Beg Me, Professor (SPG)

CHAP 4

One . . . two . . . three . . .

Three clicks of my pen and Zachary's eyes darted on me again. After disturbing his class, he continued teaching his so-called students. He didn't even bother to give me the momentum to introduce myself up front.

Hindi ko iniintindi ang itinuturo niya kahit na may kaunting interes ako roon. Nanatili lang nakasunod ang mga mata ko sa bawat galaw niya. Magaling siyang magturo, inaamin ko. Well, hindi naman siya magiging professor kung hindi.

I licked my lower lip and lazily leaned my back against my seat, exposing my leg under the slit of my fitted dress.

"Ms. Rodriguez, what the hell are you doing?"

A smirk crept into my lips when I heard his baritone voice. His eyes were glaring at me; it was as if he was killing me with them. The veins popping out on his neck didn't even escape my sight.

How many times will I watch him go to this state after I come back? I chuckled in the back of my mind.

Inosente akong nagtaas ng kaliwang kilay. "What do you mean, Sir?" tanong ko habang nanatili pa rin sa aking ayos.

His jaw was in a deep clench; he seemed to be running out of patience. "Sit properly, Ms. Rodriguez. You're in a school, not a club," he said directly, not minding if I might get offended.

I faked a gasp. "Grabe ka naman, Professor. Para namang hindi mo ako kilala, ganito talaga ako umupo, 'di ba?" I bit my lower lip as my eyes traveled to his lap.

Rinig ko ang ilang bulungan ng mga estudyante, halatang kuryoso sa nangyayaring sagutan namin ni Zachary. Natigil ang lahat at napaigtad nang malakas na ibagsak ni Zachary ang hawak niyang libro sa lamesa.

"Class dismissed. You can now go to your next class," he informed.

Nagsimula namang magligpit ang mga estudyante kahit takang-taka sila sa nangyayari. Ramdam ko ang pabalik-balik na tingin nila sa amin ni Zachary, pero nanatili lang ako sa aking p'westo habang 'di inaalis ang mga titig ko sa unahan.

What now, Zachary? Ito lang ba ang kaya mong gawin?

Tipid akong napailing saka tumayo, naghahanda sa aking pag-alis.

"You," mariin niyang sambit na ikinalingon ko. "Stay," he commanded, there's an evident warning in his tone.

Nagkibit lang ako ng balikat saka bumalik sa aking pagkakaupo. Pinagkrus ko ang aking mga braso saka siya tamad na tiningnan. Para inisin pa siya lalo ay mas idinepina ko ang aking hita mula sa suot kong damit.

Muling nag-igting ang panga niya. Marahas niyang hinaltak ang suot niyang necktie saka naglakad patungo sa pintuan. The next thing I heard was the click of the doorknob; he locked it.

"Did I do something wrong, Sir?" I asked, tilting my head sideway to glance at him. I couldn't hide my sarcasm as I uttered the last word.

Zachary watched me darkly as he walked closer to my seat. "What the hell are you doing here, Atasha?" he said nonchalantly.

I raised my brows. "Mag-aaral?" I chuckled. "Ano pa bang ginagawa sa school?" I even added.

Mayamaya ay napatakip ako sa aking bibig at namimilog ang mga mata ko nang tingnan ko siya. "Don't tell me . . . public s*x is also allowed here?"

Bahagya akong nagulat nang marahas niya akong hilahin mula sa aking braso. Nakatayo na ako ngayon habang magkaharapan kaming dalawa. Katulad kanina ay tila punyal na tumatama sa mga mata ko ang paningin niya. Galit na galit.

"Wala akong panahong makipagbiruan sa iyo, Atasha," mariin na saad niya.

Natawa naman ako kahit pa ramdam ko ang sakit ng hawak niya sa aking braso. "Come on, Zachary. Masama bang mag-aral ng panibagong kurso?"

"Do you think I will buy that? That's a pure bullshit, Atasha," he stated.

Napanguso naman ako. "Well . . . okay. I surrender." Hinatak ko ang braso kong hawak niya saka maarteng sinuklay ang buhok ko gamit ang aking mga daliri.

Nanatili ang matalim na titig niya sa akin habang naghihintay nang sasabihin ko.

"Zachary, Zachary," I chanted and stared at him. "Paano kapag sinabi kong pumunta ako rito para . . ." I lifted my hand and slowly touched his chest. "Maangkin mong muli?" I continued. "Will you believe me?"

For the nth time, his jaw tensed up.

I chuckled and continued touching him, from his chest down to his belly. Mabilis niya namang hinawakan ang kamay ko nang patungo na iyon sa kaniyang sensitibong parte. Umakto akong nanghihinayang.

"Why the hell are you here, Atasha?" he repeated, demanding a right answer.

I smiled and moved closer to him, our bodies are almost touching. "I already told you, Zachary. I want you . . . to fvck me again," I answered. "Paulit-ulit . . . araw-araw," I added hoarsely.

"And why would I do that?" He maintained his stoic face, although I could see the desire in his eyes.

Gan'yan nga, Zachary. This is you. A womanizer.

"Don't you want me? Don't you want to fvck me again? You know . . . I'm good at bed," I said.

Kaya ka nga nag-stay sa akin noon, 'di ba, kahit magkarelasyon kayo ni Eunice? Kasi gustong-gusto mo kapag nagtatalik tayo.

"After all those years, Atasha. You're still like that? A w***e?" He scoffed.

Palihim kong tiniim ang bagang ko at pekeng ngumiti sa kaniya. "Why, Zachary? Hindi ba't nagustuhan mo rin naman ang pagiging malandi ko?"

Hindi naman siya umimik at mas dumoble ang matalim niyang paninitig sa akin.

"Come on. Stop bringing up the past, Zachary. What I want is a pure fvck relationship, no feelings attached. So . . . hindi mo kailangang mamroblema sa . . . fiancee mo." I flirtatiously touched his chest again.

"We did it years ago. Kaya hindi naman siguro malaking bagay kung . . ." I tilted my head to look at him, faking a lust in my face. "Gagawin ulit natin? Right, Zachary?"

He averted his gaze. "You're doing this to ruin my upcoming wedding with your sister."

I let out a laugh. "Oh, please, I don't care about your relationship with Eunice," I stated.

Dahil nasisiguro kong hindi matutuloy ang kasal.

"Like I said, what I want is you, fvcking me again. Let's just say . . . I need a body pleaser." I shrugged. "And you are the best at it . . ."

He smirked then eyed me, shooting his death glare. "So, you really had a man after me?"

Hindi ko man inaasahan ang tanong niya at kung bakit napunta kami sa topic na iyon ay nanatili ako sa aking komposisyon.

"Yeah?" tamad kong sagot. "Why? Inaasahan mo bang maghahabol pa ako sa iyo?" tanong ko pa.

After what you did to my baby?

He gritted his teeth and then let out a mocking laugh. "Yeah right. Bakit mo nga ba ako hahabulin pagkatapos ng ginawa mo sa akin?"

For a moment, I was confused by what he said.

Ang lakas naman ng loob niyang gamitin ang tonong iyon sa akin.

Iniisip ko kung ano ang tinutukoy niya. Maybe, it's when I told my father about their relationship when I was admitted at the hospital two years ago. Iniisip niya sigurong plinano ko silang ilaglag ni Eunice. Sa huli, imbes na pagtuunan iyon ng pansin ay ipinagsawalang-bahala ko na lamang.

I heaved a deep breath. "What now, Zachary? Can't we just forget the past and let me share with my sister?" I licked my bottom lip. "You know . . . my body really wants you badly—"

My words became a shriek when he effortlessly carried me. Wala sa sariling napapulupot ang mga binti ko sa katawan niya habang hawak niya ako sa aking balakang. Walang emosyon niya akong tiningnan at saka inilapit ang mukha niya sa tainga ko. Ramdam ko ang mainit niyang hininga roon na nakapagpataas sa aking mga balahibo.

"You want this, right?" he murmured, I could feel the dripping coldness in his voice. "Then I'll give you the favor. I'll never stop fvcking you until you can't walk with your own feet," he declared.