Deal, We're Married!
The Part 59
"Don't I ever say, what I've touched will be mine forever. So that's the reason," Kenan greets Cleo's lips with great demand, as the woman is about to say something that has been confirmed by a protest. The kiss kept coming down every curve of his woman's body, giving back a trace of ownership in that body and just stalled where he had wanted to touch for three days.
"That means it's just. an lust?" Cleo held her breath so as not to let out a village-han sound as the man swept his lips down there. Shredding his sensitive parts so cleverly that it rendered him helpless. "Then we can do this wedding for a year, as we agreed. I'll give you whatever you want including my body, but after a year free me!" pinta Cleo by biting her lower lip, as she felt the intense waves in her body come out to make her limp.
"Never!" Kenan aligned her body, preparing to make her woman mention her name.
"Ken..." Cleo clasped Kenan's back, as the man managed to re-enchant him.
"You're mine Cleo! I'll give it all to you, especially loyalty, but not love. Because love is just nonsense." Kenan stared at the beautiful face of Cleopatra below him, without stopping her activities down there.
"But. ah..." Cleo finally let out a sigh as Kenan added to the tempo of her movements down there. Cleo wanted to stop the man and talk seriously to him, to ask what the words meant. But now the pleasure given by Kenan is much more tempting, to make his common sense disappear just by changing with the typical sounds of romance.
"You like it?" Kenan continued to make eye contact during their conversations, never once did his eyes look the other way.
And that weakness Kenan will use to hold Cleopatra by making her pregnant, so that the woman will no longer be able to escape and inevitably will always be by his side. Yes, even though it seems selfish because Kenan himself can not give his love, for fear of being hurt for the umpteenth time. But Kenan had to do that, because from the first time he touched Cleo, his body was so addicted to going on and on touching Cleopatra.
"You must carry my descendants!" whispered Kenan while tightly clutching Cleo's body, as a release came.
"What's? What did you say?" Cleo who did not hear Kenan clearly, looked at the two hazel eyes right in front of her face.
Kenan simply replied with a thin smile, attracting his woman to be on top. "Move!" Kenan touched the woman's ping-gul.
Cleo who had wondered about what Kenan had said, now began to follow the will of the man and forget it just like that. Because what is in his brain right now is just to make a Kenan Meyer satisfied, because for a Cleopatra there is a pride of its own if it can make his man satisfied by his shrewdness.
The two men also returned to berguhul on the bed, giving each other and enjoying a pleasure called the heaven of the world. Era-ngan and village-han sounds filled the entire room space, accompanying the long night of those who were somehow about to end.
