TAINTED HEARTS (ENGLISH)

TAINTED HEARTS 14

Chapter 14

I was at the doorway of my room to go out when I heard Lennox’s laughter downstairs. They were teasing Mena so she was crying while he and Rico were laughing so hard. I leaned first on the door frame and listened to their laughter. I was staring blankly while thinking.

Should I talk to him and stop him from coming here? If I did that, wasn’t that unfair? But the thing is, he’s gotten too close to my family. If ever something happened, or if he suddenly stopped coming here, I didn’t want the kids to get involved and be hurt when they would look for his presence and he wasn’t there.

“He’s been here for a while. He arrived early when you were still asleep, so I didn’t wake you up.”

Mama suddenly said as she went up the stairs. I straightened up properly. I smiled at her and nodded. She came beside me.

“I can see that he’s a good kid, so I don’t scold you. Just take care of your heart. You’re a smart girl, and you know what you’re doing.”

My eyes warmed at what Mama said. She was quiet and observant. When she noticed something, that’s the only time she would speak.

“Yes, Ma. I’ll go down now,” I excused myself with a nod.

I had only taken one step down when Lennox’s eyes were already on me. He smiled faintly as he stood to meet me below. As usual, he kissed me on the side of my lips and took my bag.

Inside the car, I stayed silent even when he put my bag in the backseat. He turned on the music, he wasn’t comfortable when the car was quiet. It seemed he wasn’t used to us both being silent inside. I didn’t even greet him good morning.

“I know . . .” He finally faced me, as if he couldn’t hold it in anymore. “I know I was immature yesterday. I’m sorry.”

My eyes were on the window. I didn’t look at him, but I bit my lip.

“There’s a cut on your lips, and you just came out of the bathroom.”

I turned to him. His eyes went to the cut on my lip. He looked away quickly and faced the road again.

“I . . . suddenly felt mad because of what I thought . . .” he said.

“What exactly were you thinking?”

He glanced at me and looked again at my lips. He swallowed hard, as if forcing himself to say the reason why he was like that yesterday.

“It’s nonsense and childish, but I thought you kissed another man. While you were walking to the classroom, there was a guy following you, and I thought . . .” he explained in a whisper, then shyly looked away.

I pressed my lips together at what he said. Why would I even do that in the bathroom? And with another man?

“I bit my lip so it bled. I didn’t kiss anyone else,” I explained with a smile. “Why would that even come to your mind? Is that something you do?”

He quickly turned to me. “No!”

I smiled and rolled my eyes. My sulking and the bad thoughts I had disappeared instantly upon realizing he was jealous.

“Whatever,” I said.

“Hey, I’m telling the truth!” He laughed. It seemed he noticed I was smiling.

“Alright!” I rolled my eyes again, which made him smile even more.

We were fine again upon reaching the school parking lot. His kisses were slow, probably because he thought my cut lip would hurt. After swelling my lips with his kiss, he kissed both of my wrists before letting me go.

Apart from my lips, he loved to kiss the side of my neck. My eyes. My nose. My forehead. But he was seriously sexier whenever he kissed the back of my wrists. I didn’t know why, but it seemed like it was his fetish when it came to me. A day never passed without him kissing my wrists.

That month, everything between us was fine. Others were already getting excited because Valentine’s Day was coming. My grades got even higher. I also joined competitions like debates because they carried big points for my grades.

“You can now tell your parents to celebrate. Congratulations, Xena! Your last exam isn’t over yet, but you already got the highest grades. You surely are our Summa c*m Laude for this year!” Mrs. Umali happily announced.

I bit my bottom lip out of excitement. When I went out, Lennox was already waiting. He was leaning on the metal railing of the corridor with his arms crossed. His smile was wide, probably because he already knew the award I received.

“I’m so proud of you.” He smiled proudly.

He was about to approach me, but some students passed by, so he stepped back. He sighed and leaned again on the railing. He licked his lips and stared intently at me.

“I badly want to kiss you right here right now,” he said hoarsely, looking at my lips with eagerness.

I bit my lower lip because of what he said. Because he said it, I also wanted to do it now. His lips parted, and his eyes darkened, staring at the lip I just bit.

“Why are you looking at my lips?” I licked my lips and pouted.

“I’m thirsty. You made me thirsty . . .” His eyes didn’t leave my lips.

The corridor was already clear since everyone was in class, but I didn’t step closer to him because we were too near to Mrs. Umali’s office door.

Instead of going to him, I walked to the nearest room we had once used as our meeting place. He was behind me, walking at just the right distance so no one would notice us. As soon as I entered, he followed.

“Do something to get rid of my thirst, Xena.”

He grabbed me by the waist. The corners of my lips lifted.

“My pleasure.”

I smiled widely as I tiptoed to reach his lips. He met me and quickly deepened the kiss.

We kissed and made out for five minutes. He had no plans of stopping if I didn’t push him away. He groaned and chased my lips again.

“I need to go to my class,” I said in between our kisses.

He kept biting and sucking my lips in a way that almost made them swell.

“I’m still thirsty. I need more . . .”

I pouted. “Don’t wound them. My classmates might ask.”

“Alright.”

I bit my lip as he released it. His lips moved down to my chest. I gasped as he began to take turns sucking the tip of my breast. My lips parted as I watched what he was doing. He was like a thirsty man even if there was nothing to drink there.

“Lennox!” I tilted my head back as he used both his lips and fingers at the same time.

He was giving pleasure to each of my n*****s by flicking his tongue, sucking, and impatiently grazing his teeth. His hand alternated between my breasts, playing with one n****e while sucking and biting the other. I gasped and moaned with each stroke of his tongue.

Then he stopped at my chest and went back to my lips. He groaned while kissing me. He held the back of my neck to deepen the kiss while his other hand slid up my thigh under my skirt. I gasped and held my breath when his hand slid inside my panties. It went straight to my flesh.

“Lennox!” I screamed his name in panic and quickly shivered all over because it was the first time he touched me there.

“This is your prize for making me proud,” he whispered hoarsely, biting my earlobes.

I clung to his arms as I weakened. I collapsed my weight against his chest. I buried my face in him as I called his name. I was gasping and panting while his fingers moved in circles. He was carefully drawing circles on my buds, which drove me crazy.

As he continued, something was building in my stomach that I couldn’t explain. My grip on his arms tightened, and I almost removed his hand. I grew weaker as I caught his hand still moving. I also placed one hand on his chest to push him away.

“W-wait. I think . . . I’m going to pee . . .” I told him in an almost inaudible voice.

He slowed down a bit, processing what I said. After a while, he laughed, then teasingly bit my earlobes again.

“Damn it. I never thought you were this innocent,” he said in the middle of his chuckle, then I felt him drop small tickling kisses on my neck.

Instead of stopping after I said I was about to pee, he pressed harder and quickened. My parted lips could no longer close. He took something from my slit and spread it before tracing circles again. It grew wetter and wetter each time he did that.

“We don’t need love gel. You are already dripping wet,” he said while breathing heavily and licking my ear.

He seemed more aroused, and his finger moved even faster. I screamed as I heard the ripping of his shirt and the popping of a button as I pulled at him.

“Stop!” I cried as intense pleasure rushed through me. “Stop, Lennox! Stop!”

“f**k, baby. I won’t stop until you release it,” he sweetly whispered as he kissed my parted lips.

My eyes were tightly shut. My lips were open from the new, delicious sensation. He continued kissing me, biting and sucking my bottom lip. Meanwhile, his skillful finger kept stroking my pleasure nub.

“Ah! I can’t! Stop! Lennox!”

There was pleading in my voice. Instead of stopping, he ravished my lips so I couldn’t speak. I almost cursed in my head.

“Ah! No! Ah!” I cried because I swore I felt something explode inside me.

My whole body was trembling. It felt like someone was scratching and tickling my insides. My head was dizzy, and I was sweating. I dug my nails into his arm as the powerful sensation kept crashing over me.

“Lennox . . .” My voice was weak and trembling.

He finally pulled away from the kiss. His lips gently kissed my cheek, jaw, and then down my neck. Slowly, I opened my eyes when the intense feeling eventually subsided. Our eyes met.

“Lennox . . .” I felt so weak.

His gentle eyes looked down at me while his arm held my waist tightly to help me stand. He plastered a genuine smile after I called his name. And then, he finally kissed my wrist, his favorite part.