SEA'S BRIDE (PHILMYTHO ROMANCE II)

CHAPTER 53

He fixed his oceanic-blue eyes on me and made me regret ever looking back at him, for the feeling had me overflowing with heat and pressure. Especially now at my current position as my legs were spread while sitting on his lap. My inner goddess is melting and it's shameful knowing he might realize the moisture anytime soon.

"You plan to stay away from me?" he whispered before my face. I am already full but the aroma of our meal inside his tongue just caused me to stir as if I just became hungry for it.

"Y-you! you have been ignoring me the whole time so what am I supposed to do? I can't stay stupid while talking to dead air."

He lifted the side of his lips. It appears like he's beginning to play a mockery on me and what I said so I struggled to get off him as quickly as I could. He was just too fast to tighten his hold on me with both his arms locking around my waist to press me further into him. Moving now is even more of a struggle knowing how closer we are apart. A single move will eventually make my lips brush his in an instance. I am apparently holding my breathe as I froze before I could even commit a reckless move.

"I really hate women who nags a lot." he uttered. So this Pre-colonial deity wanted an intimate position to reprimand me about how I tried to tell him the right thing to do. I wish to think that perhaps the period of time he locked himself in the dome caused him to be be like he is today. He treats everyone according to his will like a spoiled tyrant God.

"I was just trying to make things right." I defended my side too while I try to move my head away from him.

"Didn't you just heard what I told you, Woman? Were you deaf or you're just really an impulsive bullhead?" For some reason, his words didn't bother me that much. I assume it's because I was used to this side of him that no matter how hurtful his words can be, it's just bearable for me already. My only concern is about my current state, which is making me feel totally awkward.

I attempted another struggle to get off but before I knew it, he outwit my resistance by drawing me to him further and just as I was thinking he move to cease my lips. But then, he suddenly made his pause right before he could even touch the tip of my lips. Was he trying to entice me so much?

And then all of a sudden he parted his lips to speak, "I told you last night that I'll answer your queries today, right? We 'll start by letting you know who I am." I was so focused in every word that's coming out from his lips. He sounded calm yet serious about wanting me to know him further.

"Let me sit properly then." I protested but he declined my appeal once more. Even saying, "Let's stay like this as your punishment for nagging at me." He has the nerve to make me sit like this the whole time?

I hope it sinks inside of his mind how awkward and uncomfortable this position I have right now, and having to face him this close makes it even more suffocating knowing that his handsome face is such a massive distraction. If this is how he wish to punish me then, he wins.

"This is making me uncomfortable..." I mumbled before him. Hoping that he would ben considerate to let me go at least.

But he just smirk at me, followed by the mischievous spark of his oceanic-blue eyes. I'd like to believe I am completely being hypnotized every single time his eyes lands on me. And then he replied, "If you try to struggle and complain, I'm going to cease this garrulous mouth of yours." He warned me after swiftly stroking my lips with his free hand. I flinched and tried to strongly strongly struggle and freed myself, but I was immediately betrayed by fate when he was able to get back from my resistance.

Amanikable grips on my neck and lured me towards his face again aiming to capture my mouth. He has taken advantage of the situation and my weak resolve. But just like a while ago, his move was just to settle my face intimately closer to him, As he once again paused mid-way when he is already this close to my lips to have them. Not that I am disappointed but I am just a bit puzzled what might have caused him to eventually stop from kissing me?

And then he muttered while his lips is just an inch apart mine, "I want you to know that my name isn't Amanikable. I am Florante Amuso. So stop calling me Amanikable from here on and try to keep your future husband's name in mind, Woman." he told me as if it was a command I have to oblige no matter what.

I mimicked his tone when I replied, "I also have a name and it's Emalia--not just, 'woman'." with a tinge of sarcasm for my version of course.

He barely chuckled but I know he finds me hilarious somehow. "All right, my Emalia." his affirmation to my protest made my jaw nearly sank. Did he just agreed to me? His attitude is really unpredictable. Perhaps if I tried getting off now, he might not stop me from doing so.

But it was an attempt I wish I have never followed. Because as soon as I began getting off, his free hand abruptly surprised me by gripping into my neck to held me in position luring his lips to capture mine. And I can't believe he'd actually kiss me off guard as warned. This time, when I least expect him anymore to kiss me eventually turn out as trap. He got my mouth being wooed by the stroke of his against mine. I had this thinking that because he's showing a sign of being lenient, he'd just freely let me go but I was wrong.