PROLOGUE
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PROLOGUE
Hindi mapakali si Arthur sa sala kaya hindi niya magawang tumigil sa paglalakad na pabalik-balik. Hindi niya alam kung tama ba ang desisyon niya na pumarito sa hotel room ni Charlotte. Alam niyang nakainom na rin siya pero alam niya ring kaya niya pa ang sarili at nasa tamang huwisyo. He’d never been so drunk ever since college, but he could feel himself getting scent-drunk with Charlotte’s cologne alone.
He was just pacing back and forth, because he could feel himself getting hard. Hindi niya alam at hindi niya maunawaan ang sarili kung bakit ba siya tinitigasan—eh simpleng damit lang naman ang suot ni Charlotte. Pero eto ay hapit na hapit, showing her curves, showing her delicious breasts, that waited for him to munch and squeeze.
Suddenly, the shower room opened and the reason why he was getting horny stepped out. Wearing an oversized button-down pajama top—just the top—and it showed her bare legs. Her mouth hung open as she saw him standing in the middle of the room. He heard a short gasp as she tried to find a towel to cover herself below. He saw nothing since it was oversized and long enough—but her luscious, milky legs were still dripping wet from the shower. That same dangerous glint in her eyes—equal parts challenge and temptation—scared him but ignited him as well.
“How did you—?” she asked.
Her voice raw, raspy, because of the previous lesson. She outdid her gag reflex.
“You left your key card in the bar. So I just invited myself in. Baka kung napaano ka pa, at susuray-suray ka paakyat kanina.”
Namula si Charlotte sa narinig, “Cold shower helped me with my drunkenness.”
“Combining tequila and scotch is never a good idea right?” he teased at napatawa sila.
But that laugh died down.
Arthur assumed it was liquid courage, but he saw Charlotte take steps toward him and pull him toward the bed in the middle of the hotel room. It was a small, single bed. Inikot siya ni Charlotte at sinalubong ang mata niya.
She was panting audibly.
“Can I suck you off, Artie?”
“Don’t call me Artie.”
She chuckled but she pushed him and proceed to kneel down.
“Char—wait—are you sure?” pagsisigurado ni Arthur.
He can see she looks determine and she nod.
“Isang beses lang natin na practice and blowjob. Do not exert yourself. You have nothing to prove to anyone.”
“I want to do it again.’ Arthur nodded.
“Let me eat you first—”
“No.” she unbuckled Arthur pants as she looks at him intensely. Mouth dry. Anticipating. “Tonight, I want to test if I’ve learned anything.”
Inabot ni Arthur ang unan malapit sa kanya at inilatag eto sa sahig. Para doon lumuhod si Charlotte. “Are you sure?”
Charlotte nodded. Couldn’t care less. She pulled out his hard c**k. He’d probably gotten hard the moment he entered the room and smelled Charlotte’s perfume. A sweet, sweet macaron vanilla.
Natigilan sandali si Charlotte but she bit her lips as she slowly stroked Arthur’s c**k. It was flaring red. Ready for action. He didn’t need foreplay—just straight hard.
“Arthur…” she whispered, batting her eyes toward him. She was just playing with her hands, making sure it was hard enough. “Look at me.”
Brave of her to assume that Arthur could look at anything else. He was staring at her so intensely he could eat her.
She spit generously, making Arthur flinch, his c**k twitching slightly. “Holy f**k, Char.” He was panting. Itinaas na niya ang kamay niya para pigilan ang bibig niya—he could make louder sounds than anyone he’d ever had s*x with before.
But seeing Charlotte on her knees, in front of his d**k, spitting gradually, slowly teasing, rubbing back and forth— “I’ve been studying, Arthur.”
“Hard?” he replied, closing his eyes to savor the moment.
“The hardest.”
Napamulat siya ng mata at saktong pagkakataon na lumapit si Charlotte para isubo siya.
A warm mouth surrounded his d**k, and he tried his best not to come with just the taste of Charlotte’s warm mouth. The woman’s tongue under his d**k was playing—playing with the head of his c**k—and she slowly took everything in, which made her gag.
“Slowly, baby.” His hands found her wet hair and he softly pulling her away from his c**k.
“Am I learning fast, Arthur?” she asks? Her lips full of spit and precome. Swollen red and she look so pretty. “Am I impressing my favorite teacher?”
She was really doing her best, and Arthur was doing his best not to come in her mouth. They hadn’t talked about it yet.
Though Arthur’s hands were still on her hair, he was letting her do it according to her pace. According to her gag reflex. And compared to the night they had the blowjob lesson—she did better control it. She was slurping his d**k like her life depended on it.
Her other hand found his balls and gently played with them, too.
Now she is bopping her head nonstop, in a rush, diabolical pace and Arthur is going crazy.
“Holy f**k,” he breathed heavily, voice unravelling.
Then— Darkness. Static noise.
Not the kind you see or hear, but the kind that shuts down every rational thought in a man.
She teased, touched, worshipped—taking her sweet time.
And then— Nothing would ever be the same.
Arthur’s head dropped back, lips parted, a low, guttural moan escaping as he fought the urge to lose himself entirely to her.
His hands clenched fists at his sides, struggling to hold on—because she was in total control now. No longer holding Charlotte’s hair because he wants to bury everything in her throat.
“f**k,” he gasped, voice raw and broken, “where—where did you learn—”
She pulled back, eyes sparkling with victorious fire. “You taught me.”
And then he was gone again—eyes shut tight, hips twitching, sweat pearling at his temples.
He growled her name like a warning, begged her to stop just to stay sane.
Kaagad na hinawakan ni Arthur ang ulo ni Charlotte para matigil lang ito sa paggalaw. He took his own c**k and aimed it to the floor. Spurting nonstop. Coming senselessly. Leaving white streaks on the carpet. He was panting. He was sure he blacked out.
That was the best head he’d gotten in his entire life.
That was the best blowjob he ever got.
When she finally stood, lips swollen, cheeks flushed, eyes full of triumph—he just sat there, utterly ruined.
Breathing hard. Shirt rumpled. Dazed.
Charlotte tilted her head, all innocence and mischief. “So… did I pass?”
Arthur didn’t speak. He couldn’t. He just stared like she’d rewritten the laws of the universe.
Then—he laughed. A breathless, crazed sound filled with awe and defeat.
“You didn’t pass, baby.” he rasped, “You f*****g graduated.”
Charlotte grinned, deadly and delicious. “Then maybe I should be the one giving lesson now.” She proudly said.
Arthur pulled her close, mouth hot at her ear. “Careful, Char,” he whispered, “I’ve got a lot left to teach you… but if you keep doing that, I might forget the damn syllabus.” He gently bit and nibbled at her ear, making Charlotte giggle and laugh.
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