LET ME CRY (TAGALOG R18+ STORY)

L E T ME C R Y ME series #3 WARNING SPG This story contains a lot of grammatical error, typos and s****l scene please bear with me if you decided to read this story of mine. __ "Why are you looking at me like that?" tanong niya dahil nakatitig lang ako sa kaniya. The alcohol loosened my tongue and stripped away whatever pride I had left. I turned toward him and whispered, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight, Doc?" "Reeve," he said quietly and lumayo ng kaungi. "Please. Stop talking like that." I laughed. "Come on, Kristan. My brother trusts you." I touched his chest, my hand trembling over the steady beat of his heart. "Why don't you take my virginity? I'm giving you permission." His breath caught. I traced my fingers lower, desperate for distraction, for comfort, for anything that would make the ache inside me disappear. "Don't be gentle with me just because I'm drunk," I whispered. "I'm letting you to touch me.. I want you.." The muscles in his jaw tightened. Then he stood abruptly. "Stop it. You're drunk. I'm taking you home." He grabbed my arm. "No." Panic flashed through me. "If you don't want me, I'll find someone else nalang to satisfy me. I'm horny Kristan.." My words were reckles but I don't care. Kristan's eyes blazed. "What the f-ck are you saying that? Nahihibang ka na ba?" "I'm sad and horny, Kristan. I want you, pleasee.." ulit ko pa. Bumuntong hininga siya. Without another word, he pulled me to my feet and guided me toward the exit and weng straightto the parking lot "Where are you taking me?" I asked as he opened the passenger door. "To my place." My heart pounded. "We're going to do that there?" masayang saad ko. He looked at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. "Yes.." The single word sent a shiver through me. The moment we were inside the car, the heat of the alcohol and the storm inside my chest overwhelmed me. I turned toward him and kissed him—desperate, trembling, and far more vulnerable than I wanted to admit. For a second, he kissed me back. His hand slid to my thigh, fingers tightening as though he was fighting himself. Habang tuloy ang halikan namin naramdaman ko na inadjust niya ang upuan na para mahiga. I don't know paano pero nahila niya ako palapit sakaniya dahilan para maupo ako sa tap niya sakaniya while facing him. I slowly slipped off my top, leaving me in nothing but my bra.. Kristan's eyes darkened the moment his gaze fell on me. Without breaking eye contact, I took both of his hands and placed them in my boobies, silently telling him that this was what I wanted. "D-mn," He breathed against my lips nang umayos siya ng upo. My voice trembling with anticipation. "I can't wait anymore. I want you now.." A soft gasp escaped me when I felt his fingers move to the clasp of my bra. In one smooth motion, he unclasped it. Matagal na tinitinitigan niya ito bago niya pinadaudos ang kaniyang daliri sa n****e ko. He played with it. I can see his eyes have mixture of hunger and reverence. He cupped me gently, his touch both possessive and tender, making my breath catch in my throat. A low groan escaped his lips before he lowered his mouth to my skin, kissing me with an intensity that made my entire body tremble. Sobrang baliw na baliw ako sa bawat paglaro ng dila niya. Every touch, every kiss, felt desperate yet careful—like he wanted to memorize every part of me. And in that moment, wrapped in his arms and consumed by the way he looked at me, I knew there was no place I would rather be. His forehead rested against mine, his breathing uneven, as if he had been holding back more than just words. His kisses had been desperate. hungry. Not because he wanted something from me, but because he was trying to pour every unspoken emotion into that single moment. And when he wrapped me in his arms and pressed gentle kisses along my neck, the tears I had been fighting so hard to contain finally began to fall. For the first time that night, I felt comfort. I felt peace. Natigilan siya. Nang marinig niya ang paghikbi ko. "Shh," he whispered, brushing the tears from my cheeks with infinite tenderness. "I'm sorry if I was too rough." Napailing- iling ako dahil mukhang natakot siya. "No." Yung mga luha na ilang taon kong pinigilan, mga luha na matagal kong kinimkim at itinago "No... Let me cry." My fingers tightened around his shirt as I buried my face against his chest. Ang sarap sa feeling na umiyak! "But I don't want to see you crying, Reeve.." "Please," I begged between broken breaths. "Please, just let me cry. I'm okay. Please continue.." And Kristan did the one thing I needed most. He held me. Not with desire. Not with impatience. But with a quiet, devastating tenderness that shattered every wall I had built around myself. There, in the quiet silence of his car, with my tears soaking through his shirt and the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear, I finally understood the truth I had been trying so hard to ignore. Akala ko alcohol was the answer. Akala ko a few glasses of liquor would be enough to make the pain disappear. Enough to silence the thoughts in my head. Enough to help me forget everything, kahit isang gabi lang. But I was wrong. Because more than anything else, what I truly needed wasn't alcohol. Ang kailangan ko pala ay isang taong yayakap sa akin habang unti-unti akong nadudurog. Isang lugar kung saan puwede kong tigilan ang pagpapanggap na kaya ko pa. Isang balikat na masasandalan. A safe place where I didn't have to explain why I was hurting. Where I didn't need to pretend that everything was okay when it clearly wasn't. And somehow, without asking for anything in return, Kristan became exactly that. He became my safe place tonight My comfort. My peace. Sa mga bisig niya, finally, I allowed myself to break. Pinayagan ko ang sarili kong ilabas ang lahat ng luha na matagal ko nang kinikimkim. 'Yung mga luha na ilang taon kong pinigilan, tuluyan nang bumuhos. And surprisingly, ang gaan pala sa pakiramdam. ___