Chapter 107
He's just getting started. I don't know what he can do if we stay here longer.
I couldn't close my thighs because of his head.
He used his sharp tongue again, slowly, teasing me. I don't know but even though it's cold here, I'm getting too hot.
After a few minutes, I could feel his tongue becoming violent and angry. He was licking and sucking it as if my juice was coming out like a condense.
My lips parted and I didn't realize I was moaning, calling his name.
I gripped the sack of rice beneath me when I felt his tongue had found its way to get inside. My back was bent because of what he was doing.
His tongue was a punisher.
I gripped his soft and strong hair like how I grip the sack of rice beneath me with my other hand. I was almost there and he kept thrusting his tongue in and out of me.
I felt my whole body tremble when he took me out and only used his tongue.
My whole body was still sweating, panting and shaking when he climbed onto the sacks of rice that served as our bed. he removed my jacket and lifted the hem of my shirt up, undressing me.
Bra. That's the only undergarment that I was wearing now.
He immediately pounced on my neck with a kiss as he came on top of me but I couldn't feel his kiss as someone else caught my attention.
i heard the noise of the rice streaming, falling and flowing down the floor.
"L-Lazarus, I think I tore that sack of rice..." I swallowed because my heart was pounding so hard.
The part that I gripped so tightly. Torn. How did that happen? Am I holding on to that part too tightly?
"Don't worry, baby. I'm sure that won't be the only tear tonight," his voice sounded unforgiving. He still hasn't really moved on from what I said earlier about him having another woman. "What? will you still doubt? Just tell me."
His lips and tongue never stop kissing and sucking my skin on my neck.
"N-Not anymore..." I said as my mind clouded with thoughts of him, eating it again.
"Really? hm..." he teased then I felt the harder and bigger bulge in his pants. He was moving up and down, deliberately putting his hard object between my thighs. "But we're not done yet. "
I heard him quickly and violently unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down to his knees before hanging my jeans and underwear above the higher part of several sacks of rice stacked near us. the soft yet hard object immediately hit my warm skin as it released from its cage.
I cursed in my mind when the image of his masculinity suddenly entered.
I'm not yet ready. I just had my orgasm minutes ago and here he was, preparing himself.
he really has no excuses when it comes to things like this.
Is this what he says is good luck on his Grandpa's farm?
"Lazarus, can you excuse me first? The next one, two or three will come later-“
"We're not in the devilry, baby," he told me softly but I knew it was mixed with anger. His voice was husky, too rough for my hearing. "This is business and you're in my company."
I have swallowed several times because of his hard body pressing against me. the bag of rice doesn't hurt the back too much so it's fine.
"If there is a down payment, shouldn't there be a discount?" I insisted, not giving up until he let his manhood penetrate me.
"But you never gave me a single damn down payment before, so I won't let you have the discount," he said authoritatively, his voice turned into a businesslike tone.
We talked while he continued to kiss his favorite part of my neck.
"I-I will pay the down payment next time-"
"You're prolonging the conversation again," his voice was impatient with his tongue and lips getting aggressive.
"But Lazarus..."
"I love you and please accept my penis for what it is."
Moan. I ended up moaning his name when he pushed himself and entered me unannounced.
This is really the only problem I have with him. I couldn't take full of him, it hurts when it's only half, what if it's full? I always complain every morning that I feel like it's my first time.
I felt sore every morning and then every time I felt it, it always brought me back to the past, the night when he devirginized me.
I didn't know that starting from that night, the calvary happened in my life one after the other.Kiana was the daughter of an owner of a resto-bar where she took me at eight o'clock in the evening, I told Manang Anita then that I would spend the night with my classmate because we had a project to do for the final grading and it is true, I just didn't expect that he had other plans Kiana except for taking care of our project.We were just grade 10.
"Cali, go ahead please?Because I know someone who is with the man I'm talking about and I might get caught," Kiana insisted to me, peeking inside where I thought they were senior high students drinking because they were still in uniform like of our school I think they were grade 12. "You owe me, Cali. You broke my phone, so you should just follow my orders or maybe you want to pay for it? Do you have money?"
I didn't want to be in arrears with him so I accepted the small bottle he handed me. It had clear liquid inside.
"Fine," I said with a deep breath.
"Okay, I'll take care of it when you mix just one drop of that. He'll definitely come out after a few minutes," she instructed me to go at the far counter to get the guy's drinks.
the only thing I will say is that I will deliver the food and drinks to the VIP room rented by the man he is referring to.
I also don't know why Kiana knows what kind of drink the man she's talking about will drink. there are many people here in the resto-bar, long tables with different colors of lights and dim lights, their sound system is also loud.
I did the first thing he asked me to do, in the middle of my walk I secretly stepped on the drink meant for men. it wasn't a hard liquor, just the minor one that seems like he's not used to drinking or is he drinking?
I went inside without feeling nervous.
"Oh, look at the one who delivered our drinks bruh. It looks like beer isn't the only thing we'll be drinking today," said the man when he saw me and went inside.
They screamed but I ignored them and just put their drinks on the table.
I hadn't even placed the drinks properly on the table when a man suddenly took a bottle of wine that I had spilled liquid on earlier. All the wine was already open when I took it from the counter, only the small size and not the liter.
"Hey fool! That's for Lazarus!" stopping a man and taking the drink from a man's hand to give it to the man Kiana was referring to earlier.
We met a man named Lazarus. He looks rich because of his complexion and also looks innocent because of his red lips. His body is not that muscular because maybe he is still at a young age but I could tell that his well-toned body was screaming great and extreme sex appeal even though he's wearing our male's school uniform.
But something was in his eyes.
Pain and sorrow.
I suddenly felt remorse and conscience but I couldn't take it back anymore when his friends or maybe classmates cheered him up to drink.
Indeed, I watched him drink while keeping his intense gaze on me.
I turned around and then lost sight of him before I went out and looked for Kiana.
I saw him outside looking nervous and holding a new phone. It's like he's calling someone.
"Answer my call! You bitch!" I heard him yelling on his cell phone when I got out and he was just standing in his car when I walked up to him.
Yes, she could drive at an early age. Her father taught her and she had her student's license.
"Who are you calling?"
he turned to me in surprise and quickly hid his phone inside the back pocket of his jeans. "Cali, uhm... Nothing."
A few minutes passed and Kiana seemed restless so I asked her because I was also wondering why we still didn't leave here.
"What-"
she didn't let me speak when she saw someone at the entrance of the resto-bar. I looked at what he was looking at and saw Lazarus coming out. He walked slowly towards his own car.
"C-Cali, listen. The liquid you mixed in his drink is ecstasy..." he was confused and scared as he explained to me and his eyes kept moving from Lazarus to me. "You probably know what ecstasy is, don't you? ?"
Anger and fear.
that was the only thing I felt at that time. The one in the bottle doesn't have a label, maybe he took the label that was stuck on it so I couldn't read it.
I didn't even ask what it was because I was so desperate to lose my arrears with him.
"I-I'm sorry, Cali but I have to go."
He quickly got into the driver's side and started the car. I turned around to get inside the front seat but she locked it and turned up the window.
He started the car and slowly drove it out of the parking lot right next to the resto-bar.
"No, no, Kiana. Don't leave me here! I left my things at your house! Kiana! I don't have money to pay for the fare home! Tangina!" I even hit his car and tried to chase but I stopped in the middle of the dark road when I just looked like a fool.
I went back to the parking lot and saw Lazarus hitting his car. one arm rested on his car while his forehead rested on that arm.
She left me here on purpose because she knew that I couldn't let Lazarus suffer, my conscience won't let me sleep if I leave him knowing that it was also my fault.
Why was I so stupid and didn't ask Kiana first what kind of liquid it was?
I still have the small bottle of ecstasy in my pocket.
I didn't realize that my feet seemed to have a life of their own as they walked towards where Lazarus was.
"E-Excuse me, are you okay?" I asked as I stopped in front of his car. I can already feel the nervousness and coldness of my hand.
Fear. I'm scared too.
He was harsh and frustrated. I just realized that I was lying on a bed.
lazarus forced me to get inside his car earlier and he drove fast to somewhere I don't know. He brought me here.
"Fuck it!"
I didn't do anything but cry when he tore my clothes. it's just that in the middle of his tearing, something stopped him, something that suddenly came out of my pocket.
He stopped even though the heat was killing him inside to release it.
I was afraid of the dark expression on his face. he was very angry and the pain and sadness I saw in his eyes completely disappeared.
He silently picked up the small bottle on the sheets of his bed right beside my waist.
He stared at it and he was not stupid enough not to realize that it was ecstasy even without a label. maybe he's rich and knows everything about those expensive things, drugs and liquors.
He snapped his head to look at me. He moved closer and pressed his hard body against me when he spoke.
"You fucking mixed it in my drink?" he asked calmly but I could feel his anger. I couldn't speak. "Answer me!" he snorted in my face.
He violently threw the small bottle on the floor causing such a noise that I heard it break.
"Prepare yourself for the worst."
i knew it all along that it was a promise. He was successful in making my life a living heaven and hell.