Carrying Mr. Billionaire’s Heir

“Kaela, sigurado ka bang kaya mo?” nag-aalalang tanong ni Monik, kasama ko sa trabaho.

Nasa isang bar kami ngayon. Sa loob ng anim na buwan kong pagtatrabaho dito sa Maynila, ito ang unang beses na pinagbigyan ko siyang sumama sa kanyang mag-bar.

Lumaki ako sa probinsya kaya wala akong alam kung anong kalakaran ang meron sa Maynila. Ang alam ko lang, masaya, mas malaki ang sahod, at mas maraming oportunidad kaysa sa probinsya.

“Ano ka ba, kaya ko.” Tumayo ako mula sa upuan at pinilig ang ulo ko. Ang lakas ng tugtog ng musika, kumukutitap ang mga ilaw. Gusto ko pa nga sanang sumayaw, kaso parang naninikip ang sikmura ko at nasusuka na ako.

“Kaela, nasusuka ka ba?” natatarantang tanong ni Monik, mabilis siyang tumayo para alalayan ako at hawakan ang braso ko.

“Don’t worry about me, okay lang ako. Dito ka lang, wait mo ako.” Mahina ko siyang itinulak pabalik sa upuan namin at naglakad akong mag-isa papunta sa CR.

Habang naglalakad, pinipilig ko ang ulo ko at pilit inaayos ang sarili. Ramdam ko ang bawat bangga ng mga taong nagsasayawan.

“Sana talaga, Kaela, ’di ka na sumama,” bulong ko sa sarili.

“Miss, are you alone?” may humarang sa daraanan ko. Napaangat ako ng tingin dahil mas matangkad siya kaysa sa akin. 5’4 lang ako, at yung lalaking nasa harapan ko ay siguro nasa 5’8.

“B-Bakit?”

“Gusto mo ng kasama?”

“Mukha ba akong naghahanap ng kasama?” mataray kong sagot sabay iwas, pero mabilis niyang hinila ang braso ko.

“Ang taray mo, ah. Sinong pinagmamalaki mo?” galit na turan nito habang mahigpit ang pagkakahawak.

“Bitawan mo nga ako. Kung hindi… sisigaw ako.” Ang hilo kanina ay napalitan ng apoy ng galit.

“Edi sumigaw ka—“

“HELP!” sobrang lakas ng sigaw ko, kahit alam kong halos matabunan ito ng malakas na tugtog.

Nagulat siya, agad akong binitawan at mabilis na naglakad palayo. Hinaplos-haplos ko ang braso kong nananakit, huminga ng malalim at itinuloy ang paglakad papunta sa CR.

Pero bago pa ako makarating, napadaan ako sa isang VIP room. Bahagyang nakabukas ang pinto. Out of curiosity, napasilip ako.

Pero sabi nga nila, curiosity kills the cat.

Biglang may lumabas na isang lalaki. Matangkad, maputi, mapungay ang mga mata, at—

Bigla niya akong hinila papasok. Mariin niya akong isinandal sa malamig na pader at, bago pa ako makapagsalita, his lips crashed against mine. Nanlaki ang mga mata ko. Gusto kong itulak siya, pero mas malakas siya.

Nanlalambot ang tuhod ko, parang hinihigop ang lahat ng lakas ko.

He kissed me hungrily, like I was his favorite meal. Wala akong nagawa, para lang akong tuod na nakatayo, nilalamon ng bawat segundo.

Pero habang tumatagal, my body betrayed me. Unti-unti kong naramdaman ang init na gumagapang sa akin. Ang mga labi kong kanina’y nakapikit at naninigas, biglang gumalaw… dahan-dahan, at sa hindi ko maipaliwanag na dahilan, I found myself responding to his kiss.

Napakagat ako sa ibabang labi niya, marahang gumanti ng halik. My heart was racing, not just from fear, but from something I never thought I’d feel.

God, what’s happening to me?

I closed my eyes tightly, letting myself drown in the forbidden sensation.

And just like that, my first kiss was stolen… yet I found myself giving it back to someone I don’t even know.

A minute later, sabay kaming dahan-dahang napabitaw upang makahinga, pero bago pa ako tuluyang makalanghap ng hangin, muli niyang sinakop ang mga labi ko. My lips parted against his, and before I could think straight, my hands moved on their own, clinging to the back of his neck, desperately answering every hungry kiss he gave me.

Dahan-dahan niya akong binuhat, and I melted into his arms. I didn’t even care where he was taking me. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the intoxicating fire in his kiss, pero para akong alon na walang laban, nagpapatianod lang sa bawat galaw niya.

He laid me down on the couch without breaking the kiss. My chest was heaving, and deep down, I could feel the hard length of his manhood pressing against me, growing with every second. My eyes widened in shock. I wanted to push him away, but my traitorous body only pulled him closer.

God, he’s big…

Lumayo siya nang bahagya, leaving me breathless. Akala ko doon na matatapos, pero mali ako. The room was dim, shadows dancing across his face, yet I could still see it, sharp features, lips glistening from our kiss. Gwapo siya. Dangerously gwapo. I wanted to watch him strip away every piece of clothing, pero natatakot ako sa init na gumagapang sa katawan ko.

Hindi ko rin kayang titigan nang direkta ang namumungay niyang mga mata. God… his eyes. Cold. Intense. But too beautiful to look away from.

Unti-unti niyang kinalas ang mga butones ng kanyang button-down, isa-isa, habang ang tingin niya ay nakapako lang sa akin. Parang ako lang ang mundo niya. My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard. Suot ko lang ang white dress na pinahiram ni Monik, dahil ang mga damit ko’y puro pantalon at T-shirt lang. Too simple. Too plain. Hindi bagay sa isang eksenang ganito.

When he finally shed his shirt, my breath hitched. His perfectly carved abs glistened under the faint light, each ridge more tempting than the last. Hindi ko alam kung saan ako titingin…. sa kanyang mukha, sa abs na halos sumisigaw ng kasalanan, o sa ibaba kung saan ang bukol niya ay mas lalong tumitindig.

My fingers twitched, wanting to touch him. I almost did. But before I could, he leaned down again and captured my lips. His hands roamed, sliding from my face down to the strap of my dress. Unti-unti niya itong ibinaba, exposing my skin inch by inch, until my medium-sized mounds were bare before his hungry gaze.

Nahihiya akong lumingon, kaya iniwas ko ang mga mata ko. But he gently held my face, forcing me to meet his stare.

“Are you being shy?” His voice are husky and deep.

My breath trembled. Marahan akong tumango.

He smirked, dark and sinful, then leaned in. Without hesitation, his mouth enveloped my mound, warm and demanding.

I gasped sharply, a shiver running down my spine.

“Ahh…”

My body arched against him, betraying every ounce of resistance left in me.

This was my first time… yet my body moved as if it already knew what to do. Every touch, every kiss he gave me, drew a reaction I couldn’t control. From my breasts, his lips trailed downward, leaving sparks across my skin.

I was bare now, nothing left but my underwear and him, just the same.

I knew exactly where this was leading. And I had already prepared myself. Siguro hindi ko naman ikamamatay kung ibibigay ko ang sarili ko sa taong ito. After all, we didn’t even know each other. Maybe after tonight, we would never see each other again.

When he finally slipped away the last barrier between us, my breath caught. My lips parted in shock.

He’s big!!

I stared at him, swallowing hard as nerves twisted inside me.

“K-kaya ko ba ’yan?” I asked, my voice trembling with innocence.

His lips curved in a faint, reassuring smile. “I’ll be gentle.”

I gulped again, my heart racing so fast it drowned out the music from outside. Before fear could speak for me, he kissed me, not with the same hunger as before, but softer, tender, coaxing me to surrender. His lips tasted of warmth and promise, almost enough to melt away my hesitation.

One of his hands caressed my mounds, teasing my sensitive peaks, while the other guided his throbbing manhood against me.

At first, he only brushed against my entrance. The sensation made me arch my back, a soft moan slipping from my lips. My body trembled, betraying the fear still left in my mind.

Then slowly, carefully, he pushed inside.

“Ahh—” a gasp tore from me, my nails digging into his shoulders. The sudden stretch burned, pain mingling with pleasure in a way that stole my breath.

“Relax…” he whispered, kissing my temple as if to calm me. His voice was low, steady, a contrast to the chaos unraveling inside me.

I nodded weakly, trying to breathe through the sting. My heart pounded against my ribs, my body caught between wanting to stop and needing more.

He stayed still for a moment, giving me time to adjust, his hand stroking my hair gently. Then, when he felt me soften beneath him, he moved ….slow, careful, almost reverent.

A whimper escaped my throat. The pain slowly faded, replaced by waves of heat curling in my stomach. My body, once stiff, began to yield, and before I realized it, my hips moved on their own to meet his.

“F-Fuck…” I whispered, burying my face against his neck as pleasure began to bloom, spreading like fire in my veins.

Each thrust sent me higher, drowning me in sensations I never thought possible. My first time , with a stranger, in a place I never expected , yet my body welcomed him, responded to him, like it had been waiting all along.

Each slow thrust sent ripples of heat through me, the sting slowly giving way to something I couldn’t even name. My body, at first stiff with fear, was now trembling for an entirely different reason.

“Fuck!! Y-You’re doing so good and you’re so tight.,” he whispered against my ear, his breath warm, his voice deep enough to make me shiver. His words wrapped around me like a spell, making me want to believe him… making me surrender.

I clung to him tighter, nails raking gently across his back as if holding on was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.

The rhythm built gradually, gentle at first, then deeper, stronger , each push stealing a gasp, a moan, a piece of me I didn’t know I could give. The sound of our breaths tangled with the faint bass of music from outside, but in that moment, the world had shrunk to just us.

“Ahh—” I whimpered when he angled just right, hitting a spot inside me that made my toes curl. The pain was gone now, replaced by a maddening pleasure that sent sparks shooting through every nerve in my body.

“D-Don’t stop…” I surprised myself with the words, the desperate plea tumbling out before I could think.

He groaned lowly, as if my surrender ignited something in him, and his pace deepened. The pressure inside me coiled tighter and tighter, a knot of unbearable heat winding in my core.

“God—what’s happening to me?” I gasped, my back arching against the couch, my body moving to meet his without thought. My legs trembled as he filled me over and over, my breaths coming faster, broken.

“Fuck!! You’re close…” he murmured, his lips brushing against mine, his thumb stroking soothing circles on my hip. “Just let go.”

And I did.

The knot snapped, pleasure crashing over me in violent waves. “Ahh—!” My cry tore from my throat as my body convulsed around him, every nerve alight, every inch of me trembling from the force of it.

It was overwhelming, terrifying and beautiful all at once. My first time, stolen by a stranger, yet it felt like I was being unraveled and remade in his arms.

He held me through it, his lips capturing my cries, his body moving with mine until he, too, reached his peak. His groan vibrated against my mouth as he buried himself deep, shuddering in release.

And then… silence. Only the sound of our ragged breathing, the faint thump of music from the bar outside, and the wild pounding of my heart.

I closed my eyes, chest still heaving, as reality began to seep back in. My body was weak, spent, but my mind… my mind was screaming.

What have I done?