Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

Will Not Be Forgotten

...Cecilia and Jackson vacation on the beach...

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The roar of the waves accompanied me on the cruise ship that came to pick me up. Jackson apparently called someone to rent a cruise ship. He said he wanted to dive in the middle of the sea to see the beauty of the coral reefs that are here. Breathing exercises to make it longer. But until now he still wrestled spoiled to me on the bridge of this ship.

"Say you wanna dive?" I looked a little at him.

"Later. I still want to breathe fresh air" he replied.

Obviously from that moment on he inhaled my shoulder, hugged me from behind and kissed this shoulder of mine. Both of his hands were coiled around my stomach and it was hard to let go. To the extent that I felt amused by being hit by a thin mustache and the roar of his breath that hit the surface of my shoulder.

"Cecilia." He said my name.

"What?!" I asked to sniff at him.

"Hey, can't it be soft? Want me to punish?" He was threatening me.

I honestly want to ask him for his status. But I don't think he'll give it. For now I can only be his home, not yet his home. I would love to have a clear status between us. But I also know who I am in this story.

"Sorry" I said, looking down.

His fingers pulled at my chin to look at him. "Cecilia." He looked at my lips. "You've driven me crazy" he said, kissing these lips.

Mr ....

Jackson kissed me again. On the yacht he hugged me while kissing these lips. I also seem unable to fight it. I kissed her and did the same. I admit there's nothing to hide anymore. After all, he already knows everything.

He then turned my body, facing her. Stroked my face with her fingers and rubbed my red lips. He looked at everything on my face.

Sir, what exactly do you want?

I don't know what's in his heart. All I know is that we are together now. Then I tried to rub his face, his lips, and then down to his neck. My fingers were tracing his body. I stroked the chest of his field that last night squeezed my chest with warmth. Jackson has managed to melt this heart.

"Master, you're a powerful man. Why don't you try to help me find my mom and dad?" ask her. Towards this afternoon I tried to pry a little about his heart.

"I told you status doesn't matter, Cecilia." He answered my question with a surprising answer.

"Y-so?"

"As long as you're comfortable, why not?" It was like giving me a fresh breeze.

I smiled at him, and Jackson was still looking at me. We feel so close now. There is no longer any distance and barrier between us. In fact, I am no one to him. Yeah, let's just say it's currently pretending to be in love.

"Sir, what if I fall in real love with you?" my question is rubbing his face.

"So this whole time was a lie?" He asked me back.

Err ... I think I've been mispronouncing. "Em, Sir. I mean not like—"

"M." - mmuachh."

Again, Jackson's words have not been able to continue to kiss my lips again. Maybe he already knows how I feel about him. It's just that he hasn't been able to decide how to move forward for our relationship.

Then I hugged him. "Master, don't hurt me" I asked as I lay my head on his chest.

I wish I could always hear your heartbeat, sir. I'm already wet. Helpme.

By noon we hugged on a cruise ship, like pouring out the feeling that was springing up in the heart. I let go of this in her arms, in her touch, in her arms. I am willing because I love. I admit that this love knows no logic. And I experienced it myself.

A few hours later...

We played in the middle of the sea. Jackson taught me how to breathe long in water. He taught me to dive without any safety gear at all. He said the training if suddenly had to throw themselves to save lives from the enemy's target. So yes I just follow. I happen to be floating in the water.

After diving, we finally returned to the villa by the beach. We immediately washed the body after this heat. And as it turns out, Jackson doesn't want to bathe himself, he wants to be accompanied by me. And yes, know for yourself how he is. I would have asked for more if I was accompanied. He does not rule people.

We just finished showering and getting our hair. I was wearing a blue suit with a subordinate skirt like that. I just tied her belly to look like beach clothes. Jackson is also back in his black t-shirt. The writing on his shirt made my own GR heart. A better you, better you.

Uh! So GR!

"We'll have lunch first. It's one o'clock." Jackson took me out of the villa.

"Where to eat?" ask her.

"Near the swing" he answered, then reached out to me.

I immediately welcomed his hand. I just according to what he said. I'll show you if I'm the ideal wife-to-be. Whatever how it will be, obviously I'm still with him at the moment. Stay how to prepare yourself to meet the biggest consequences because of this relationship. And I hope I'm ready to face it.

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...Jackson's...

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On the coast...

Under the shady tree we ate the food Jackson ordered on the cruise. The typical seafood restaurant across the island turned out to be so appetizing that everything was eaten by us. It was the first time we ate without shame. I don't know why on the beach it feels hungry. And yes I also without hesitation spent all that was presented.

After lunch, Jackson took me for a walk on the beach with his digital camera. We took pictures here and on the beach. It was her turn to ask me to pose strangely. Until he finally overheated himself to see my position. He took off his shirt and jeans. And now he's bare-chested in front of me and wearing only his pants.

He was indeed a typical man who had so great pent-up desire.

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...The cecilia...

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Jackson then invited me to sleep on the swing. I slept on his right side while staring at the beautiful sky view this afternoon. We slept on a not-so-high swing of the net. It seems strong to hold our weight. And yes, I also enjoyed it. But, suddenly the atmosphere changed as Jackson put his head on my chest.

"Master?!"

He moved his head around my chest like he was looking for a good position to sleep in. My body was held tightly like a pillow roll. I also want to not tilt my body towards him. And finally I don't know why that maternal instinct came out of me. I gently rubbed his head so that he was calm and fast asleep. And sure enough, Jackson fell asleep in my chest.

Oh my God, this is him. We were like real lovers.

I tried to see her face slumbering on my chest. It turns out Jackson was so comfortable sleeping narrowly like this. I let it go, trying to sleep in hoping that no one else would bother me.

Let heaven and earth bear witness to this journey of love. I can only follow the path. I don't know where to take it, if I'm with him I'm willing.