CHAPTER 8

"Don't be jealous Pris, you'll always be the first. I didn't make love to anyone before you." bulong nya sa aking tainga. I looked at him.

"Hindi kayo nag-kiss?", paninigurado ko. He smiled as he shook his head.

"It's always your lips that I've been wanting baby.", tila ako nalalasing sa bawat salitang binibitiwan nya.

"I don't believe yo--"

"I don't care!", then he kissed me again and cupped my left booby. Napaangat ako mula sa aking pagkakaupo pero nagpumiglas muli dahil hindi ako kuntento sa sagot nya.

"Listen baby," parang napipikon na nyang utos.

"Fucking and making love are two different things okay? I fucked! many times! But making love with you tonight 'll be my first and so as you. Right, honey?", malamyos nyang paliwanag. He got me there, para akong isang batang muling napaamo sa mabulaklak na mga salita. Nang halikan nya akong muli ay sinubukan kong sumabay. Pinag-aralan ko ang bawat galaw ng kanyang labi, I felt he grinned in between our kisses, I guess I'm doing it right.