19TH CHAPTER

“Ah, Armando, good god.” I heaved another pant as he thrusted himself deep inside me. “A-Arman—” he stopped me from saying another word as he ravaged my mouth, still not stopping from pushing himself in and out as I gasped for air.

“Quiet now, sweetheart. Don’t you have,” He panted, as he threw the last remaining article of clothing on his body, his polo, then he pushed me against the wall, and then he thrusted inside me, once again, sending vibrations all over my body. “co-workers, on today’s party? If you’re loud, they might hear you.” Armando smirked, that damned smirk that put me in this position, in the first place. “Well, ano pa ba ang di nila narinig? We’ve done it in the hospital, anyway.”

I gasped for air as he pulled out, just in time before I came.

It took me a while to realize that we’re doing it in the supply closet. It smells like alcohol, the rubbing one, in here. Medyo amoy sabon ‘rin. And it’s honestly not the time to question Armando’s room