FOR MONEY
GUILT
It doesn't feel like 3 months have me and Dean been dating. The man who always made me fall in love was a warm man. Not only was he considerate even he treated me like a child. It made me accustomed to her existence.
But today Dean wasn't like he used to be, he didn't give me any news. Is he busy with his job? It's not even news at all.
My eyes are getting sleepy, I hope tomorrow Dean can give me a reason for today.
When I closed my eyes..
🎵Ting Tong's.. Tong Ting..🎵
The sound of the house bell.
Who's this night coming to visit? Maybe Dean, but why should the nights be like this. Mumbled
I saw the clock at 11:10 I came down to open the door. My eyes still felt very heavy, as I rubbed my eyes slowly towards the door. And it turns out it was Dean.
“🎶 Happy birthday to me.. Happy birthday to me.. Happy birthday.. Happy birthday.. Happy birthday to me.. 🎶”
Dean sings a birthday song to himself while carrying a cake. I was shocked, and I couldn't believe it.
“Deans.. The ka.. You today.” My speech is stammered
Dean was still standing smiling with the cake in his hand.
“Sorry.. I really don't know if today you have a birthday” Continue me with a sad tone
I really felt stupid, seeing Dean come to my house alone to celebrate his birthday.
“Not anything” He said while stroking my hair
He must have been waiting for my words all day. But I was waiting for him to tell me why I couldn't be sensitive. He probably gave me a code.
How could I not know my girlfriend's date of birth. What kind of girlfriend am I, something this big I don't find out.
“I'm really sorry” Say me again
Dean immediately embraced me affectionately.
It was cold and windy outside, so I took Dean into the house. We sat in the tv room.
I made him a cup of hot tea and cut the cake he had brought. I still feel awkward a little less good, because on his birthday I did not prepare anything.
“Happy birthday yes.. Sorry I lack attention” I said as I bowed my head full of guilt
“Udah don't think about it”
Dean held my hand, as soon as the atmosphere became silent. He looked at me with a smile. His gaze grew deeper and deeper, and slowly began to approach me.
“Once again you are wearing clothes that shouldn't” The whisper is soft
Dean pushed me slowly to the corner of the sofa. He kissed my lips, pulverizing them lustfully. Her hands held my neck in my ears. My body began to feel stiff, and my muscles became tense.
This time he kissed my neck, making my body react in an uncertain direction. Dean's breathing sounded breathless. His hands began to descend into the chest area, my heart was beating fast.
“Emmh.” Unaware I made a sound
Dean's getting aggressive. He's behaving like never before, tonight he's so excited.
Her lips had touched my chest, she had also pulled my clothes up, so that my underwear and stomach were visible.
“Enough Dean.. Ummhh..”.
Dean ignored my words. He still grips me lustfully.
His hands played on my stomach, occasionally trying to touch my intimate parts and I brushed them off. He continued to kiss her to the ear area.
“Ahh.” My little scream is unstoppable, because this is one of my sensitive areas
Dean bit my earlobe. His breath was clear, occasionally he took out his tongue and licked it.
“Umm... Emmh.” My fists
He tried to pull my pants back, realizing I was holding his hand.
“Dean don't.” My vow
But he still insisted on opening it. I quickly pushed him, and..
“Plakkk!!” My hand slapped him
I stood up and straightened my clothes.
“You've crossed the line” My words are full of emotion
Dean simply fell silent, covering his face with both hands as if regretting what he had just done.
“Better you out now!” I continued to act cold
Like there's a fire in my chest.
Dean is seen taking a deep breath and exhaling it. Without saying a word, he took a step out leaving me, and did not even turn his eyes to look at me.
I was crying so much. I'm ashamed and disappointed to have let Dean try to do that.
I accept it if it's just a kiss, because I want it too. But if it's my intimate part, I'm sorry I'm so disappointed that you tried to ruin my self-esteem.
