in her life. He would make sure of that.

           He groaned like a wounded animal when Caty did what he didn't expect—she took his length into her hot mouth and gave him a deep throat, silencing his thoughts. Humigpit ang pagkakahawak niya sa armrest ng couch na kinauupuan sa tindi ng nararamdaman. Kung magpapatuloy ito sa ganoon ay baka hindi niya mapigilang ipahiya ang sarili. He could feel the heat building up, and he knew it wouldn't take long for him to explode.

           "Baby... How can you be so good at this...?" He almost didn't recognize his own voice. It was hoarse and dry. He was catching his breath, he was losing his mind.

           Slowly, passionately, Caty released his shaft and stared up at him. Her eyes filled with tears—which probably she got from taking his length.

           "Did you like what I just did?" she asked with a naughty smile. Ang kamay nito'y patuloy sa pagtaas-baba.

           "If I said yes, what would you do?"

           Caty said no words, but she did open her mouth and took his length into her mouth once more. She gave her another deep-throat, paused for a few seconds until she gagged and let loose. Pero hindi ito tumagil doon. She continued to suck and stroke his shaft with her lovely mouth as if she was too hungry to stop.

            There were times she would stop on the tip and just suck the hell out of it, before stroking his penis with her juicy mouth once again.

           He was lost for words—he had found his match. He wanted her even more.

           "I can't take this anymore, baby, please go over me now..." pagmamakaawa niya.

           Caty left one, final kiss to the tip of his dick before standing up, and coming up to him. She sat on his lap astride. Tuluyan na niyang hinubad ang kaniyang pang-itaas at hinawakan ito sa magkabilang balakang upang ipirmi sa pwesto.

           Caty was facing him, but he had something else in mind.

           "Turn your back on me, babe," he whispered before helping her to change position. Kaagad na sumunod si Caty, patalikod itong naupo sa kandungan niya. "Next, open your legs wide and put them over the armrest.

           Caty followed his instruction like an apt pupil.

           She spread her legs apart and placed them on both sides of the couch. Ang kaliwang kamay nito'y napahawak sa kaniyang braso, habang ang isa'y umangat sa kaniyang leeg, humahaplos.

           "Such a good girl," he whispered before biting the side of her ear. Caty responded with a delicious moan.

           His left hand found her left breast—his favorite—and fondled it not-so-gently; Caty's favorite way. His other hand had other plans.

            His fingers slowly marked an erotic line from the hollow of her throat, to the valley of her breasts, down to her tummy. And then settled between her thighs to stroke the building heat in her. His middle and ring finger found the softness of her pearl, and there he started to play and tease.

           He was rewarded with little cries and moans as Caty writhed beneath his touch. And while his hands were busy doing magic on her feminity and breast, his mouth found her neck and shoulder to worship. He trailed hot kisses from the side of her neck down to her shoulder blade, Caty tilted her head on the other side to give him more access. Her hand on his arm gripped, her breathing started to tumble.

           "Phillian..." she whispered shakily. "Don't stop... please. Keep touching me there..."

           He bit her shoulder blade as he increased pressure through his fingers, making her moist and hot with desire down there.

            Then, he felt her muscle contract around his fingers, followed by her muffled scream.

           He didn't stop though. His fingers continued to enter and retreat again and again until she tightened all the more and released more juices.

            "Ohh, Phil..." she uttered, crying in pleasure. Ang katawan nito'y bahagyang nanginig, ang iyak ay lalong lumakas. Her orgasm was endless.

           "You are ready for the real thing, baby," he said before gently releasing his moist fingers from her tightness, and taking his shaft in his hand, caressing it to prepare for the penetration.

           Caty turned over her shoulder, looked him in the eye, and waited for their bodies to unite. And when they did, her mouth opened to gasp for air. He took that change to cross the distance between them and claim her swollen lips.

           He thrust his shaft into her with enough force that sent her to oblivion.

           Napaliyad si Caty ay nagpakawala ng malakas na pag-ungol. Humigpit ang pagkakahawak niya sa dibdib nito, at ang isa niyang kamay ay muling bumalik sa ugpungan ng kanilang mga katawan upang muli itong damhin sa sensitibong bahagi.

            He released her lips and said, "Go ride me, baby. As hard and fast as you can."

           "Okay..." she answered, shaking with her own desire. Mahigpit itong kumapit sa mga braso niya at hinayaan ang ibabang katawan na kumilos para sa kanilang dalawa.

            Sinasalubong niya ang bawat pagdiin nito upang hindi ito mahirapan, while at the same time, making sure he was deep inside of her. He wanted her to take all of him—everything.

           After a while, Caty's movement went urgent, and his fingers helped her reach her edge by rubbing her clit at a passionate speed. Caty continued to thrust in and pull out, her breast wiggled by her every move, and her portal moist as ever.

           He waited for her to complete surrender, and when he felt her tighten around his shaft, he followed her into the heat of the sun, finding his own scorching release.

            They climaxed at the same time, calling out each other's names as they both moan and growl in satisfaction.

            Her tightness continued to suck his length when he dropped his head onto her shoulder. His hands wrapped around her, their breathing was uneven.

            Damn it. The satisfaction Caty gave him was out of this world. It was nothing compared.

           And right there and then, he knew he would never let her go. He would make sure Caty stays in Contreras—with him.

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