"Uuwi raw ang daddy mo mamayang lunch."

I was waiting for him inside my room while he talked to our helpers. He said he needed to make sure no one would look for us. He locked the door as soon as he stepped inside.

"Ate Melba mentioned about that."

"May mga kasama rin yata." It only took him two full steps to reach where I stood. His left hand grabbed my waist to pull me closer to him and cupped the back of my head as he dove into my lips for a deep kiss. We were in this situation the day before yesterday, and now we're here again doing stuff we weren't supposed to do. I could hear us exchanging heavy breathing as we devoured each other's mouths. I bit his lower lip, and I gained a light chuckle from him.

I knew it sounded so weird if I asked for a sun on that old garden because at seven of this lovely morning, the sun directly shone into my bed from the open window, creating a dreamy lighting in the whole room. If I wanted a sun, here was the sun I was looking for. I didn't need to go anywhere.

He lifted me and carried me on my thighs as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I held his cheeks, deepening our kisses. I never thought I'd miss this feeling . . . or maybe the feeling of being wanted. He walked toward the bed and carefully lay me down on the bed. My long hair spread out on the mattress, and my legs were still locked around his waist.

"I now wonder what things they taught you in your theology classes," I said, grinning as I watched him take his shirt off.

Damn, Jessa, you really know what you're into. Snooty Guy looked steaming hot and glorious under the morning sun. Every cut of his muscles was bragging all of its might in front of me.

"May kuwento ako diyan." Itinapon niya sa gilid ng kama ang damit na hinubad saka ako hinatak para maupo sa kandungan niya.

"Are we gonna talk about that right now?" I stared at his lips as I breathed so loud.

"Puwede rin." He pulled my top and threw it on the floor. He was so skilled at unclasping my bra, and the next thing I saw, he was running his tongue on my neck, cupping my right boob hard.

"Don't leave a mark. I don't have any closed necks," I reminded, and that went out as a moan. I closed my eyes to feel everything better. I grabbed his soft hair, and I was surprised it was softer than it looked. The volume was something I wanted my hair to have.

His lips ran down to chest, feeding his mouth with my left mound as he pinched the crown of my right. I felt so hot just by watching him. My nips stood firm every time he bit and pinched them. I opened my mouth, raised my head, and moaned so softly, avoiding making a noise that could reach outside of my room. He had no idea how many times I cussed him inside my head right now.

"Ah!" I yelped when he suddenly pushed me to lie down on the mattress. And just like that, he unbuttoned my denim and pulled it away along with my panties.

The sunlight flashing on my naked body was bouncing its rays to his torso and face, and I swear I'd almost seen a god kneeling in front of me.

He ran his fingers through his wavy hair and gave me a proud smile. "God created a problem when He made you this beautiful."

"Huh?" That sounded so familiar.

I let my elbows rest beside me and lifted my upper body so I could watch him drop light kisses under my chest, to my stomach, down to my lower abdomen until he reached what was between my legs. It was making all the butterflies in my stomach fly from their cages. He lifted my left leg and kissed the side of it, then he bowed down to eat me whole.

"Oh my g—" I gasped so loud as I felt that strong tingle reach my head from below. My left leg was hooked on his shoulder. My right hand clasped his hair so strongly as he ran his tongue on my sensitive line, then played with my pearl. He was making circles and sucking it.

The sensation was making me crazy, and I arched my back as soon as he inserted a finger into me.

"Fuck me, please . . . fuck!" I begged, grabbing his hair tighter.

He was pushing and pulling his finger in and out of me, still tongue-fucking me to heaven. I might be losing my head right now. My legs were trembling, and I could see angels as my eyes rolled in extreme pleasure. I exploded without a warning, and I really tried so hard to regain enough consciousness.

I was panting for air when he stopped. The moment I opened my eyes, he was already on top of me, reaching for a hotter kiss. It was wet and ravenous, lapping my tongue like an animal in the wild consuming its prey. My head was focused on the kiss, I pulled away to moan when I felt him push his hard shaft inside my throbbing cunt.

I stared at his smiling eyes at first, then we both groaned as he went in deeper.

"Fuck . . ." I moaned so softly, making myself believe that it didn't hurt at all.

"Masakit?"

Mabilis akong umiling para sabihing hindi. "That feels so fucking good . . ."

"Wala sa itsura mo ngayon."

"It does . . . fuck me now, please, please, please . . ." I was begging so desperately, it was hurting my body every time he was making me wait.

He started slow, and after a few thrusts, he was pounding me like hell. The bed was creaking so loud, I was worried someone might hear us fucking in the morning.

Guess he thought of the same, so he pulled out and grabbed my arm to guide me up. He raised my right leg and let my right foot stay at the edge of the bed. He stood behind me, grabbing my neck with enough force not to asphyxiate me. He then put his cock inside me and thrust from behind with a harder force.

"Why the fuck are you so good at this . . . ?" I moaned louder. His hand on my neck covered my mouth as his other hand was busy playing on my sore clit.

"Sshh . . . maririnig tayo sa labas . . . huwag kang maingay . . ."

I'd definitely go crazy just by hearing his deep voice grunt like that. He could sing, he could cook, he could play instruments, and now he could fuck me harder. This was the only time I badly wanted him not to be nice at all.

Our bodies were clapping against each other. From the bed, he carried me in his arms and pushed my back against the wall. I reached desperately for anything to support my weight, but he was fucking me so rough with just his arms as my frame, afraid the wooden wall might collapse at any time if he continued doing so. My arms enveloped his sturdy shoulders, keeping me in place.

"I'm cumming . . . I'm cumming . . . I'm cumming . . ." I pleaded so many times.

Lifting me as he thrust made me cum, and I wasn't sure if he felt my juices spilled out of my body. I was shuddering like shit, and I knew he could feel me shaking, but he didn't stop. He only put me on the wooden floor, kneeling. He then grabbed my waist from behind and put his dick deeper between my parted, trembling legs.

"Fuck!" I was gasping for air as I clawed at the floor. My fingernails were creaking every time I grabbed it. I felt so sore already, and the friction from his raw cock was hurting my walls. I yelped when he pulled the back of my hair and rode me roughly, like how he held and rode his horse.

My sweat formed on my forehead and my back, giving me cold chills as the cold wind passed us. I was losing consciousness when he slowed down. He pulled me closer to his body. His left arm hugged my waist to keep me in place. He was now pulling his shaft gently and pushing it again inside me like a soft wave.

"Kaya mo pa?" hinihingal na tanong niya.

"I can't feel my head anymore . . ." That went out so breathy.

"Pahinga muna tayo?" He gave my sweaty cheek a loud kiss.

"Aren't you tired?"

He raised his left wrist to check the time on his watch. "8:12 pa lang naman. Nakakaisang oras pa lang tayo."

"Fuck off. I was expecting three minutes from you."

"Wala nang tumama sa expectations mo tungkol sa 'kin." He chuckled and kissed me on my temple. "Tuloy na lang natin mamaya. Baka maabutan pa tayo ng daddy mo rito."