CHAPTER FORTY
WARNING - MATURE CONTENT (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)
A defining silence falls between Arcadio and me as we enter my room after having dinner. My heart was feeling uneasy since the time we had returned from the market. Yet I didn't have much time to confront anything, or sort anything with Arcadio.
After returning home, Mom held me hostage in the kitchen because suddenly, after having a husband, I must learn how to cook. Meanwhile, dad has been keeping a close eye on both of us. Dad suddenly interrupts every time I try to talk to Arcadio in a low voice. All I thought that how it was such a bad idea for my parents to meet him. It was better when no one knew about us and no one was coming between us.
A lone tear falls on my hand. All of a sudden, I hear the door of the washroom opening. Arcadio had taken a shower. Oh, God! I can't let him see me crying. Otherwise, he would think that I am such a cry baby. Ever since I met him, I have been crying more than I ever did in front of anyone.
Should I take it as comforting or a warning, perhaps? Forget about it!
I wiped the fallen tears away from underneath my eyes. I lay on the right side of the bed with my back to the other side. I shut my eyes and pretended to sleep. I would know if something is wrong if Arcadio doesn't turn me. As long as I remember the time we have been sleeping together, no matter how much distance I slept, he would always wrap his hand around my waist and pull me closer to him.
However, today I felt the bed dip beside me, but no hand pulls me. Hurt is what my heart starts feeling. I feel overwhelmed with emotions. I have never felt this way. I felt so desperate for his touch that it makes me feel so miserable.
Tears threaten my eyes. It burns them, yet I pinch my finger with my nail so that the pain could stop the tears and pain. I can't be seen like that by him.
I can't take this anymore! Why am I feeling like this?
"Uh, I thought I could stay angry at you, Tesoro, but I'm addicted to you," Arcadio breathed, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. He leaves a slight peck at my neck, making my whole body flutter. The hand around my middle tightens as if he would lose me anytime he removed his hand. All the silent inward cries coming from my eyes stop at the movement. I let out a breath and relaxed into his embrace.
We stay silent for a few minutes when I hear Arcadio's grumbled voice. "Do you still love him?" The question takes me by surprise. Were his angered expression and silent treatment all because of Adrian?
Was he jealous of Adrian? Somehow the statement makes my body relax. Time for a payback Mr. Arcadio!
"If I said yes, will you let me go to him?"
Upon hearing the question, Arcadio's body stiffens. The grip on my stomach tightens. Everything happened in a flash. The next thing I knew, I was under his body. His hands were on the side of my neck. While, his knee was in between my legs. I raise my hand to touch his body, but he immediately pushes it down above my head with hand. His eyes were clear to me even in the dark. I could see the expression on his face without actually seeing his face.
"Tesoro, I think you forgot who you belong to." His voice was gruff.
My eyes immediately go to the door. My parents, sh*t! What was I doing provoking him?
This is bad!
If any of my parents came within a few meters of the door, they might hear us.
Not me, but they would be traumatized for life. I can't take that chance.
However, the kisses that he was leaving on my neck made it hard for me to control my moans. "Ar-Arcadio...don't....mom and....dad...."
He kissed my neck and jawline, then trailed near my ear and whispered, "Then make sure you find a way to silence those moans, Amore Mio."
Arcadio knowingly touched my breasts, stroking lightly over my top. I know he is doing it intentionally because I can sense his smirk. He was doing this to rile me up, but I didn't know why and the lingering touches made me insane.
His fingertips move over to the hem of my t-shirt and lift it. Without stopping for a second, his warm mouth is over my nipples, licking, sucking, and teasing. "Tesoro, I will devour every inch of your body tonight."
His lips travel down my abdomen. Even in the darkness, our eyes meet. He lifted his fingers to my mouth and slides them inside me. He withdraws them and pushes them back, playing with my sweet spot.
He then lowers his tongue and digs in my cl*t. My head moves deeper inside the pillow as he follows his words of devouring me. Heat rushes to my head, shutting my eyes closed and one hand clutching the bedsheet while the other is over my mouth, holding my moans.
Arcadio doesn't seem to care anymore about the misery that he was putting me through. Instead, he wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls me closer to him, giving his tongue more access.
"Ar-Arcadio," I whispered. He fastens the pace as he hears his name making me come on his tongue.
His body comes back up, and he kisses me. I could taste myself on his lips. As we break the kiss, he says, "someday, I will claim this as well." His hand squeezes my hip. I gasp at the sudden action.
I thought it was over. Yet when Arcadio hovered my body again, I knew we were far from done.
Arcadio turns my back to his chest. He starts kissing my back sensually while touching my thighs, parting them apart. I felt his length moving towards my cl*t. He thrusts it gently inside of me. I could feel his warm breath near my neck, which made my body shudder. His movements were slow. It felt like a punishment.
The sensation was foreign to me. Since we started doing this, I've always gazed into Arcadio's eyes, yet today not seeing them right now made me feel a little anxious and somehow strangely excited as if not knowing what he will do next.
I got so lost in his movements. I did not realize that his hand was moving in front of me. He started rubbing my cl*t synchronized with his c**K. His other hand made it's way below my body towards my breasts.
The torture was unbearable for me to handle, and my moans were getting hard to control. Suddenly I heard Arcadio's hoarse whisper near my ear.
"See how your body reacts to me, Tesoro." The movements get faster slowly, but he doesn't stop. "This means that your body belongs to me, not just that, but everything that has you belongs to me." Hearing him say this was nearing me to the edge of pleasure, and I could feel him coming too.
"Come with me, Amore Mio, and tell me that you are all mine."
I felt his grip tightening in my thigh as he pumped faster, then pushed himself all the way in for the last time. Then while withdrawing his c**k, he kisses the back of my head. Then sounds of our heavy breathing are the only sounds in the room.
He rustles beside me and gets up. How does this man still have the strength? "Let's get you cleaned up," he says and lifts me in a bridal style without any effort walking towards the bathroom.