“Do you. . . Do you want me?”
I felt how Yvvo stilled on his spot as he gently broke our passionate kiss. “W-What?” he asked, his voice were already hoarse.
“I’m asking if you want me,” mariing pag-uulit ko.
Yvvo gulped as he licked hi slower lip. “D-Doll, I don’t want to take an advantage---“
“You wouldn’t,” I cut his words off. “I’m asking if you want me because. . . b-because I think I want you.”
His lips parted upon hearing what I said. Sa ikalawang pagkakataon ay napalunok siya at humugot ng malakas na buntong hininga. “Doll, that’s what you think. M-Maybe. . . maybe your just drunk,” tila nahihirapang sambit niya.
I swallowed the lump on my throat as I pulled myself closer to him. “Smell me and tell me if I’m drunk or not,” mahinang sambit ko at hinila ang kaniyang ulo at
