them were off to the Pre-Thanksgiving party thrown by the student faculty.
just rest for the night.
my head and climbed into bed.
stomach plummeted at the unmistakably deep resonance from Reeve’s voice.
get my number?”
the sound of his voice.
unknowingly allowing him an opportunity to explore dangerous territories.
tone of his voice.
“Don’t tense, just listen.” As if he was seeing me through the phone. “I want
to kiss you just like I did in my room last night. You have no idea how much I
wish I could take your shirt and panties off and lick your whole body, paying
attention to specific areas.”
decide whether to hang up or keep listening. “Have you touched yourself
yourself for me?”
growing rapid. My fingers inched under my panties and I touched myself, rubbing
gently as I listened to his voice.
you the way I did before.” Heat flooded my body as I recalled it so vividly.
“My tongue moves farther down your neck and to your chest, where I take your
nipple into my mouth and suck gently.”
Reeve’s mercy sent crippling waves of pleasure through me.
doubt I felt about doing it because I could hear the ecstasy in his voice and I
knew he was touching himself too.
feel him somewhere amidst what I was doing.
became lost in the sensations. The pleasure became addicting and the excitement
of it all heightened every sense I had.
button, then continuing down until I reach your thighs. My lips and tongue kiss
inside your thighs before I replace your fingers with my mouth.”
stroke myself even faster. I could hear him breathing hard now and I knew he
was ready to come.
breath on you, licking faster.”
rapidly increased. His breathing responded the same way.
buried my head into my pillow.
knew he came too.
to withstand the first orgasm I ever had.
having phone sex with someone I hadn’t fucked yet,” he voiced quietly. “Sleep
now, Agata. I’ll see you in my dreams.”
I could respond. I closed my eyes knowing tomorrow I would be a different
Agata, but tonight I would allow what happened to soothe me.
orange juice. He grabbed a bowl and poured butternut squash soup into it. He
prepared a cup of coffee and reheated a box of pizza and a bowl of spaghetti.
stirred his coffee without taking his eyes off me.
grateful smile. Knowing he cooked for me, intentionally, on a day that meant
nothing to the rest of the world, meant everything to me.
spoonful of spaghetti in his mouth.
your clothes, no. It wasn’t me, Tatiana did that; she was here earlier.”
the liquid pour down my throat. The warmth of the soup enveloped my lungs and
felt so good. “You shouldn’t have gone through all the trouble of bringing me
here. You could have dropped me off at my dorm and left me there.”
okay? I wanted to make sure you’re fine.”
to be something mentally wrong with this guy. No other person in my life
frustrated me as much as he.
What were you doing out in the storm, Agata? Are you trying to kill yourself?”
phrase it, “…finishing a task.”
he asked with a raised eyebrow. I didn’t answer. “Sorority task?”
“How long did I stay out there? You think I lasted thirty minutes out there?”
don’t give a damn if you finished that fucking task or not. You scared the shit
out of me; don’t you know that? You’re not joining the sorority.”
giving him some lame excuse.
and I couldn’t move.
think the sorority will save you from dying out there? They don’t give a damn,
don’t want you in!” He threw his napkin on his plate and shot up to his feet. I
remained silent and gazed at my food. “Agata, what’s gotten into you?” His
words almost forced me to look at him.
hand and pinned me to the wall. “For once, I wanted to do something for myself
without thinking of whatever people might say,” I spat.
his hair. “Agata, after three and a half years you thought of joining a
sorority? For what?”
“Once I finish my task and pass the initiation, I’ll be one of them. By that
time, I can tell if this guy who keeps giving me mixed signals really feels
something for me. They say he only
sorority girls. If he will not date me, then it’s confirmed—he’s only messing
around with me.”
mine. A shaky gasp escaped from my lips and I flinched as he reached for my
face. After pausing momentarily to observe my reaction, he went on to gingerly
brush my tangled hair from my face.
His words grated against my ears and it hurt like a bitch.
walk home, kiss goodnight, nor say goodbye.”
through the walls of my heart.
date you and walk you home. You’re someone I want to come home to, someone I
want to cook dinner with, to sleep with, to kiss hard, and fuck harder.”
petrify me. I looked up at him; his plump lips were pursed into a stern frown.
His eyes were darkened, no time for bullshit. I bit my lip, and with every
second that I didn’t reply his face grew more and more serious.
hide my flushed cheeks. I couldn’t contain my happiness. I wondered how my mood
had changed so drastically in this conversation.
Our noses were almost touching, his eyes never leaving mine. I held my breath.
I closed my eyes. He was going to kiss me. I could almost feel the touch of his
lips on mine, his breath in my lungs. He leaned down, then I heard my stomach
growl in hunger, which caused Reeve to chuckle.
let’s continue to eat.”
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Arcangel is a Filipino author based in Manila. She works as a Spanish-English
GDS Helpdesk by day and a writer by night. She is a loving partner to a chef
and a mom to three amazing kids.
enjoys creative writing and uses her obsessive nature by writing contemporary
paranormal and romance fiction with lots of laughs, tears and sighs showcasing
sweet, funny and badass female leads with raunchy and hot male love interests
whether human or supernatural.
lover of coffee, tattoos, and giant dogs. She is also an extreme sports
enthusiast. When she’s not writing, you can see her spending time with her
family, reading, or having TV series marathons.