Whispers In Shadows

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I didn't know this is how it feels like... it was addicting.

I kept on grinding on Dashiel's lap while we were kissing and I wouldn't stop not until I reached something I don't even know.

"Dri..." He moaned, biting and tugging my lower lip.

"Hmm?" I responded and kissed him again.

I'm addicted.

I'm so drawn that I know that when he asks me to do it, I will give in easily.

"Do you want to do it now?" I added.

"Don't tease me, please." He spoke.

I laughed. "I'm not teasing you, baby. I'm suggesting it to you," I answered, grinding on him more.

My mouth hung open when my center touched the tent that was starting to build in between his legs.

I looked at it.

Damn!

I never get irritated in a piece of cloth the way I am now.

So, without thinking further, I put my hand on it and started rubbing it.

Dashiel groaned because of it.

"Do you like this, baby?" I asked, rubbing it more.

He groaned again.

"Stop," he said, taking my hand away from his thing.

I shrugged and started grinding on him again.

"Dammit!" He blurted and stood.

He was holding me on both of my legs and I automatically clung to his shoulder. I was grinning so wide when he walked to his bed and put me to lay on it.

"Are we going to do it now?" I asked, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.

"No," he replied but he hovered on top of me and started kissing my neck. I tilted it to give him more access.

He was giving me kisses on my neck while his hand is gliding inside my uniform up to my breast and massage, not even caring if I was still wearing my bra.

And I can help but moan.

"I'm going to punish you for teasing me," he said.

His kisses went down to my collar bone and in there, he bit and sucked on my skin.

Surely, that will leave some hickey on my skin.

But I'm too intoxicated to even care.

I will let him; I will let him do everything he wants to do to me.

After a while, he lifted me to sit. I thought he's going to do something but he just removed my shirt along with my bra.

"Let's remove yours too," I said, holding the hem of his shirt but he immediately shook his head.

"Nope," he said and pushed me back on his bed.

"This is unfair!" I protested but he didn't listen.

He just smirked at me while shaking his head. "I told you, I'm going to punish you," he said.

He hovered on top of me again and grabbed one of my boobs while he sucked on the other one.

A moan escaped my mouth.

"God," I called. "Is this even a punishment?" I asked because hell, he's going really well.

Dammit!

Am I really his first girlfriend? Why is he so good with this?

Dashiel continued kissing and sucking on my skin until he reached my lower abdomen. And in one swift move, he pulled my skirt down, leaving me on my panties.

Oh, f**k!

"No..." I muttered, trying to pull him up but he stayed still.

He bit on the hem of my panty and pulled it down using his mouth.

Dammit, Dashiel Zyron!

After removing my underwear, he spread my legs wide, exposing what was between it.

Gosh. I never felt this exposed!

Dashiel dived in between my legs without warning, making my mouth hung wider.

"Oh, my god, stop!" I yelled at him and pulled his hair.

Dashiel looked up to me and licked his lips.

"What are you doing?" I asked although I already know what it is.

"Punishing you, baby." He answered and went back on what he was doing, leaving me moaning his name non-stop.

Indeed, it was a punishment.

"Yes, baby?" He asked and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I removed it and glared at him. "Don't talk to me," I said but he just laughed.

"Why are you so excited to do that?" He asked.

"And why do you seem to be really experienced in pleasing girls? Are you lying to me when you said you never touched any girl?" I asked instead.

His brows creased. "What are you saying baby?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes. "You seemed so skilled. Like you were doing that on a daily basis. Now, how can you explain that?" I asked.

But again, he just laughed.

"Baby, I wasn't skilled. I just followed my instincts," he answered.

"Instincts my ass, Dashiel Zyron. You think I would believe that?"

"I know you do. You know me better than my siblings do," he said.

That shut me up, because he's right. I know him well more than Dionne nor Dandrev knows him. He was only transparent to me.

I pouted.

"Why were you so good with that, then?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I just did my best. I don't want to embarrass myself and I want to please you," he answered.

I laughed because of that. "How would I know you weren't doing your best. Duh! You're the only one!" I spoke.

And my boyfriend just smirked and pulled me closer to him. "I know that. I watch you grow up. I knew there's no one aside from me," he said.

"And you're proud of that, huh?" I blurted.

But instead of answering, he just snuggled on my neck again, giving me small kisses there.

"I love you so much, baby," he said.

"I love you more," I answered, kissing the top of his head and wrapping my arms around his shoulder.

Dashiel Zyron, you're making me crazier over you.

"I'm so excited!" Dionne exclaimed.

We are in their house--in the pool area to be exact--she's conceptualizing her own debut party. Dionne's the kind of this girl, that girl who is always excited upon something, that girl who's hands-on in everything.

"Aren't you tired yet?' Keith asked her.

"Why?"

"That's your organizers' job, D. Stop overworking yourself just for a party," K answered.

I have been meaning to tell her that but I don't have the heart to break it to her. Unfortunately, K doesn't think the same. She really had to say that.

"But this is my party. I want this to be perfect as I imagine it," D answered.

"It will surely be perfect whatever it is as long as you appreciate the work of those people who worked for it," K said again.

Dionne pouted, putting down her iPad. "Am I overreacting again?" she asked.

Creasing my brow, I turned to K to see her reaction. And damn this girl, she rolled her eyes to D and said, "I would like to say yes but I understand that it's your birthday and it's your habit--to overwork yourself over anything--so, it's fine."

I shook my head. "You should have not said that, then. Just let her do whatever pleases her," I butted in.

K, sometimes, could be this straightforward. She's mean and indifferent at times too.

I'm actually near on believing that she only cares for Dan although it was D and I are her best friends. She was always considerate of him-not that I don't have any idea of what's happening between them two, I know but it's not my story to tell-and savage to us.

"Should I be offended by that?" K asked me.

"Is there something you should be offended by what I said?" I asked instead.

She shrugged. "I don't get offended with words, you know," she answered.

I smirked and shook my head. "I know," I said.

K and I, we both have the same tolerance when it comes to bullshits. We don't give a f**k on nonsense shits. But when we have enough, surely, it will be a mess.

So, Dionne stopped 'fantasizing' her dream debut and joined us in drinking-yes, drinking-I don't know how and since when drinking became legal in their house, but surely, it has to do with Dan.

He's a persistent devil.

I knew Ninang Sierra could say no to him.

"f**k!" I blurted when someone pulled me inside the guest room. "What the hell, Dashiel! Are you planning to kill me?" I asked upon seeing it was him.

My heart is beating so wild that it feels like it was about to jump out of my ribcage.

"You're drinking," he said instead, leaning closer to me to smell me.

I rolled my eyes. "Obviously, baby. I'm with your siblings and your super nice brother brought out a bucket of beer. I'm not a saint to say no," I answered.

His jaw automatically clenched.

"That boy," he said and I laughed.

"Your brother isn't a boy anymore, baby. He's a guy already that can make his own child!" I spoke.

"What are you saying?" He asked, his brows creased even more, I reached for it and traced my fingers.

I shook my head and smiled at him.

"I like your brows so much," I said instead.

Of all his features, it was his brows and eyes that I liked the most.

His brows are attractively thick and it honestly adds to his appeal. And his eyes, it was sharp but captivating that looking at his eyes were hypnotizing.

"I love you," I said.

But he was staring at me and not saying anything.

I pouted.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

Still, he didn't say anything.

He remained staring at me with his brows creased.

I rolled my eyes. "Are you just going to stare at me?'

He sighed.

"Moderate your drinking, please, baby." He spoke.

I squinted my eyes. "Why? Don't you like me anymore when I'm drunk?" I asked.

"What? Baby, I love everything about you. Stop saying nonsense," he answered.

I smiled like a fool.

"I love everything about you too. My god. I love you so much," I said, completely out of my mind. "I love you so much, baby."

I wrapped my arms around his nape and tiptoed to reach his lips. I planted a soft kiss.

"I will do everything for you," I said, kissing him more.

Dashiel Zyron, I would die for you.

You have become my everything.

Dashiel held me on my waist and on the back of my head, making our kiss deepened.

"You don't have to do everything for me, baby. I will do it for us both. Just be by my side every time," he said between our kisses.

I nodded smilingly. "I don't think I can leave." I spoke.

He smirked. "I won't let you, though."

"Hmm..."

"I won't let you leave me but I will never force you to do things that are against your will," he said.

My brows furrowed. "How is that even possible?" I asked, curious.

''You try and you will know," he answered before crushing his lips against my lips again. "I love you, baby, so much." He said before carrying me.

He walked to the bed and laid me on it.

"Where have you been, Alexandria?" Dionne asked me drunkenly.

I just went out of the guest room and Dashiel was still inside, fixing himself!

"Bathroom. Bathroom break," I lied.

She squinted her eyes as she stared at me. "But the bathroom is in that way," she said, pointing to the hallway on our left side.

"I know," I answered.

"Then, why were you inside the guest room?" she asked.

"I used the bathroom inside," I said and held her elbow. "Stop asking, Dionne. Let's go," I said and almost dragged her just to leave the spot.

''You're making me so suspicious of whatever you are doing, Alexandria! Are you doing something?" she asked.

I rolled my eyes. "It's just in your imagination, Dionne." I said.

She shook her head. "No! I can feel it, I know you're hiding something," she insisted. "Are you dating my Kuya Dandrev?!" she asked.

"What?" I blurted. "That's gross, Ylona Dionne!" I said.

She rolled her eyes. "I know but he's for Keith already, alright? So, please, not him. You can date Kuya Dash but not Kuya Dan," she said. Her eyes are already falling.

My heart beats wildly.

"What did you just say?" I asked, wanting to be clarified if I heard her correctly.

"I said, you can date Kuya Dashiel. He has a crush on you," she answered.

My eyes widened by her revelation.