Mag-log inCade and Yohan, Noah's cousins, were surprised to see him arrive with a Grab driver.
“Weren’t you supposed to be our designated driver?” Cade asked as Noah slid into the backseat.
“He resigned,” Yohan said with a chuckle. “Last time we went out, you threw up all over his Mustang.”
Noah resisted the urge to slap his own forehead. Why did he let these two drag him into going clubbing tonight? He could've just gone out on his own. Then again, he wasn't the type to go out alone either. He wasn't even the type to go out at night, period.
"Where's your brother?" he asked the two as the car pulled away from the curb.
Cade answered. "He didn't want to come."
"He's gone crazy again, backed out at the last minute," Yohan said.
"You probably teased him again," Noah said, eyeing Noah knowingly.
He knew Yohan was a notorious prankster and a relentless teaser. Damien, the brother of the two, on the other hand, was easily offended when he wasn't in the mood; he was probably the moodiest guy Noah knew. Damien and Yohan were now in charge of Alfonso Trucking Services, or ATS, owned by their family. Their father stepped down last year, and his own father recently retired. Theirs was the biggest trucking company in the whole country, and their services reached every corner of it.
"No, I didn't," Yohan denied. "He's just like someone who's on their monthly period sometimes; he gets moody." He suddenly saw something outside the car window. "Did you see that?" he exclaimed, as if in awe, pointing to the underpass they were passing.
"What?" Cade asked.
"I saw a CLM member! I think I know him; I'm just not sure."
"What's CLM?" Noah asked.
"Cock lives matter," Yohan replied, which made Cade laugh. He even teased Noah before he got annoyed. "I'm not sure whose little cock that is, yours or Kuya Damien's. Is yours still attached to you? Kuya, on the other hand, wants his little pet to go on a sex hunger strike. You guys are getting more members, huh?"
His cousins burst into laughter; even the driver was smiling at their conversation.
"You're such a jerk, Eugenio!" Noah snapped.
The three men eventually arrived at Vibe, an expensive club in Makati. They had been there for less than half an hour when Cade met a woman. Noah wasn't surprised because Cade was the flirt of the cousins. Soon, he was with the woman on the dance floor until they moved to a table away from him and Yohan.
"Hey, we've been here for an hour; you haven't met any women yet?" Noah commented to Yohan after a few minutes of him just fiddling with his smartphone. "Is your little pet planning to join CLM too? Well, Damien and I need a secretary," he teased.
"Hell, no!" he denied, not taking his eyes off his iPhone. "I just want to unwind tonight and have some booze. I'm not like Kuya Cade, who just goes to a club and picks up some girls." He glanced at him briefly. "Besides, why are you bothering me? When are you going to notice that woman who's been looking at you?"
Noah frowned. "Where?"
"Your three o'clock. Medium-length hair, red dress."
He discreetly followed the direction his cousin said and caught the woman he was referring to. The woman was probably around mid- to late twenties and beautiful and sexy too. She smiled at him when their eyes met.
"Hey, go talk to her," Yohan urged him.
He wasn't really the type to pick up women at bars; all the women he had dated were introduced or set up by his friends and relatives. But he wasn't looking for a date tonight.
Yeah, that's right. He went to the club hoping to find a woman for a one-night stand. He had given in to his body's demand for heat.
He didn't have time to look for a date and wait for them to have sex. Fucking himself with his hands wasn't enough anymore. Besides, he didn't like what he was thinking about whenever he did that. He needed to stop the dirty thoughts he had about his executive assistant. And he thought it would be more helpful if he had a real sexual partner. A woman he could fuck and release all the heat that had been sizzling deep inside him.
And, why not? What he was going to do wasn't illegal. He wasn't going to force a woman or have sex with a minor. This was better than another option he was considering: hiring a high-class prostitute. But then again, why not fuck a hooker if it all came down to it? It would just tarnish his image. But honestly, right now, his immaculate image was the least of his concerns.
"Do you need pick-up lines?" Yohan asked with a laugh.
"I can handle this, thank you," he said confidently, even though he actually wanted to scratch his head. He had never done this before!
Before Noah could stand up, he saw the woman stand up and walk towards the bar counter, as if she was guiding him there. He adjusted the collar of his maroon long-sleeved polo before approaching her.
They nearly said "hi" to each other at the same time, and then they both laughed afterwards. Noah immediately felt relaxed and offered the woman a drink. See? That's easy.
Yohan smirked in their direction as they talked to Lara. The woman was twenty-eight years old, an accountant for a US-based company that had outsourced some of its office staff to the Philippines.
And based on their information about each other, they both had the same goal tonight. According to Lara, after breaking up with her boyfriend, she wanted to try to find some fun without a relationship. She wanted to be bold and experimental in sex. He was honest in telling her that this would be his first time having a one-night stand.
Until his smartphone buzzed. Yohan texted him.
Hey, I have to go. Cade's missing in action. Good luck with the hot babe! Don't forget to use protection. Raise the flag of the Alfonsos! Remember, #CockLivesMatter!
He invited Lara to leave the club.
Noah was gravely mistaken. Sure, he expected there would be some awkwardness between him and his executive assistant. But what he didn't anticipate was his desire for her—instead of diminishing, it had only intensified.So, having sex with her for two nights wasn’t enough, huh?Noah thought everything would be easier once he fulfilled his fantasies with her. After all, they had slept together multiple times. That should have been enough. But he was dead wrong—it was never enough.He went to Raffy’s office even though he could’ve just called. He did it just to get away from Ingrid. He couldn’t stand sitting in a room next to her. It was funny, but it felt like he couldn’t breathe properly.“You look… agitated,” Raffy noted mid-conversation.Jesus tap-dancing Christ. Does it really show?“Do I?”“Is something wrong, Noelani?”“Nothing. Anyway, like I said, you’ll be the one to meet with Maverick’s new endorsers next week,” Noah said, steering the conversation back.“Ugh! What’s new? You
"How old were you when you first had sex?""Whoa!" Noah feigned surprise at her question.Ingrid laughed. "Just curious, Sir.""I was... fifteen."Her eyes widened. "Fifteen?""Well, almost sixteen, I think." He laughed. "Okay, fifteen and a half.""With your girlfriend?"Noah shook his head. "No, no. I didn’t have a girlfriend then. In fact, I only started dating in my last year of college.""Then with whom?" Wow, she was really getting nosy when it came to this guy."With this girl... I met her in the province. It was summer, and there was this pretty girl from Cebu who visited—she was a relative of one of our neighbors. She caught me watching her swimming naked in the river.""Ayyy, were you peeking?""No. Well, I didn’t mean to see her there, so yeah, I watched." He laughed and scratched the back of his head. "So that’s it. We met at the river and talked. Then we met again and eventually ended up having sex. We were safe, by the way. She brought a condom. She was already experienc
"I hope you're hungry. I made brunch," Ingrid said when she saw Noah coming out of the bathroom as she peeked from the kitchen."You didn’t have to do that, Ingrid," he replied.Noah was already dressed in a white T-shirt and light blue boxer shorts. His messy hair looked so cute. So, this is what Noah Alfonso looked like when he just woke up. Still handsome. And ridiculously hot.She couldn’t even remember how many times they had sex last night. All she knew was that the last one happened in her bed around five in the morning. Their bodies were too exhausted; they just fell asleep right after."It’s alright. I like cooking," Ingrid said with a smile, then placed the cooked arroz a la Cubana and white rice on the table.She heard Noah softly say "Wow" as he looked at the neatly arranged food on his plate. "What time did you wake up?" he asked."Around ten, I think.""Ingrid, thank you. But seriously, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble. We're not in the office. I’m not your
'Is this what all one-night stands are like? Do they always involve cuddling afterward?' Ingrid thought, as she lay sprawled on top of Noah, who was stretched out on the sofa.She could still feel her whole body trembling from what they had just done. She had never come that hard, ever. It felt like she had only just now truly understood what sex was. It was so beautiful, so pleasurable, so mysterious. It was like a beautiful dream she never wanted to end.A moment later, she couldn't help but let out a soft laugh."What?" Noah asked, confused.She lifted her head from his chest. "I just can't believe it.""That we had sex?""Yes, and..." Ingrid laughed again. "You're so wild, Sir. Sorry, it's just not what you look like."She didn't know if he was amused or surprised by her words. "What do I look like then?""Uh..." She looked at Noah's face. “With clothes on, you look like a teacher. Or a politician. Or maybe even a seminarian.”That made Noah laugh. "You're silly.""Can you excuse
Sir Noah.Ingrid wasn't sure if it was right to call the man "Sir" in this heated moment. But calling him that way was sending shivers down her spine, making her even hotter. Maybe because it sounded... forbidden?She pumped against his long, thick fingers, impaling herself on them. He let her move, seemingly enjoying watching her thrust and grind against his fingers. Throughout it all, their eyes locked, his gaze as intense as his touch. The heat and depth of his stare consumed more than just her body.Ingrid gasped as he pulled his fingers from her delicate core."Open your mouth," Noah commanded, holding his wet fingers up to her face.She did as she was unexpectedly told. He slid his two fingers inside her mouth, letting her taste her own essence.Unexpected? Ugh! Did she even need to be surprised anymore? This man had already shown her he could get really wild and dirty when they dry humped on the dance floor.Noah smirked as she licked his fingers from inside her mouth. He then
Ingrid was still breathing heavily when they reached Noah’s car. His grip on the steering wheel was tight as he started the engine.When their eyes met, they both let out an awkward laugh, traces of shock and wonder still visible on their faces—unable to comprehend how they managed to get through the heat of the moment earlier.That was crazy. But very, very hot."I need to clean myself," Noah said, looking at her meaningfully, gauging her reaction before voicing out what he truly wanted—though he already knew she felt the same.They both understood what the other was thinking. What happened on the dance floor wasn’t enough. They wanted to feel each other without any barriers."W-We can go to my apartment," Ingrid said, swallowing hard.Noah took her hand. "Are you sure about this?""Yes." Ingrid nodded—once, twice, then thrice.He smiled, lifting her hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to the back of it."Was it my clothes tonight?" she asked curiously once they were on the road.No







