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Her body was tender from the sex last night, and yet she was up for another round. She matched his needs, and that's what he liked about her.

The little sounds she made as he went deeper into her were making him greedy for sex. How could she taste and feel so addicted? She wasn't the first woman he took a virgin; his first girlfriend back in college was, too, pero hindi ganito ka-sidhing pagnanasa ang naramdaman niya.

Kirsten wasn't the prettiest nor the sexiest woman he had ever taken to bed, pero may pagkakaiba ito sa ibang mga babaeng nakilala niya. She had the intensity, the urgent desire, the burning fire. Marahil ay iyon ang apoy na nakikita niya noon pa man sa mga mata nito.

And boy oh boy, he never had sex with a woman more than twice in a row before. But last night, he was so deprived and she was so hot he couldn't stop from taking her over and over. He wanted her damned much, para siyang taong uhaw na uhaw at ilang araw nang naliligaw sa disyerto at nakakita ng batis sa gitna niyon.

Hindi na niya nagawang kontrolin ang sarili; pinagbigyan na niya ang hiling ng kaniyang katawan. Ang akala niya'y pagsisisihan niya ang nangyari sa kanila at inihanda na niya ang sarili sa pag-gising kinabukasan; but the moment he woke up in the morning, he felt nothing but satisfaction. There was no ounce of guilt in his heart.

Pero may gusto siyang linawin mula kay Kirsten kaya hinintay niya itong magising. It was a relief when she said she wasn't really expecting anything from him. He didn't want to make promises and commit to something he knew he wasn't capable of doing— participating in a romantic relationship.

All he could offer was... damn. The sex per se.

Isang malakas na ungol mula kay Kirsten ang nagpabalik ng pansin niya rito. Kirsten opened her eyes again and looked up at him— her eyes burning with desire. Ang mga kamay nitong nakahawak kanina sa mga braso niya'y umangat patungo sa dibdib nito; touching her own damn self.

He slowed down and watched her play with her breasts in amusement. He liked the wild side of her; dalawang gabi na niyang nasasaksihan iyon pero namamangha pa rin siya.

Who would have thought that the crying woman sitting by the window was actually this bold when it comes to sex?

Damn, the mystery surrounding her personality was something he liked the most. He wanted to know what other secrets she was keeping from him. Maliban sa pagiging bold at wild ay ano pa ang mayroon itong hindi pa niya natutuklasan?

"Quaro... can you... touch me?"

"Hindi ba't ginagawa ko na?" he said, and was even surprised by the sound of his voice.

"No," she replied, "I mean, here."

"Here where?"

Ang mga kamay nitong dumadama sa sariling dibdib ay sandali nitong inalis upang dalhin sa mga kamay niyang mariing nakahawak sa balakang at binti nito. He was thrusting slowly and yet deeply, trying to control his lust just so he wouldn't cause her pain.

She guided his hands to her breasts, and boy, was he dazzled. She had a medium-sized breasts, and her tawny-colored nipples went hard the moment his palm touched them. Parang nililok ang kaniyang mga palad sa dibidib nito. Were they made for him? His hands were like missing puzzles to her breasts—they fit perfectly. Tulad ng mga katawan nila.

Muling lumiyad si Kirsten saka ipinikit ang mga mata nang maramdaman ang init ng kaniyang mga palad sa balat nito.

"Please touch me, katulad ng ginawa mo kagabi."

"I was planning to," he said before softly kneading her breasts. "Don't hurry, Kirsten. We have all the time in the world."

"Hindi naman ako... nagmamadali," she explained before arching her body once again, meeting his thrust. "Kaya lang ay... parang may sasabog na naman sa kaloob-looban ko at gusto kong... gustong kong damhin mo ako—Oh!"

Malakas itong napasinghap nang dumiin ang pagdama niya sa mga dibdib nito. At ang singhap na iyon ay sinundan ng mahinang pag-ungol.

"Yes, Quaro, gan'yan nga..."

He bent his head and started nuzzling her neck. "How can you be so inexperienced and yet so bold, Kirsten?"

Ungol lang ang isinagot nito sa kaniya.

He pulled up, slowly releasing his shaft from her tightness, and stopped when there was nothing left but the tip. Ibinalik niya ang tingin kay Kirsten na biglang natilihan sa ginawa niya.

He did that to control his desire— he didn't want to finish so soon, but Kirsten's tightness was making it hard for him.

He wanted to prolong this marvelous moment with her, kahit alam niyang maaari nilang gawin iyon nang paulit-ulit sa susunod pang mga oras, sa susunod pang mga araw. He just didn't want to... end the fire. At least not yet.

His hands were still cupping her breasts, his thumbs were gently circling her tawny nipples when he spoke, "Do you touch yourself when no one is around, Kirsten?"

Kirsten blinked, trying to divert her attention to what he said, "Huh?"

"When you were drunk the other night, you touched your breasts in front of me. Why did you do it?"

"I... I don't remember."

He smirked, "Of course you don't. But do you often do it? You never had experienced with other men, but your actions tell me how your body wants to be touched so bad."

"That's because I want you to touch me so badly, Quaro..." Her eyes ignited all the more.

Now, his hands started to knead those giggly bitties; a teasing and tantalizing touch that made Kirsten arched her body once again; encouraging him to get back to his slow, mind-blowing penetration.

Pero imbes na pagbigyan ito ay iba ang kaniyang ginawa. He released his engorged, throbbing shaft from her juicy portal and stared at her beautiful feminity that had turned slightly red due to his all-night ramming.

He suddenly felt sorry for her— for the pain he'd caused her. He knew he was huge and she had a tiny body; she hadn't yet adjusted to his roughness. At heto na naman siya't ninanamnam ang katawan nito.

Oh, of course, he knew Kirsten was enjoying it, he could see it all over her face. Pero hindi niya maiwasang makaramdam ng awa nang makita ang epekto ng ginawa niya sa pagkababae nito.

Si Kirsten, na nanlaki ang mga mata sa ginawa niya'y akmang babangon, subalit naging maagap siya at pinigilan ito.

With his hands still cupping her breasts, he bent down and kissed her.

Her mouth opened over his as he kissed her in a demanding and urgent manner. His tongue stroked intimately against hers while his thumbs and pinkies continued to play her hardened nips. Kirsten responded to his kisses with equal hunger, and when she caught and sucked his tongue, he just lost it again.

His hands grasped her breasts and kneaded them roughly, making Kirsten whimper in pleasure-pain.

The kiss went deeper until Kirsten gently pushed him away; sending a message that she was starting to lose air.

He let go of her lips, but his hands remained in action.

"Quaro..." she called breathlessly.

"Hmm?"

"Ganito mo ba... masahin ang mga tinapay mo?"

He couldn't help but smile in the middle of this intense passion. "No, minamasa ko sila nang may pagmamahal."

"At ako?" she asked, eyes lit fire. "Masa ng may pagnanasa?"

"Ayaw mo ba?"

"Siyempre gusto, kaya lang—"

"Tomorrow, I'll show you how to knead the dough. But for now, I want you to just cry my name and ride with me to the stars and beyond."

Kirsten opened her mouth to say something, but he stopped her when his mouth went down to her aching nip. She let out a soft cry when he suckled it like a hungry babe.

He was goddamn horny he's ready to fill her wetness with his flesh again.

His hands slid down to her bottom, cupped, and pulled her up against him, fitting her to his throbbing length; then drove into her with enough force to make her body arch all the more.

Outside, customers were passing by wondering why the shop hadn't opened yet. Nobody knew that inside it, behind closed doors, there were two insatiable souls exploring paradise and traveling across the stars and beyond.

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Alas-cuatro ng hapon nang matapos ang huling klase ni Kirsten. Nagmamadaling iniligpit ng dalaga ang mga gamit at ini-silid sa backpack bago nagpaalam sa mga kaklase na mauuna na. Her classmates knew she had to leave early to catch the truck—wala sinuman sa mga ito ang nakaaalam na doon na siya sa Panaderia de Quaro nakatira.

She had been living there for a month now, and everything seemed... great.

At least para sa kaniya.

Maligaya siya sa bawat araw na naroon siya sa ilalim ng bubong ni Quaro; kasama ito.

Walang pinagbago sa pakikitungo sa kaniya ang binata; he remained distant and quiet as he used to. Malibang nasa ibabaw sila ng kama—o ng sink, o ng round table, o ng Lay Z Boy. In short, Quaro turned into a totally different person during intercourse.

Oh well, nasa university siya sa umaga at sa hapon lang sila nagkikita. He'd pretend busy and wouldn't even look at her whenever she'd enter the shop. Tulad ng dati ay didiretso siya sa table na nasa bintana banda at uupo roon upang magpalipas ng oras hanggang sa magsara ng shop si Quaro.

She would just sit there and pretend to read a book, pero ang totoo'y ino-obserbahan niya ito—tulad ng dati niyang ginagawa bago pa man siya tumira roon.

She would watch him smile and be jolly with his customers, flirt a little with others which she understood his tactic to retain customers. Minsan ay hindi niya maiwasang magselos, pero lagi niyang initatatak sa isip na malibang wala siyang karapatan ay alam niyang business-business lang iyon.

Gusto niyang sabihin sa mga babaeng lumalandi kay Quaro na pag-aari na niya ito—kahit alam niyang hindi naman ganoon ang kaso. She wanted to tell the world that she and the man ladies were flirting with shared a bed every night and that they were having hot, juicy sex whenever and wherever they'd want to.

Pero kapag ginawa niya iyon ay baka katapusan na ng kaligayahan niya.

Quaro didn't like dramas—he wanted to maintain his normal, quiet life. Kombinyente rito ang existence niya dahil nabibigyan niya ito sa satisfaction sa kama nang hindi kinakailangang pumasok sa isang romantikong relasyon.

She could say the same to herself. Her body craved for him. She wanted every bit and piece of him, she wanted all of him.

Sa bawat araw na lumilipas at kasama niya ito ay lalo siyang nahuhulog dito. At alam niyang... may katapusan ang lahat ng iyon.

But she was ready for it.

Damn, this was what she wanted, anyway. So, she was ready to take a dose of her own medicine. Alam niyang hindi panghabangbuhay ang kaligayang nararamdaman niya sa piling ni Quaro.

Sooner or later, she would leave his house, and Quaro would go back to his normal life without her; sex partner wasn't an issue for him, anyway.

Hindi niya nakikita ang posibilidad na mahuhulog ito sa kaniya. He was the same every day, walang character development.

Kapag natapos ang isandaang araw na paninirahan niya roon ay aalis siya katulad ng napagkasunduan nila—unless Quaro would stop her and ask her to stay.

Oh well, she could only hope.

Tatanggapin niya ang tadhana niya kapag natapos na ang isandaang araw na agreement nila ni Quaro. If Quaro would let her go, she would accept it wholeheartedly; masasaktan siya at malulungkot, pero at least ay wala siyang pagsisisi. Walang what ifs dahil alam niyang sinubukan niya ang lahat ng paraang alam niya para mapalapit dito. Half of her plans had succeeded, at kung hindi man mauwi sa mimimithi niyang resulta ang lahat ay tatanggapin niya iyon nang buo sa loob.

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Sampung minutong lakad lang mula sa university ay mararating na niya ang shop. Nagsalubong ang mga kilay niya nang makitang nakasara ang roll-up door— sinulyapan niya ang oras sa relos at nang masigurong hindi siya nagkamali sa oras ay lalong lumalim ang pagkakakunot ng kaniyang noo.

Bakit siya nagsara nang maaga ngayon?

Sa loob ng apat na buwan simula nang makilala niya ito ay noon pa lang niya nakitang nagsara nang maaga si Quaro.

Did something happen? Family emergency, maybe?

Inayos niya ang pagkakasukbit ng backpack sa balikat at binilisan ang paglalakad. Nang malapit na siya ay saka niya nakitang pati mga kurtina ng glass window ay nakasara rin. Lalo siyang nag-taka at nabahala.

There must be a reason why Quaro closed the shop earlier than normal—and she was getting worried.

Inilabas niya ang susi mula sa bulsa ng unipormeng palda at dire-diretsong naglakad patungo sa likod ng shop— she couldn't open the roll up door so the backdoor was her only entry. Subalit bago pa man siya nakaliko patungo sa likod ng shop ay narinig niya ang pagbukas ng roll up door dahilan kaya nabitin ang sunod niyang paghakbang.

Lumingon siya at nakita ang tuluyang pagbukas niyon at ang paglabas ng isang babaeng kilalang-kilala niya;

Si Paige.

Pakiramdam niya'y may kung anong matulis na bagay ang tumusok sa kaniyang dibdib sa mga sandaling iyon. Alam niyang wala siyang karapatang magselos; paulit-ulit niyang inisisiksik sa utak ang bagay na iyon, pero hindi niya maiwasan lalo at kilala niya kung ano at sino si Paige sa buhay ni Quaro.

Paige wasn't just a customer; she was Quaro's friend and the first and original fuck buddy. Maliban pa roon, Quaro and Paige had something special going on. Not romantically, but it was more like a deep connection. Dahil hindi tulad niya ay alam ni Paige ang lahat-lahat tungkol sa binata.

Because Quaro had opened himself up to Paige. He had shared stories with her, dreams, and plans, too.

Hindi tulad sa kaniya na maliban sa mga tipikal na tanong tungkol sa buhay niya at kaswal na pag-uusap kapag wala sila sa kama, Quaro never bothered to share deep conversations with her. Hanggang sa puntong iyon ay hindi pa rin ito nagbubukas ng tungkol sa buhay nito sa kaniya.

There were still boundaries—and she hated it but she remained patient; alam niyang darating ang araw na magkakaroon ng pagbabago ang relasyong mayroon sila. Hiling niya, ang araw na iyon sana'y dumating bago matapos ang isandaang araw na palugit.

Nanatili siya sa kinatatayuan at pinanood ang sandaling pag-uusap ng dalawa sa harap ng shop. Quaro stood at the door, hands in his pockets as he talked to Paige with a tender smile on his lips.

Paige on the other hand looked worried for some reason; she was saying something which made Quaro take his hand out and pat her shoulder.

Ilang sandali pa'y tinawid ni Paige ang pagitan nito at ni Quaro saka hinalikan ang huli sa pisngi.

After a few seconds, she let go and waved goodbye.

Si Quaro ay nanatiling nakatayo roon at sinundan ng tingin si Paige na naglakad palayo. Nang pumihit ito upang bumalik sa loob ay doon siya nakita ni Quaro. He frowned and tilted his head on the side; gesturing at her to come in.

Nauna itong pumasok sa shop na tila wala lang.

Oh well, wala naman itong kailangang ipag-alala pagdating sa kaniya. He made it clear to her that their relationship was something with no emotions involved.

Wala akong karapatang tanungin siya tungkol sa kung ano ang ginawa nila ni Paige. Why would I ask kung alam ko naman na kung ano?

And she wasn't just jealous—she was sad and disappointed.

I probably wasn't enough for him, kaya pinatos pa rin si Paige.

Nagpakawala siya nang mahabang buntong-hininga at bagsak ang mga balikat na humakbang patungo sa harap ng shop. Nakayuko siyang naglakad, at bago pumasok sa loob ay humugot muli ng malalim na paghinga.

Hinigpitan niya ang paghawak sa strap ng bag at payukong pumasok. Anong gulat niya nang sa pagpasok niya ay bigla siyang hinila ni Quaro. At sa panlalaki ng kaniyang mga mata'y bumaba ang ulo nito sa kaniya.

Bago pa man rumehistro sa kaniya ang balak nitong gawin ay dumampi na ang mga labi nito sa kaniya.

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CHAPTER 17 – Her First Tip

A/N:

Kabahan na kayo sa next chap. LOL

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