Unfulfilled Desires

CHAPTER 3: Devour

REENA LASERDA

"Do you really have to go?" Tanong sa akin ni Atlas habang nakaupo sa kama at pinapanuod akong magbihis.

"Tatlong araw lang ako sa HongKong, baby. Uuwi rin ako agad kapag natapos ko na ang gawain doon." Lumapit ako sa kanya at ipinatong ang nga kamay sa matipunong balikat nito. I bit my lower lip when my palms felt the hotness of his skin. "Are you going to… miss me?"

Humaplos ang kanyang kamay sa aking bewang at ibinaon ang mukha sa pagitan ng aking dibdib. "I'm coming with you."

Umupo ako sa ibabaw ng kanyang hita at hinalikan ito sa pisngi pababa sa kanyang panga. "You can't. You have a meeting with our contractors, right?"

"Damn it." Ibinagsak niya ako sa ibabaw ng kama at pumaibabaw sa akin. I moaned when his hands cupped my breasts while biting my ear.

"Atlas, katatapos lang natin…"

"F-cking shut up!" May bahid ng inis ang boses nito. Bumangon ito sinuklay ng kamay ang kanyang buhok.

Umupo ako at inayos ang nagulong damit. "Why are you so pissed off?"

"Dahil mas may oras ka pa sa trabaho mo kaysa sa akin!"

"Ano na naman bang drama 'to, Atlas?"

"You don't even remember..." Narinig kong bulong nito.

"Remember what?"

"That—"

"Sh-t!" Nasabi ko nang napatingin ako sa aking relo. "I'm so late. Tatawagan nalang kita kapag nakalapag na ako sa HK."

Hinalikan ko ito sa labi at dinala na ang mga gamit ko palabas. Ilang oras ang lumipas at nakarating na ako sa hotel na pansamantala kong tutuluyan. Itinali ko ang bathrobe sa aking katawan at umupo sa ibabaw ng kama. Ilang beses ko ng tinatawagan si Atlas ngunit hindi pa rin ito sumasagot.

"Kung ayaw mong sagutin, edi 'wag! Bullshit!" Pagalit kong binato sa ibabaw ng kama ang aking phone.

Pabagsak akong humiga sa kama at pinikit ang mga mata. Inalala ko ang galit na mukha ng aking asawa. Nagustuhan ko si Atlas dahil sa pagiging pasensyoso nito at sa pagiging maalagain.

God, I miss him so much.

Pagkatapos ng meeting ay dumiretso na ako sa aking tinutuluyang hotel. Pangalawang araw ko na rito at hindi pa rin sinasagot ni Atlas ang aking mga tawag. Wala akong ganang mag-shopping o mamasyal.

Pagkahubad ko ng aking coat ay bigla na lamang tumunog ang cellphone ko. Agad ko iyong sinagot nang makita ang pangalan ni Atlas.

Tumikhim ako. "Oh, bakit ka napatawag?"

I heard him sighed. "Don't you miss me?"

"H-Hindi naman. Nag-e-enjoy ako dito kaya hindi kita masyadong naiisip." Pagsisinungaling ko.

"Where are you now?"

"... A-at the mall. Shopping. You?"

"Fooling around with bunch of women."

Nag-init ang ulo ko sa sinabi nito. "Magtigil ka, Atlas Laserda! Kapag nakaamoy ako ng ibang pabango sa kama natin, susunugin ko iyon at kasama ka. At ipapaalala ko lang sa'yo na wala ka ng makikita pang katulad ko!"

Napatingin ako sa may pinto nang tumunog ang doorbell niyon. Padabog akong lumapit roon at binuksan ang pinto.

I froze when I saw my husband standing in front of me while holding a big bouquet of flowers.

"I know, that's why I married you, remember?"

"A-Atlas…"

"Surprised?"

"You lied to me?!"

He smiled arrogantly. "Pwede kang magsinungaling at ako'y hindi? Where's the justice, wife?"

Parang kay tagal ng dalawang araw na hindi kami nagkita. Hinila ko ito papasok sa aking kuwarto at inatake ang labi nito.

He groaned. "Wait... The flowers—"

"F-ck the flowers!"

Bumagsak ang bulaklak sa aming paanan at nilaliman nito ang halik. Kapwa kami sabik sa isa't-isa dahil sa tagal na hindi pagkikita.

"You're going to have those hands in my hair all night, aren't you?" He whispered between our lips.

"I'm going to have my hands everywhere on you."

I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pull up. He raised his arms, letting me take his shirt off. Sharp, hot tingles race through me as I ran my palms over his toned shoulders, cut biceps, and his fabulous forearms that are strong from the workouts he does in his boxing gym.

He drawed in a deep breath and sighed as I traverse his muscles with my hands, learning how it feel, uncovering the ridges and hard planes of his body. Then my fingertips reached the waistband of his jeans, dancing around the edge, tapping out a fast rhythm of desire.

His breath quickened, he opened his eyes, grabbed my hips hard, and slammed me against him. "That's enough playing around, Reena. I need to have you now. I've been a very patient man and have been waiting for you long enough."

His eyes flashed feral and wild, alive with a masculine power that makes me want to be overtaken. My body ached to be under him, to be filled by him.

He swiveled me around, backed me up to the bed. My knees hit the edge and I sink down. He grabbed the bottom of my sweater and yanked it off, then reached around to unhook my bra in seconds flat.

He stared hungrily at my breasts and my n*****s harden from how he looked at my body like he wants to taste and lick and touch every inch of me.

Then his hands are on my breasts, kneading them, squeezing them. He feathered his hands down my stomach, unzipping my jeans quickly and tugging them off as I kick off my slippers.

He placed one hand on my belly, and pushed me down on the bed. He tugged off my panties, and we're still in this same uneven zone where I'm undressed and he's only halfway there, but hell if I care, as he pressed his hands on the inside of my thighs, spreads my legs wide open, and brings his lips to where I'm aching for him.

One kiss.

One lick.

And I am inside out with pleasure.

His lips are so soft and his tongue draws the most delirious lines across me so that my vision goes blurry with the exquisite pleasure surging through my body. I moaned, and panted, and grabbed hard at his hair, and I can hear him groaning too as he tasted me, licked me, tortured me with that tongue that I want to feel all over me.

I called out his name many times over, and I swear I dig my nails into his skull as I come hard and fast.

He layered kisses on my belly and my hips, and my legs are still trembling from the aftershocks.

He travelled up my body with his mouth, leaving a trail of kisses between my breasts and the hollow of my throat. He has the most satisfied look on his face.

Then he stood, and I pushed up on my elbows, watching as he unbuttoned his jeans. My mouth is literally watering because I want him so badly. I want to see him in all his naked glory, and I watch him strip as if I have a front row seat to the best show in the house as he takes off his jeans.

He's wearing nothing but boxer briefs, and I crawled forward to the edge of the bed, kneel, and push them down. His erection springs free, thick and hard and totally f*****g beautiful.

Heat surged through me and I ran my teeth over my lips as I roam my eyes over him. Strong legs, smooth stomach, all those hard lines, leading to the V that draws me back down to what I want most.

He inches me back on the bed, lowering himself onto me. I feel him hard against my thigh, and then his hand is on the back of my leg, opening me up, making room as he settles between my legs.

"You have no idea how badly I want to devour you." And then he sank into me. We inhaled sharply as he fills me.

Slow, gentle, gliding strokes.

Filling me up, stretching me, and when he's so far inside me he stops for a beat, brings his hand to my face and cups my chin, so I'm looking at him, so I have to look deep into his beautiful eyes because that's what he wants.

He wants to see all of me.

To connect with me.

To know me.

"What do I need right now?"

"Wrap your legs around my back as tight as you can. I want to go deeper into you."

He bends his head to my neck, kissing me there as he drives inside me again and again, and the feeling of completeness is so astonishing, that I'm both here and I'm lost in the waves of sensation that flood through my veins, as pleasure spins wildly inside me.

I arched into him, letting him know I want more.

He kissed me hard and hungry, his teeth nearly piercing the flesh on my neck, and I cried out from the sensation. It's pleasure and just a touch of pain, but it's a good pain.

"You feel so good. So warm and tight around me. I love how hot you are for me. And I f*****g love how there's no one else but you and me, and I want to feel you coming while I'm inside you."

His grunts and thrusts that tell me he's getting close. That he's nearing the same place he's brought me to so many times over.