My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 27's

Mesya felt guilty for the rejection he gave the other day at Radit's invitation to marry, but he also could not agree to it. Although until now his lover was still behaving as usual but somehow the other corner of his heart felt that Radit was not okay.

At 16:40 the work of Mesya was finished. After cleaning his desk and put his personal belongings into a bag, Mesya got up from his seat and entered the room Radit, which he saw the man lying on the sofa with his hands on his head, covering his handsome face.

“Dit woke up,” slightly shook his lover Mesya's hand gently woke up. Radit, who was easy to wake up, lowered his hand, opened his eyes several times and smiled when he saw the face of Mesya, who was close to his face.

“What time?”

“Udah at five, go home yuk,” invite Mesya. Radit instead of answering he even pulled the slender body of his lover until it fell on the chest of his field.

“Radit!” pekik Mesya was surprised.

“What a darling,”

Mesya tried to pull himself but Radit instead tightened his embrace making Mesya can not move anything more free.

“Back later yes,” said Radit, positioning Mesya's body beside him, lying together inside the narrow sofa.

“Why is it, you still have work?” a slab Radit gave made Mesya raise one eyebrow not understand.

“Still want to be here with you,” that soft and sensual whisper makes Mesya goosebumps.

“But I'm hungry,” whine Mesya by putting on his face.

Radit immediately got up and changed his position to sit down. Grabbing his phone lying on the table and pressing the number of his personal assistant asking to be bought food for himself as well as Mesya. Despite getting a little protest from the assistant did not know that Radit turned off the phone unilaterally and returned to lay his body beside Mesya who was playing the phone.

“Why even ask Bara who buy food, can you directly go online, Dit?”

“She's no longer working, Sya so I give you a job. Instead of him eating a blind salary later,” Mesya just a small snort hearing the answer from his lover who sometimes always like it.

An hour later the door to Radit's room opened without knocking first, Mesya who was still in the same position as before with Radit was quite surprised and was about to change his position to sit down, but the handsome man did not let him and instead embraced even his legs coiled up to resist Mesya's movements.

“Mesum know where dong lo is, Dit.” Tegur Bara who just came with two bags filled with food.

“Syirik said lo, Bar,” delik Radit who has now sat as well as Mesya.

“Ngapain also I shirk the same lo, my girl a lot of origin lo know!”

“Yes yes I know, you are not satisfied if only the same girl doang,” said Radit with a sneering tone. Bara no longer reply because what the boss and his best friend said was true. He was never satisfied with just one woman even Bara can be said Radit's friend is the most asshole.

“Lo why is it still here, Bar?” Radith asked.

“You eat it, I'm hungry as long as you know. I'm crazy at work that much until you don't have time to eat lunch and you even feel good going out.”

“Lo moaning?”

Quickly Bara shook his head, what more saw the flat face of his boss. “Not really, Boss. Where dare I complain,” Bara replied grimly and had to devour the food in front of him while Mesya chuckled amusedly.

Finished finishing the food Bara bought, Radit returned to bring his lover into the arms. While his assistant was gone as soon as a phone came in and disrupted his meal that had to be left behind.

Radit peppered his face in the recess of Mesya's neck in search of comfort, inhaling in the fragrant smell of his beloved who was so fond of him then floated small kisses on the neck.

“Geli, Dit.”

No Radit ignored, though, because now the man increasingly vehemently kissed the neck and white Mesya and once bit him until the purplish red mark was seen and a small groan came out of the thick lips Mesya make Radit more passionate.

Raising the tiny body of Mesya Radit rose from his seat and led his lover to the brown door facing the sofa he was sitting on. Closing back and locking the door without releasing Mesya who was in his gangster sling Radit kissed his lover's lips with lust, then his kiss came down and his face fell down until now in front of a chewy mound that was still tightly wrapped by the maroon shirt that Mesya was wearing.

Mesya further tightened his grip on Radit's neck as the man removed one of his hands from Mesya's waist, the hand he used to unbutton his lover's shirt to the toilet and also open the red lacy chest buffer until the large and filled Mesya breastplate.

Radit's eyes were getting smelly and darkened, his nose getting up as soon as the chewy thing touched the surface of his face that was right there. Opening wide his mouth Radit directly devoured Mesya's chest making the woman take out the village**n and her tiny hand grip was so strong in Radit's hair.

Stepping towards the bed, Radit put his lover's body to sleep without releasing his lips which were on Mesya's chest while the other Radit re**s so strongly.

Villages*n by village**n come out of both, even the two people who are making out are now completely without a thread, Mesya and Radit clothes scattered on the floor, the white sheets that were once neat are now messy as well as the hair of Mesya and Radit.

“Sya, want to stop here what do you do?” Radit asked in the middle of his fondling. His eyes that darkened with passion looked at Mesya whose state was not much different from his.

Mesya who got such a question was worried himself, but if I may be honest his body wanted more than just a touch while the side of his heart felt not ready.

“Don't look at me like that, Shay. I won't force you if you're not ready.” Radit kissed Mesya's eyes in turn. Hugging the body of her lover tightly then covering the naked bodies of the two with a blanket.

No more activities they do, just fall silent and hug each other under the blanket with an equally innocent body.

“Sorry,” murmured little Mesya felt guilty.