Quaro took off her shirt and her underwear effortlessly. Kirsten was unable to follow what was happening—everything was like whirlwind. She woke up one moment finding him in the room, taking off his clothes. And the next thing she knew, he was already kissing her.

           All at once, there was nothing in her universe but Quaro's kissing, touching, biting, and exploring every inch of her body with his mouth, his tongue, and his hands.

           The way his calloused hands touched her was urgent and left traces of fire. Parang lava na dumadampi sa katawan niya. Tila binabawi nito ang dalawang gabing hindi sila nagkasama. He was... unstoppable, hot, and needy.

           And Kirsten could only do nothing but to moan and cry and respond to his hot kisses.

           "Quaro..." she cried his name like a prayer. Naroong sisinghap ito ng malakas kapag ang mga labi ni Quaro at dadampi sa sensitibong bahagi ng katawan nito; sa gilid ng leeg, sa dibdib, sa tiyan, at gilid ng mga binti. She was moaning in intense desire as she anticipated for his lips and tongue to touch her most sensitive part. It was her favorite part of foreplay—the oral.

           "Quaro..." she uttered again, pressing her elbows onto the bed, lifting her upper body to see what he was doing on her thighs.

           Sa pamamagitan ng liwanag mula sa buwan ay nakita ni Kirsten ang dahan-dahang pagbaba ni Quaro patungo sa pagitan ng kaniyang mga binti. He was kissing the inside part of her thigh while his hands clutched them to ensure she remained in her position.

           Quaro's eyes bored into hers as if he was watching how she would react every time his lips would land on her skin.

           Napakagat labi siya. As Quaro went closer and closer to her core, she held her breath and listened to the hard thumping of her heart.

           And when his eyes darkened, she knew what was about to happen...

           His fingers gently massaged her wetness before his index and middle fingers separated the outer lips of her feminity. He looked down and gazed at her throbbing pearl, smiling a little as he understood how she badly craved for him.

           Now, it's his huge thumb's duty to glorify her body. Using it, he played with her throbbing pearl while his index and middle fingers started to gain entry into her dampness.

           Kirsten tilted her head upward and arched her body as intense sensation occupied her system. Muli nitong inihiga ang sarili sa kama at initaas ang ibabang bahagi ng katawan upang isukong lahat kay Quaro. She needed him—so badly she could lose consciousness.

           And Quaro, understanding what she wanted, delved his fingers even deeper until there was no inch left out. He then started to imitate the sexual act using his huge fingers, and Kirsten writhed underneath him, gasping in pleasure. Ang mga kamay nito'y nasa gilid, gripping the sheet.

           He fastened the movements of his fingers as he watched her delirious face, gasping and moaning alternately. He could feel her convulsing inside, getting damper and damper every second, every thrust. She was panting, she was arching her body to its limit, and was crying his name over and over.

           Quaro knew she was getting there, she was reaching her climax—so he dug deeper, faster for her. And in seconds, Kirsten's body tensed, and a loud, delicious moan came out of her mouth followed by a scream.

           That's when he pulled his fingers out, bent his head down, and tasted her sweet juices—making her gasped and then screamed his name as if she was in trouble and she needed help.

           Kirsten's shaky hands landed on Quaro's head; her fingers dug into his smooth hair before clutching it and lifting her lower body to meet his devilish mouth.

           He tasted her, licked and sucked everything like a thirsty man who found an oasis in the middle of a desert.

           Kirsten's body pulsed every time his tongue touched her pearl; he knew it was sensitive after an orgasm, but he just couldn't stop himself from tasting her. All of her.

           "You are so sweet..." he uttered as he continued to glorify her body with his lips and tongue, "You are right—I should call you Sugar. Because you taste like it."

           Kirsten's body trembled when he continued to devour her. Later on, she raised her upper body and stared at him. Her eyes misty with tears, and her small face flushed in passion. "If... If you don't stop now I'll... probably... lose my consciousness, Quaro..."

           He smiled at her croaky voice and planted one, final kiss onto her damp portal before lifting his body.

           Muling nahiga si Kirsten, ang mga mata'y hindi humihiwalay kay Quaro nang pumaibabaw ito.

           Quaro's smile disappeared when Kirsten's eyes started to water. Bigla itong natilihan; ang isang kamay ay umangat upang banayad na damhin ang pisngi ng dalaga.

           "Why?" he asked softly.

           "I... I'm just happy that... you're here."

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           Nagpakawala ng malalim na paghinga si Quaro. His thumb traced her swollen lips, trying to stop himself from claiming them again for a hungry kiss. He so wanted to do so, but there was something he needed to say first.

           "I'm sorry."

           Kirsten blinked. "For... what?"

           "For being an idiot the other night. I said things that... probably hurt you."

           Natigilan si Kirsten. Nakikita niya sa mukha ito ang pagkagulat. Marahil ay hindi nito inasahang marinig ang paghingi niya ng pasensya.

           Damn, but he felt so guilty after he realized what he had said to her the other night. At tama ang nanay niya; he shouldn't be jealous of his brothers. They were just being nice to her...especially now that they knew he had found his match.

           Sa mahabang sandali ay nanatiling magkahinang lang ang kanilang mga mata. But both of them were aware of the fire surrounding their naked bodies. His manhood still throbbing against her stomach, and her body was burning from the orgasm she had a while ago.

           Nahinto siya sa pag-iisip nang tumaas ang mga kamay ni Kirsten kasunod ng pagpulupot ng mga braso nito sa kaniyang leeg. Nawala na ang namuong luha sa mga mata nito, subalit ang apoy ay naroon pa rin.

           "Kiss me," she ordered. "I want to taste myself from your mouth."

           And Kirsten didn't have to ask twice. Bumaba ang mga labi niya rito at hinagkan ito sa paraang lagi nitong gusto—deep and carnal. Kirsten always wanted it that way.

           They kissed mindlessly in the next few seconds. They were both hungry for each other's kiss—each other's touch and grip. His tongue ravaged her mouth where she would open widely and take him in, sucking it like a tasty lollipop, and play with it with her own.

           And when he thought they were both ready to explore the universe, he parted her legs with his hand, positioned himself in between, and took both of her hands up above her head, crossing his fingers to hers before gently thrusting his engorged shaft into her wetness.

           Kirsten's eyes grew big when she realized something—and he smiled at her reaction before bending his head and claiming her shocked lips.

           He didn't care anymore.

           He was ready to face a new chapter of his life—with her.

           "Q—Quaro..."

           "Hush, babe. It's alright. We're alright."

           "P-Pero—oh!" Kirsten gasped aloud as he continued to delve in—deeper into her core.

           "Oh fuck, you are so hot inside, Kirsten..."

           At bago pa niya napigilan ang sarili ay binilisan na niya ang pagkilos, mas malalim at mas mariin. Mas mapang-angkin. He was enjoying this blissful moment with her—she was tight and juicy and she fitted perfectly with him.

           Now, he could already admit that she was his—and she belonged to him.

           With every thrust he made, Kirsten's muscle would contract, making it hard for him to focus on letting her reach her climax first. He wanted to give her another round of orgasm, he wanted to give her the taste of happiness before he got his own.

           But the feel of her tightness, the wetness enveloping his length, the softness of her body against his, the sweet smell of her juices were making it hard for him to control his urges.

           Fuck—he was getting to the edge and he couldn't stop it.

           "Kirsten..." he murmured her name in oblivion, "...I can't prolong this anymore."

           Kirsten, in her shaky voice, answered, "Give it all to me, Quaro."

           And he did.

           He drove into her again deeply, roughly, until the stars appeared in his sight. There was a moment of exquisite hesitation at first, before he surrendered and climaxed inside of her—the most satisfying he had ever known.

***

           Maingat na tinakpan ni Quaro ng makapal na kumot ang hubad na katawan ni Kirsten nang magising siya sa lamig na nagmumula sa nakabukas na mga bintana. Gustohin man niyang bumangon upang isara ang mga iyon ay hindi niya magawa dahil ang isang braso ni Kirsten ay nakayakap sa kaniya, at ang isang binti ay nakadantay sa binti niya.

           He smiled while staring at her sleeping form. She slept like a baby; but damn, she performed like a master in bed.

           Itinukod niya ang siko sa kama at ipinatong ang ulo sa isang kamay saka banayad na inalis ang buhok na tumabing sa kalahati ng mukha ni Kirsten. Inipit niya iyon sa gilid ng tenga nito upang mapagmasdan niya ito ng mabuti.

           How many times in the past three months did he wake up in the middle of the night and found himself staring at her while she slept? How many times did he secretly plant a gentle kiss on her forehead while she slept? And how many times did he ask himself about his feelings while watching her sleep?

           He had lost count. At ngayon ay aaminin niyang nasasanay na siyang naroon ito sa tabi niya sa tuwing magigising siya. Nasasanay na siyang pagmasdan ito sa gitna ng gabi habang nahihimbing ito. Nasasanay na siyang katabi ito at nararamdaman ang init na nagmumula sa katawan nito.

           Nang maisip iyon ay bumaba ang mga mata niya sa katawan nitong tinakpan niya ng kumot. Sigurado siyang kahit yugyogin niya ito'y hindi ito magigising sa sobrang pagod.

           He had made love to her over and over, and he wasn't planning to stop if only Kirsten didn't ask him to let her sleep. Para siyang teenager na nakatikim ng sex sa unang pagkakataon at ayaw nang huminto.

           This night was different for them, though. It was different because he had finally accepted and embraced the fact that he liked her—very much that he was willing to give her everything he had. He still wasn't sure about wedding bells; wala pa sa isip niya iyon. But he sure wanted Kirsten to stay with him—to be with him.

           In a relationship.

           Him and her—exclusively dating.

           Boyfriend and girlfriend. Stuff like that.

           Boy, he was ready to commit to her in a relationship. He was ready to give her the time she wanted; gifts and movies, date-time, anniversaries and stuff—whatever that comes in a relationship.

           Just as long as she remained in his life.

           But do I just like her? It should be more than just that?

           Damn. He made love to her unprotected the whole night. Hindi pa ba sapat na batayan iyon para sabihing hindi lang niya ito basta gusto?

           Natigil siya sa pag-iisip nang may marinig na ingay. Nagmumula iyon sa loob ng drawer na katabi ng kama. It was a vibrating device; probably a cellphone.

           Sinulyapan niya si Kirsten na mahimbing pa ring nakayakap sa kaniya, bago siya umusog upang abutin sana ang drawer. Pero nahinto siya nang humigpit ang pagkakayakap nito. Marahil ay natilihan ang diwa sa pag-aakalang aalis siya.

           He smiled again and bent his head, giving her a warm kiss on the forehead. Muli itong nahimbing.

           Muli niyang ibinaling ang pansin sa drawer. Sinubukan niyang abutin iyon nang hindi niya kinailangang kumawala sa yakap ni Kirsten. And he did. Nabuksan niya ang drawer at nagsalubong ang kaniyang mga kilay nang makita ang mumurahing cellphone ni Kirsten na nasa loob niyon. 

           Kinuha niya iyon at sandaling natigilan nang makita ang reminder na naka-display sa screen.

           Reminders:

           98th day of the lodging agreement—gotta start packing now.

           Muli niyang niyuko si Kirsten nang mabasa ang mga nakasulat sa reminders nito. He never thought she was eagerly counting the days; pero ano nga ba ang damdamin ni Kirsten sa pagtatapos ng agreement na iyon? Was she happy about it? Was she also dreading the last day to come?

           Huminga siya ng malalim at binura ang reminder.

           There is no need for this.          

           Nang matanggal na ang reminder sa screen ay mga missed call alerts naman ang sunod niyang nakita. Missed calls galing sa kaniya. Iyong gabing sumama ito kina Taurence at Phillian at panay ang tawag niya. 

           Ibig sabihin ay iniwan niya ang cellphone dito ng ilang araw? Did she even know her phone is here?

           Ah, damn it.

           Sumama ang loob niya sa pag-aakalang sadyang in-ignora ni Kirsten ang mga tawag niya; iyon pala'y naiwan lang nito ang cellphone doon. At dahil sa sama ng loob niya ay kung anu-ano ang mga nasabi niya rito dahilan kaya sumama rin ang loob nito sa kaniya.

           Tinanggal din niya ang alerts ng mga missed calls at akma na sanang ibababa ang cellphone nang bumukas ang homescreen niyon. It wasn't even locked and it just opened automatically. He wasn't a nosy person, so he decided not to mess with her phone. Nire-respeto niya ang privacy nito, katulad ng pagrespeto niya sa rason nitong magsinungaling sa maraming bagay. She knew she was always lying to him, and he hated that but he eventually started not to care.

           Akma na niyang ibababa ang cellphone nang mapansin ang mga applications na naka-install sa home screen niyon.

           Phone contacts.

           Messaging box.

           Clock.

           Reminders.

           Camera.

           Gallery.

           Audio recording.

           Ang apat na nauna ay importante, ang dalawang kasunod ay necessity rin, but the last one... why?

           Wala sa loob na binuksan niya iyon at nakita ang tatlong recordings na naka-save sa loob. Each was saved and labeled as the date it was taken.

           Muli niyang niyuko si Kirsten at nang makitang himbing pa rin ito sa pagtulog ay binabaan niya ang volume ng audio; just enough for him to hear.

           Una niyang binuksan ang pinaka-matagal nang naka-save doon. At nang marinig ang konbersasyon nilang dalawa noong araw na ni-kompirma niyang libre ang pagtuloy nito sa bahay niya'y napangiti siya. He could still remember that day.

           The second audio was recorded on the day he taught her how to make bread. He remembered the day she asked him to teach her how to bake, at noong nakapag-bake na ito ng isang tray ay ini-benta nila. She was beaming when the bread she made was sold out. Nagpresinta itong tumulong sa paggawa ng tinapay sa umaga pero hindi siya pumayag.

           He didn't know she recorded the instructions he gave her. Ni hindi niya napansing hawak nito ang cellphone noong mga sandaling iyon.

           And the last recording was when they went to the cabin. That night when she sang a song and used the guitar. She recorded it. At bahaw siyang natawa nang marinig niya ang kaniyang sinabi noong natapos na ito sa pagkanta.

           "That was your favorite song?"

           "Harana ko 'yon sa'yo, 'no."

            "Come here, I've been itching to kiss you."

           During those days when they were in the forest, he was really happy. But during that time, he was still in denial. He was still confused, still learning how to deal with his emotions. Wala pa siyang ideya kung ano ang damdaming mayroon siya para kay Kirsten; all he knew at that time was he was happy and he enjoyed her company.

           Natigilan siya sa pag-iisip nang lumuwag ang pagkakahapit ni Kirsten sa kaniya. She was going to change her position.

           He panicked—ayaw niyang kumawala ito sa kaniya, kaya naman pinigilan niya ang pag-iiba nito ng position. Hinawakan ang kamay nito at ibinalik sa pagkakadantay sa dibdib niya. He wanted to feel her warmth against his body; he wanted her to be this close to him. He wanted her to just... stay in his arms.

           God, he's hopeless. 

           Muli niyang dinampian ng halik sa noo si Kirsten bago muling ibinalik ang pansin sa video recorder app sa cellphone nito. He stared at it for a while, before an idea popped up in his mind...

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