Deal, We're Married!
The Part 60
Next day.
"Ken.. Kenan.." called Cleo half-whispering to the man sleeping beside her. "Hand Meyer..." Cleo again called out as she touched the man's face. The man who touched her last night non-stop, as if there was no tired word at all.
Not getting a response from Kenan who was still sleeping soundly, Cleo also chose to stare intensely at the peaceful and calm face, a very different face if it was awakening that was so cold and flat. "You are indeed very handsome," Cleo went through every curve of Kenan's face that was sculpted perfectly, with eyelashes that turned out so flat when viewed up close and nose that was so sharp.
"Oh my goodness, what am I?" Cleo touched her chest, as she felt her heartbeat pounding violently. "No Cleo, can't you love her?" he murmured in the heart.
Cleo continues to convince herself not to fall in love with Kenan, because other than not wanting to be part of the Meyer family forever, there is a crazy sister-in-law who hates her so much. He also does not want to fall in the arms of a man who cannot give him love, because living with a man who does not love him will definitely feel torturous.
"Why can't you give me your love? Why do you say love is bullshit?" cleo asked, to the man who was still soundly asleep before him. "If you could give me love, maybe I would consider staying by your side" she said sincerely from the heart.
Not wanting to linger fascinated by the charisma of a Kenan Meyer, Cleo decided to get off the bed. But when his hand tried to get rid of Kenan's burly arm from his waist, he actually felt the arm getting tighter and tighter.
"Hand-detailed..." Cleo was surprised to see that both eyes that were originally closed were now wide open, revealing hazel eyes that were seen staring at her intensely.
"Ken release! I wanted to soak in the bath" Cleo tried to break free from Kenan's embrace, as she felt her husband's possessions were strained back to the point of touching hers. Because at this time both himself and Kenan are still innocent without a thread.
"You're not allowed to get out of bed!" kenan quickly locked Cleo under his power, squeezing the woman while smacking the sweet lips that last night kept calling her name.
"Ken stop!" Cleo forcibly pulled Kenan's hair, as the man's kiss started down her nape. "I'm tired of Ken, and I'm so hungry." How not hungry? The moment they set foot on this island, Cleo had not eaten at all as it was directly within the spacious room they were currently occupying.
"We ate after this," Kenan went back down the plain body of his woman, to repeat what they did last night.
"Ken... " Celo could no longer prevent Kenan, as the man returned to touch his sensitive spot, making the passion in his body re-burn. "Damn, why is this body and lips so mesh-ng." Cleo said to herself. For some reason while with Kenan, Cleo could not become a Cleopatra usually famous as a conqueror and male controller. Because here Cleo is controlled by Kenan, controlled every touch of the man that makes him fall more and more into the charm of a Kenan Meyer.
Meanwhile, Kenan who continued to move on the body of Cleopatra, rubbed the beautiful face and then melu-mat lips of his woman with a very demanding, without reducing the tempo of his movement. "Damn! I really like her body." muttered Kenan inwardly, who was increasingly determined to make Cleopatra conceive her offspring.
