Kabanata 4

I woke up feeling nauseous. Masakit rin ang katawan ko. Nang ipagparte ko ang dalawang hita ko ay mas lalo akong napaigik sa sakit.

I saw blood on my bed sheet.

"Sh*t!"

Wala sa sariling tinanaw ko ang katawan ko sa ilalim ng kumot. May damit na ulit ako. Parang walang nangyari. Pero masakit ang gitna ko. Did it really happened? Did I just gave my virginity to a stranger?

Napahilamos ako ng mukha nang maalala ang nangyari kagabi. I can still remember it clearly. Wala na akong magagawa. Nangyari na.

Napangiti ako nang sumagi sa balintataw ko ang gwapong mukha ni Lazarus. Wala naman akong panghihinayang.

Our lips and tongues crashed together as we tried to set down our beers without spilling them.

Our arms embraced each other as we pressed our bodies together.

"You're such a temptation, Aviona..." He said in the middle of our kiss.

The side of my lips rose. I broke our kiss and started working my way down his neck, as I pushed him back and climbed on top of him.

He moaned as I worked my way up and down his neck from his ear to his collarbone, while my hands explored his broad chest over his shirt.

My exploration eventually led further south where I could fell the outline of his stiffening erection through his jeans.

Lazarus stared at me without blinking for several minutes before murmuring, "Jesus Christ, please forgive me." As I sat at the edge of the bed, divested of the dress and now wearing only a set of brassiere and panties.

"You're so hot, d*mn it..." His strong hands grabbed my shoulders, while his thumbs slid inside my bra. I closed my eyes and sighed. When he gave the slightest of the push, I went down almost too willingly. He paused only for a minute to discard his trousers before mounting me.

"You woke up the sleeping evil inside me," he said before our mouths met in a long, wet kiss while he took my hand and wrapped it around his throbbing thing- his other hand massaging my left boob.

"See how hard you made me," he sucked at sweet-talking in bed, but then if what I had in hand was the beginning then I didn't care if he never uttered another word in bed. His tool, like the rest of him, was gorgeous, strong and all-conquering. So, this is what it really looked like, huh?

Magkaibang- magkaiba doon sa mga nakikita sa libro!

"Ahh... Aviona!" Napapikit siya at tila hirap na hirap.

Patuloy ang pagtaas-baba ko sa kaniya. I was bitting my lower lip while doing him. Panay naman ang sambit niya ng pangalan ni Lord. Gusto kong matawa pero ayaw kong masira ang atmospera.

"Stop... I might cum in your hand. Masyado pang maaga." hinuli niya ang kamay ko at pinaglandas iyon sa kamay niya.

Pinahiga niya ako. Siya naman ang nasa ibabaw ko ngayon. He leaned and gave me a quick peck on the lips while massaging my boob. Bumaba ang halik niya hanggang sa makarating doon. He played it with his tongue.

"Oh..." pilit kong pinipigilan ang sarili ko sa pag-ungol pero hindi ko mapigilan.

He supported himself on his elbow and we looked at each other for a moment, me lying in supine position, my tanned, slightly fleshy thighs spread, he all taut masculinity with a gorgeous organ hanging between his legs and I realized I was about to be busted out of my slump the way Lazarus seemed to do everything else- primitive, direct, rude. All man!

"Forgive me, Jesus..." he said and did the sign of the cross. I spread my legs for him.

Hindi ko alam kung sinasadya niya ba ito o ganito talaga siya. Sinisira niya ang kung ano mang mayroon sa amin ngayon! Hindi ko alam kung nakapang-ilang sambit na siya ng pangalan ng nasa itaas.

At bakit siya nagsisign of the cross sa harap ko?

"Seriously, Lazarus?! Do you find my vagina holy?" Inis ko nang nasabi.

He chuckled sexily and then he immediately slammed his thing inside me. Napasigaw ako sa sakit. Hindi uso sa kanya ang kumatok! Dire-diretso ang pasok!

"L-lazarus!" Napakapit ako sa balikat niya ng mahigpit. "Ang sakit!" Pinalo-palo ko ang braso niya. Gusto kong kagatin ang balikat niya dahil sa sakit.

I thought sex was full of pleasure! Bakit hindi ako nainformed na ganito pala kasakit?! Tumulo ang luha ko. Para akong tinurukan ng isang daang injection sa sakit!

"Aviona! You are a virgin!" Napaangat siya at gulat ang mukha akong tinignan.

Malamang na masakit dahil may nasirang hymen. I am a virgin for pete's sake that's why it hurts!

"I'm gonna pull out, you're not ready for-"

"No!" pigil ko sa kanya. Akmang hihiwalay na siya sa pagkakadikit sa akin. Pero para saan pa? Wala na. "Nasira mo na. Bakit hindi mo pa ipagpatuloy? Just don't mind me, the pain will end soon..."

"Are you sure?" he asked again. Ramdam ko ang paunti-unting pagtaas-baba ng katawan niya. Papasok at palabas ang kanya.

Medyo napapa-aray pa ako. Pero mapagpasensyoso siya. Mabagal ang pagtaas-baba niya. Pasok na pasok na at tila nag-iingat. Napapasalubong ako kapag tinatanggal niya. Paulit-ulit. Hanggang sa makasabay na ako sa ritmo.

I let out a loud moan as he entered me again and then wrapped my thighs around him. I can feel now the pleasure.

"Ahh... Sige pa." Our mouths seemed incapable of parting even for a moment.

"Aviona- Ahh!"

Lazarus' large palms, rough like sandpaper, had cupped my large br****s and he kneaded them in a circular motion while his cock thumped its way inside my body.

I threw my head back and let out a large sigh. Soon the bedroom was filled with my loud moans, his panting and the special sound that a man and a woman's bodies make when they attempt to fuse into each other.

It has been a week since that night happened. At hindi ito maalis sa isip ko. Hindi ko maiwasang hindi mamula at mag-init kapag naaalala ko.

Hindi nakakatulong na nakakulong lang ako sa kwarto. Wala na akong nagawa kundi ang matulog, nanood ng TV, kumain at isipin si Lazarus.

Wala na rin akong naging balita sa kanya. I want to know more about him pero wala akong means para mairesearch man lang siya. I am so whipped. I think I like that guy already! He's so good in bed!

Pero may kung anong pumipigil sa akin at nagsasabing hayaan nalang. Baka iyon lang habol din niya sa akin. Hanggang doon lang. Tapos na.

Pero may parte sa aking nangungulit, gustong makaulit. Napakahalay talaga!

Inilapag ko ang ointment sa table nang matapos maglagay nito sa mumunting mga sugat. Mabilis na naghilom ang sugat ko sa mukha.

Hindi na rin gaano kasakit ang tinahing sugat sa tuktok ng noo ko. Unti-unti ay naghihilom na ito.

Imbes na benda ay nilagyan nalang ito ng band aid na araw-araw ay pinapalitan ng family nurse namin.

"Maam Aviona, maghanda raw po kayo dahil may bisita po ang Papa niyo mamayang dinner." Nagtataka akong napatingin kay Manang Paula. Tama ba ang naririnig ko sa kaniya?

Inilapag niya ang meryenda sa bedside table ko.

Sa buong linggo ko kasi rito ay hindi ako bumaba at sumabay sa kanilang kumain. Hinahatiran lang ako ng pagkain dito sa kwarto.

Maybe my father hates me so much that seeing me will make him lose his appetite.

Pabor naman saking hindi lumabas. Parang gusto lang mahiga buong araw dahil sa sakit ng katawan. I can't walk properly because my flower still hurts and this is Lazarus' fault!

Bakit kasi bibigla-bigla siya? Kung dinahan-dahan siguro ay hindi naman iyon magiging ganun kasakit!

And damn it, he's huge okay? Hindi ko alam kung bakit ganoon nalang kalaki ang sa kanya! Hindi na iyon normal sa isang Pilipino!

"Ako? Maghahanda? Dahil may bisita siya? Hindi niya ako pinapalabas ng kwarto! Nananaginip ba siya?" mabilis namang napailing ang katulong. Hindi ako makapaniwala sa sinabi.

"Iyon ang pinapasabi ng Papa mo po, Maam. Mag-ayos daw po kayo at may bisita daw po kayo mamaya." ulit niya at nagpaalam na.

Nagkibit-balikat ako at tinungo nalang ang walk-in closet ko. I've been wearing night gowns for the past week.

Kahit umaga ay hindi na ako nagpapalit. Nandito lang nan ako sa kwarto eh. Anong saysay ng pagbibibis ng maganda?

Dahil namiss ko ring magsuot ng panglabas ay naghalungkat ako ng damit. I picked my Mugler black scuba dress na hapit na hapit sa katawan ko.

Inilugay ko nalang ang pantay kong buhok. Dahil hindi pa pwedeng maglagay ng make-up sa mukha kaya naglagay nalang ako ng matte lipstick.

I watched TV while waiting for dinner. Himala na nagkaroon ako ng interes na manood, dati hindi ako palabukas ng TV. I spend my whole day on my phone and laptop. May inaabangan din kasi akong series sa n*****x.

I was taken aback when someone knocked on my door. Maybe it's Manang Paula. It's already seven in the evening. Maybe the visitor has arrived.

Nanatili naman ang mga mata ko sa TV screen. Hinihintay ang pagbukas ng pinto. Matatapos na ang episode kaya tutok na tutok na ako.

Pero walang pumasok. Napakunot ang noo ko. Kung tipikal na araw at si Manang Paula yan ay pagkatapos ng tatlong katok, papasok na pero ito ay hindi. May kumatok ulit sa pinto.

Ipinause ko muna ang palabas. At padabog na nilakad ang pinto ng kwarto. Bukas naman bakit hindi pa buksan-

"T*ngina..." tanging naibulalas ko nalang.

Standing in front of me, is none other than Lazarus Del Madrid. Napatulala ako. Nananaginip ba ako? O isa na namang imahinasyon ito?

He wore a black polo shirt and then khaki pants.

However, he got better the more I looked his rich chocolate hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal.

And then his eyes- they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body of water that softly melted into a milky green.

This close, I could see the flecks of silver in his eyes. He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, his pale skin made him look heavenly handsome.

"So I guess that is your form of greeting for me..." And then he gave me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.

"Lazarus!" ang tanging nasabi ko nalang sa kanya at saka wala sa sariling niyakap siya.