Never be enough
No words could explain what I felt right now. My hands trembled, my ears rang inside and my knees turned weak, because of his swooning, warm touch.
My soul screams because of the guilty pleasure and excitement that he gave to me. Lisandro is no ordinary man that satisfied someone in bed.
He was gentle the whole time and I couldn't deny that he assuaged what my body wanted.
A cold breeze suddenly touched on my skin, urging me to cover myself. It has been a couple of minutes since we did it and it was too complicated to what should I call it.
"I- it's too cold in your office, aren't you going to get dressed?" I asked without catching a glimpse of his straight face.
I sighed and bent my knees to pick up my white brassiere from the floor when he held my hips tightly enough which made me gasp for air.
The whole time, he was standing behind me and I didn't want to ask him why. Until I realized that he wanted something to do with me. A little bit wild and messy.
"Don't move!" he said shortly while unzipping his black underpants. "Face down, baby. I don't want to see you biting your lips all over again."
Lisandro told me what to do with his husky voice. Smiling mischievously and every time he liked something out of my knowledge, he would always call me "baby" which made my heart skip a beat.
"I... I thought y-you're done for today." I murmured, but the next thing he did completely blew up my mind, wishing that he would stop right away.
It was warm, tight, and perfectly fitted inside of me. I took a deep, heavy breath hoping that I had something to grab.
As slow as a snail, Lisandro pushed my hips in a beautiful, conforming rhythm. He was panting, listening to the music created by our body.
"Ugh! You're too tight and hot baby!" he mumbled, catching his breath.
While he was moving fast, I'd closed my eyes, waiting for the climax. I couldn't imagine how my life changed since my little sister was hit by a car.
We had nothing left. Money, house, relatives suddenly disappeared when our mother died right after the accident.
For a moment, I didn't know that I'm starting to feel sad. I just want to rest, close my eyes and reminisce about the good, old days with Andrea.
But when I opened my eyes, Lisandro was standing before me, covering my body with his black suit.
He gasped, turned around on me, walking towards the window. "Dress up! We're going to the beach," he said that widened my eyes in astonishment.
How did he ever know that I wanted to go to the beach? To have some fresh air, to play and step into the white sand and soak her feet in the blue, soothing water.
I was panting heavily while wearing my skirt, I looked at him for a few seconds. Whether believe it or not, I saw him smile secretly which was quite strange.
"Hmm, I wonder why he's smiling right now?" I whispered and picked up again the upper garment from the floor.
I quickly covered my naked chest while he was not looking my way. However, as to how hard I tried to clasp the hook, the more I fail to succeed.
Even though it was not his business anymore, I cleared my throat and opened my mouth to seek friendly help from him.
"M-Mr. Realm?" I mumbled, convincing myself to stay calm.
I thought he would never attempt to speak, but I was afraid at the same time.
"Let me do it for you."
His tantalizing golden-brown eyes are glinting. Staring at me like he's taking off my clothes through his deep, flaming gaze gave butterflies in my stomach.
It was odd, and even I would give my best and act accordingly with him, I ended up cherishing a man who couldn't see me as an attractive woman.
"Turn around," he murmured. Clasping a hook seemed like an easy job for him. "You look tired, Andy. Do you want to see your little sister?"
His worried voice almost aroused me, but I'd made a promise that I would never show any weaknesses in front of him.
I must act like an independent and strong woman who could handle things out without depending on someone else instead.
"No!" I tended to be exaggerated when talking about my personal, private life and problems. I didn't know that I had already crossed the line because of my emotions.
Guilty like a little girl who accidentally spilled over a cup of tea, I looked down at the ground, listening to the loud sound that came from my chest.
"I... I am sorry, I didn't mean to react that way. I... I... just want to keep it on myself and thanking you will never be enough."
"Will it never be enough?" Lisandro walked around me, standing straight before me. He then looked at my eyes deeply, making them sweeter until it awakened my vulnerable temperament.
As I held back my tears, he abruptly cupped my face, striving to create a genuine connection with me. It seemed real, and through his passionate actions, I could merely say that he was up to something that I didn't know about.
If he would kiss me, I would be doomed and a loser. But if he remained this way, I have a chance to stay away from him–from his life, and after six months, I could freely live my life to the fullest with my one, only family- Andrea.
Instead of digging up my struggles, I chose to keep my mouth shut. I hurriedly wrapped my upper body with the uniform that he wanted me to wear every single day.
Even if it was solely against my will, I obeyed his orders and whenever he wanted to manipulate me and my body, I would willingly surrender for the sake of money and my sister's second life.
After getting dressed as nothing happened between us, I faced him with confidence that I kept for a while.
My brown eyes stuck on his face. Without hesitation, I yanked his necktie and kissed him on the lips as a dirty woman would do after spending a wild night together.
"See you around, Mr. Realm," I whispered playfully and winked at him that had barely changed his complexion.