Chapter 4 4

I always believe that no matter what decision you make in life, you will never know if you regret it or not until it's done.

Maybe I was a fool to accept someone's obligation. Then I'd fight for my place, claiming I did it out of nothingness. Because I am a man living for nothing, and I have no lingering feelings in this world.

But it is still unbelievable as I stare at her from the window of my car. She approaches the vehicle, and it seems like she knows it's me. I've been here for a few minutes. Only two of them attended her sister's burial. I never knew there was such a lonely type of funeral.

When she knocked on my car window, I opened it. I stared straight ahead, refusing to look at her. "I would like to pass by the house first, if it's okay?"

I ended up taking her to her apartment. She had a bag that ended up back in my car. She seems determined with what I said, but here I am, contemplating whether to continue or not. But I am the one who promised it.

After a while, we reached my house. I live alone. I don't have a maid, but there's a housekeeper who visits to clean-after all, I can't do all the cleaning.

I live in a bachelor's pad. Everything about it is according to my taste. I requested a design with gray and black combinations, so it's somewhat dark inside unless you open the large curtains made of mirrored glass windows.

"Wow, you're living alone here," I paused as she walked straight in, looking around the furniture and other items displayed in the living room as if sightseeing.

"Let me see your bedroom," she pleaded like a small kid. I didn't want to argue, so I went to my room, and she followed.

She entered first when I opened the door. She immediately opened the curtains to brighten up my room. The other side of my room, which is supposed to be made up of walls, is pure glass windows.

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"I like your bathroom. It's made up of glass. I can take a look whenever you're taking a bath."

I was talking to my secretary on my cellphone when I suddenly heard her voice again. She had just finished bathing, and she asked me to try my bathroom.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I ended the call as I stared at her, checking the wine on my table near the windows. She's too curious about a lot of things, or maybe that's how she covers her sadness.

"Are you hot? Just tell me, I'm ready," she asked when she felt me staring at her for a few seconds.

"Seriously?" I smirked.

The only reason I was staring at her earlier was because I noticed her wearing see-through lingerie. Her matching underwear and bra were clearly visible. I admit she looks sexy in it. Probably anyone would be captivated by her.

"You should have just undressed. You even bothered to put clothes on."

"Okay fine..." she sat at the table and placed the wine she was fidgeting with earlier beside her.

"Don't do that," I almost freaked out when she was about to remove her lingerie. I didn't expect her to take my words seriously.

"Aren't we going to have sex before sleeping?" she asked with a mischievous smile.

"I need to work tomorrow," I walked towards my bed. I feel so tired today, maybe there's just a lot going on.

I was about to lie down when I accidentally glanced at her still sitting at the table with her arms crossed. She's like a child who just lost her candy.

Maybe having a taste is fine, right? I'm tired, but I can't deny that I'm tempted too.

I walked towards her, and a smile slowly appeared on her pinkish lips. Her legs spread as I got closer to her. That was already an implied gesture of letting me do her. I brushed her hair aside to expose her neck. I could smell the body wash she used. I can't identify the specific scents, but it has a hint of ivory and a bit of mint. I don't know why, but it soothes my nose and makes me want to taste it on her skin. My finger tugged at the strap of her bra, along with her lingerie. I pulled it down to reveal her sexy clavicle, one of my fetishes. I love biting this part, but I'll save it for now.

I want to take it slowly and savor every part of her, but I guess I'm just too tired for tonight. I'll go straight to the main dish without the appetizers.

I knelt in front of her and grasped her waist to widen the opening of her thighs. I could smell her body wash even more strongly down here. Because her underwear is made of lace, I noticed the shape of her femininity, which caused a reaction in me.

Without any prior teasing, I stripped off her panties and threw them away. I felt her startled by what I did. I'm not usually this aggressive, and I love teasing during foreplays, but I really want to see it.

I spread her legs even wider as she bent her back a bit. I smiled as I saw her folds greeting me with a lovely moist on its lips.

"You shaved for me," I smirked. But maybe she was too lost to answer me. I've been hearing her heavy breaths for a while now.

As I attempted to lean close to eat it, her hands tried to stop me, but I hastily intertwined them with mine.

"Ahh..." she moaned when my tongue touched the lips of her folds, which were now firm and, if they had a voice, were perhaps screaming for me.

After a few seconds of teasing with my tongue on her femininity, I noticed that she had closed her eyes, as if finding it difficult to endure what I was doing. Maybe teasing is even harder for her. Don't worry. I'll make this quick for you.

I finally let my mouth savor her main dish. It's soft and moist. The more my mouth tries to invade it, the wetter it becomes, which I liked the most. I want to savor every bit of that juice she is releasing.

I tightened my grip on her hands as I felt her legs tremble. She wants more of it. The liquid from her folds drips on my lips when I halted eating her.

I didn't want to waste that liquid because it's too sacred for me, so I wiped it using my thumbs, then I licked it.

I stood up and smelled her neck again. "Goodnight, Reys."

I turned around and headed for the door.

"What the hell!?" she exclaimed irritably as I left the room.