“Renzo… wag dito, please…”Pero kahit sinabi ko ‘yun, hindi ko na rin mapigilan ang panginginig ng boses ko. Parang sinunggaban na ng apoy ang dibdib ko habang nakaupo pa rin ako sa gilid ng desk niya, legs spread wide, skirt bunched around my waist, at ‘yung lace thong na sinuot ko kaninang umaga ngayon ay nasa sahig na, damp and forgotten.His thumb circles my clit slowly, maddeningly patient, while his other hand grips my thigh so tight I know may maiiwan na pasa mamaya.“Sabihin mo ulit na ‘wag,” bulong niya, mata niya naka-lock sa mukha ko, dark and predatory. “Sabihin mo na ‘wag habang basa ka nang ganito, Bianca.”Hindi ko masagot. Kasi totoo. Basang basa na ako. Sobrang basa na parang may tumutulo pa sa polished mahogany ng desk niya.He leans in, nose brushing my neck, inhaling me like I’m his personal drug. “You smell like sin and vanilla. Alam mo ba ‘yun?”“Renzo…”“Shh.” One finger slides inside me—slow, deliberate, curling just right. My back arches off the desk, palms sl
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