Chapter 5
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POLITICS' DIRTY GAMES: THE PRESIDENT
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“F-f**k, M-Matt... P-Please... Stop...”
I hear him chuckle. “Didn't you just begged for this?”
Mas humigpit ang hawak ko sa lintek na bedsheet na ito nang ipagpatuloy niya ang pagpapahirap sa akin. Nanginginig na ang mga binti ko. I'm already crying from too much pleasure between my legs.
He continues to assualt my core with his teasing fingers. Para bang sinasadya niyang dahan-dahaning ilabas-masok ang mga daliri niya sa loob ko.
The wave of pleasure is really too much that I can already feel my legs about to give up.
“P-Please, M-Matt... Ooooh!”
The sharp sting of his slap on my ass made me sob.
“Tell me what you feel.”
What do I feel?
I feel so frustrated. I feel so denied of the o****m that I deserve. I feel so tired with catching my breath everytime I am about to come but then he wouldn't let me. I feel like wanting him to just stop but I want him inside me too.
“N-Nothing. I don't feel anything.”
“Adrianna.”
That's the final warning on his voice.
Napakagat ako sa unan at agad din na pinakawalan iyon. “I c-can feel your fingers...” Hinahabol ko na naman ang hininga ko. “I feel— Oh f**k! M-Matt!”
“Tell me what you feel now.”
Napamura na naman ako ng sunod-sunod. I'm so close! Lalo na ngayon at bigla na lang niyang ipinasok ang kanyang—
He suddenly thrusts deeper, hitting a spot inside me. I groan with that delicious feeling.
“Talk, my Adrianna. Tell me what you feel now.”
I feel so full. I feel so complete. I feel so good. I feel oh so f*****g heavenly satisfied.
“I c-can feel you ugh...” My toes are already curling. Huminga ako ng malalim at pinigilan ang sarili kong umungol na lang. “I can feel y-you throbbing hard inside me. You feel so good inside me.”
He slaps my ass again, making me moan louder.
He leans to me so I can feel his weight against my bare back. I shiver with his warmness. He thrusts deeper and slower — making me feel his long, hard shaft better.
“Adrianna.”
I groan disorientedly. “Oooh... y-yes?”
He changes our position into the traditional, missionary position without breaking our connection.
Nang makita ko ang ekspresyon niya ay nag-unahan na naman ang mga luha ko.
He wipes my tears with his thumbs. “You're still beautiful even if you cry.”
Napasinghot ako kaya natawa kaming pareho. “Napakabolero m-mo.”
“Kailan pa kita binola?” Ngumisi siya at hinalikan ako. “Look at me and make sure to listen carefully.”
Tumango ako.
“I am not doing this just because I want your body. If you think that I am just lusting over you, think again.” he chuckles. “Yes, I've longed for feeling you. Touching and tasting you all over but I won't ever f**k you because that's not what you deserve.”
Napaiyak ako lalo. Hindi ko na mapigilan ang hikbi ko.
“I wanted you so much since the day I came to propose that deal with you. But that's not the reason for this.”
“Matt—”
“This is me, Adrianna. Owning and loving every inch of you, my future excellency.”
We spent that night with our bodies tangled and tired. Too much orgasms. Too much screaming. Too much Matt and Adrianna.
Yeah. Too much and this is satisfying.
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Nang makita ko si Matt sa gate pa lang ng mansyon niya ay agad akong tumakbo. Yumakap ako nang mahigpit at hinayaan ang sarili kong kumalma.
“Matt—”
“No, Adrianna. Stop saying sorry. My father got what he deserve. ”
He holds my chin up and kisses me softly.
“Everything will be okay now, Miss President”
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