About the Heart

For the First Time

"Mas" I softly called.

"Hmmm, are you calling me, Mom? Why do I feel if your call is so cordial? I wanted to ...," Dion paused the sentence he said. He then let go of her embrace and took me to enter the room. Leave the balcony offering a beautiful night panorama in the capital of the UK.

Dion let go of my hand the moment we hit the bed. I was led by him to sit on the edge of the bed and he sat next to me. "I love you, baby."

"I love you, but not as much as your love for me" I said, looking down.

Gently, Dion rubbed my left cheek. "Let me love you more. Save your greater love for our children."

"Are you not jealous if I love our baby more than you, dear?" ask me while smiling knot.

"I'd be jealous if the one you love more is another man" she explained, turning her fingers from my cheeks to my lips that were swept with nude lipstick.

"Why would I love another man more when I am in love with you?" I asked as I softened the vision to his eyes.

"I love you" she said, touching her soft lips on my tiny lips.

"Love me more and more" I replied. Moisten his lips that always look sensual in my eyes, to ignite a surge that wants to be happy more.

"I will always overestimate everything I have for you, like this," he immediately kissed my lips from earlier I bit his lower half because it held the taste.

His tongue began to greet, introducing to all those in the room that he was the ruler of his territory. Sweeping each inch with subtlety of taste and motion that depletes all the oxygen and makes our breath even more choked.

Remove the link of taste created by the union of two things that stir the surge. When the sting of breath can no longer be overcome it must be ended. Flow life resources to back up and get back ready for a longer journey.

Dion spread my body slowly, the hand he used to support the back of my head slowly he pulled and he used it as a buffer to his body that was holding me under it. I was softly hypnotized by his gaze. Being close enough and this kind of position makes me really unable to control the heart rate that is getting crazy.

He brought his face closer to mine. Making the right angle slope and touching the chewy thing to his partner on my face. Starting from a soft touch that is slow, slow and then raise the rhythm of movement. Open a gap that was initially tightly closed and begin his adventure there.

If falling in love alone is painful then getting involved in your own kiss is coercion. He led me to play with him. Pairing through a patch of dark space that will offer millions of sensations if we can bend and bend following the direction of the movement of the tour guide. Exploring side by side until there is not a single inch of untouched territory. The little mischief that produces a shivering ooze adds to the whistling sound full of taste pleasure.

Darkness must rise light. Finishing the adventure in the dark room is now changed skating on the neck of the level with a floor of softness combined with suppleness. A great place to print the history of a new civilization as its rightful owner.

An increasingly whacky sensation, demanding to be spoiled with an increasingly stressful trip. Seamless roads without obstacles must be introduced to challenging mountain ranges. Climb the steep slopes, walk round the ravines and will reach the peak that will bring at the point of attaining happiness. From there a core journey to reach a noble destination will begin.

Finding a hide that is still untouched by the hands of ignorant who will destroy it. It takes a lot of effort to open the entrance, but that's where expertise must be demonstrated. A struggle that exerts all feeling, energy, and power. No effort will betray the results.

When you succeed in opening the veil, just enjoy the awesomeness of the taste called heaven of the world. The warmth that will gush, flow filled a cavity is the first point that will turn into a collection of dots and will be adorable funny creatures if it is written so so be it.

The roar of breath racing each other even though the journey is over, the sweat grains that peddle themselves along the road that has been passed will witness a new step that has ended and may begin again. Two exhausted bodies, resting themselves in bed. Pull a thick blanket to cover something that is not worth showing.

"Thank you" said Dion, as he softly kissed my forehead, which was still covered in sweat. Grabbing me into his arms, feeling the comfort of being equally asleep in happiness through an unforgettable historic night.

*****

"Darling," softly whispered Dion who vaguely called out to me who was playing in the dreamland.

A kiss I felt warmed my shoulders. Yes ... we still woke up in a warm spoiled embrace. The romance I thought only existed in the world of novels turned out to be my own. Having a romantic husband made me realize that it wasn't completely fake.

"Hmmm," I was embarrassed, realizing that we were covered in cloth. This innocent body embarrassed you, let alone to look at his innocent body. Although last night our holy eyes have been tarnished, but if you realize this, the shame is still felt.

"Are you sorry you lost something so precious, because of me ?" dion asked with a smile.

"Yes," I replied with a gulp realizing that something was not right down there. The ludicrous movements that made my focus began to disappear.

"Yes?" Dion repeated the question with the answer I gave.

"Yes, I'm sorry for letting that go to you last night and maybe it'll happen again now" I replied timidly.

Dion chuckles. It seemed to realize that I had discovered the peculiarity of his body.

"Are you kapok already?" tanyanya.

The truth is misleading if the question is like this. He said yes or he wouldn't backfire on himself. If yes, then it is the same as agreeing to the invitation of adventure that he offers. Even if you answer no, it also will not change his decision to enjoy the second trip when the cold is still ambushing. The retreating forward is also hit.

"Yes or not, you can't get out of the trap, honey," Dion explained as if he could read what I was thinking.

"Me or you started?" dion asked with his mischievous smile.

Shut up, that trick question I don't need to answer.

"Me or you? There is no option to take a shower!" obviously for a choice I had in mind, go take a shower.

"That hungry lion, it just needs meat, honey."

I closed his lips with my index finger. "You are not a lion and I am not flesh. Come on, qiyamul lail, first! The good priest is the one who guides his mother to heaven, not to ..," I deliberately pause the sentence.

"I love you" he said, wiping my hair. "Bring, first."

I replied with a smile at his sweet treatment of me. Roll up the blanket in such a way as to wrap my innocent body. "Aww ... What are you doing? You tease me with your innocent body, that is. Sorry, I'm not tempted!" I teased him by turning the facts around.

"Here, if you're tempted!" call her while showing a seductive face.

My pillow throw hit the bottom of his body. "Close, tuh! Don't like playing around."

Dion just smiled at my behavior. Not only him, but I laughed too. Happy to tease my husband, like yesterday when he teased me with his lecherous behavior.

"I love you" Dion said before I started to step into the bathroom.

"Abdi nyaah ka anjeun," I stopped my steps and looked at her with a smile.

"I'm tresno karo kowe," Dion pretended to say my love in Javanese.

I approached Dion with a seductive look. "Please my spirit ho."

"Suko yak adiak" I'm Dion sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Sa love ko" I whispered in her ear.

"I'm tresno mengarang sliramu," said Dion while pulling me and as fast as lightning kissed my lips. "Mandi, gih! Or did you choose season two?" seloroh Dion with his naughty flick.