Rafa and Ara

Episode 262

...Happy Reading's...

Dion opened the door to his apartment after inserting a scanner card, then closed it and locked it again, after which he dropped Cindy off.

"I don't want to come here, I want to go to Ara's house" Cindy said as she pressed Dion's date of birth on the door access code. But before the door opened, Dion immediately ambushed his body and below into the lounge.

"Down me." cried Cindy.

Dion immediately lowered Cindy's body. He held onto both of his hands.

"Delivery." Cindy jerks at Dion's hand.

"You can't go anywhere before you explain with your attitude" Dion said.

"I told you there's nothing."

"Then why do you inhabit me? You ignore me, you ignore me Cindy. It means you're pissed at me, you're mad at me." Dion looked at him sharply.

Cindy grunted in annoyance. Lazy arguing. He immediately turned around and headed for his room.

"Cindy, answer me__"

Cindy didn't budge, she kept walking, only tears kept flowing.

Dion chases, grabs Cindy's hand.

Cindy immediately twitched and stepped even faster.

"Don't follow me." she cried as she wiped her tears.

Dion was still chasing him. Cindy went into her room and closed the door. Dion quickly held the door by putting his foot under, It was fortunate that he was wearing shoes.

Cindy closed the door as hard as she could, and Dion tried to hold her shoe and push the door. It finally opens because Cindy is unable to resist its power.

Dion immediately entered and held Cindy's hands together

"Cindy, enough. You don't be like this. It'll affect your fetus." Lowering his voice.

"Then get out of here, I'll stay."

"You're not doing well, Cindy. Brother doesn't want anything bad to happen to you and your fetus. I know you're mad at me. I want you to open up to me, I've told you many times not to cover anything from me. Brother apologized for hurting your heart, "Dion took her in his arms to calm this girl who kept crying holding back the anger.

But Cindy pushed her body"Don't touch me." Cindy tried to let go of Dion's hand.

But Dion kept pulling that skinny body into his arms."I'm not gonna let you go." hugged hard.

"I said freel__." cried Cindy.

"No." Dion insisted and further tightened his embrace.

Cindy grunted in annoyance. He's biting Dion's chest hard.

"Aww..." Dion grimaced in pain, took off his embrace and pressed against his aching chest.

He stared hard at Cindy.

Cindy did not care, she immediately turned around to step out, but Dion quickly pulled her body back into her body.

"You tested Cindy's sister's patience" said Dion growled, a sharp gaze hard to guess. Next he holds Cindy's nape staring at him and immediately I**mat Cindy's lips.

Cindy was surprised with round eyes. He pulled his face back while hitting Dion's chest. Dion held his two hands back, one more firmly holding Cindy's nape. He continued to devour Cindy's lips wildly and slightly coarsely, Mengulum, sucking the upper lower lip alternately, channeling emotions as well as replying to the mouth that dared to bite her.

Cindy is hard to make moves especially against. His brain thought what was Dion doing to him at this moment, who was now kissing his lips? He couldn't even believe that Dion was kissing her at the moment, kissing her wildly and ferociously what Dion was doing right now. The kiss felt was not just a kiss between brother and sister as Dion had done to her before, or a kiss that simply eased her nausea.

Cindy's heart was pounding, feeling an increasingly tempestuous kiss, the kiss demanding more, asking herself to reciprocate. Cindy sighed as she felt Dion's tongue playing wildly inside her mouth twisting her tongue. I don't know since when that boneless soft object had lodged in his mouth. His body trembled, stiffened and his head was dizzy. He began to fall into an increasingly tempestuous kiss. A strange deer penetrated into him through the cells in his body. He nodded repeatedly.

But then he realized, his mind again remembered something that hurt his heart, to make his chest tight, his heart hurt.

He hit Dion's chest."Take off." trying to pull his face back.

"Enough, stop__what did you do?"

His hand that had slipped from Dion's grasp hit Dion's chest and pushed hard.

Regardless, but Dion again scooped up Cindy's lips. Holds both of his hands. He is possessed by a passion that cannot be controlled. Cindy started to limp, felt her head dizzy, stomach also nausea because of a lot of resistance movements.

"Stop brother, I'm dizzy, my stomach is nauseous. I'm gonna throw up." Cindy said back between Dion's kisses.

Dion, who, despite being possessed by a passionate naf*u, regained consciousness and immediately stopped his kiss. His breath is fast hunting.

Cindy stared hard."Are you satisfied with punishing me?" Because he knew it was a kiss Dion's anger over him for biting his chest.

"Cindy__" Dion was shocked, aware of her angry kiss. He looked at Cindy's thick, pale lips. Is that as brutal as he's punishing?

"Enough, I don't want to keep arguing" said in a weak voice, face reddened with tears. Then he immediately turned around and left Dion who was sculpting.

Cindy took off the bag and scarf and hurriedly threw the origin to the bed. He quickly ran to the bathroom while pressing on his stomach and shut his mouth. Because he really wants to vomit.

"Cindy, forgive sister Cind." Dion, conscious of her daydream, chases Cindy to the bathroom.

"Cindy __!" look at Cindy vomiting.

"Go away, leave me, get out of here" said Cindy weakly in between spewing food that was just her saliva.

Dion's steps stopped.

"Sister is worried about you Cindy." lamented Dion was saddened by Cindy's increasingly avoidant attitude.

"I can take care of myself. Go." cried Cindy loudly. He regurgitated what was already in his throat. His stomach is getting stirred.

Dion termangu's. Even Cindy began to dare to shout at him. But he kept getting close to Cindy.

His chest was tight, his heart was sad and he was sorry to see the agony of Cindy vomiting with her body curled up

"Cindy," patted Cindy's back slowly, in a panic.

Cindy kept spewing out what was in her stomach as the nausea kept stirring her stomach and throat.

Cold sweat soaked all over his trembling body. Dion held his body from behind by hugging his stomach so as not to fall, as he saw that Cindy's legs were shaking. And one hand in use holding Cindy's unraveled hair exposed to vomit.

"I'm sorry." lamented Dion felt his heart was very sore to see so suffered by his sister and his wife because of her pregnancy. Both of his eyes were even wet.

Cindy stopped vomiting. His body was limp trembling, wet with sweat.

"Cindy, is it over with the vomit?" ask Dion gently.

There was no answer, just the sound of Cindy's breath was heard hunting fast. He supported his body by pressing it into two hands on the rim of the sink, although Dion was currently holding him back from falling.

Looking at Cindy who was not vomiting anymore, Dion slowly turned Cindy's body to face him.

That pale face was full of sweat with his eyes closed from still being dizzy.

Dion pressed his body against Cindy's body that was leaning on the sink so that the thin body did not fall down. With a quick movement fix Cindy's messy hair ties.

Dion held Cindy's hand.

Dion felt pity to see it, a deathly pale skinny face with trembling lips.

Cold sweat soaked his face and body. There was no more strength in his sister's body to use to argue and fight against him like that.

Dion seemed to think of something Cindy would do to him after vomiting like this. Usually after vomiting like this, Cindy would hug him, smell his scent to calm herself and her mood. But not this time. Cindy was angry with him.

Dion smiled, thinking of something to tease this wife.

"Cindy, how are you? You feel better?" even though he knew the answer was no.

Cindy silently did not answer with her eyes still closed

Dion brought her face closer to Cindy's face"Don't you want to hug sister?" his whispers are soft.

There was a subtle expression visible from Cindy's face hearing the question. He understood Dion's question.

"No." she replied immediately weakly, either out of prestige or still angry.

Dion smiled again.

"Why? Usually out of vomiting like this you most like to hug and smell the scent of your sister's body."

"No more." Cindy nodded with a sad face. In fact, he really wanted to hug, but tried to hold. He closed his eyes to avoid seeing Dion's body.

Dion smiled again.

"Are you not?" the question returns while unbuttoning his shirt one by one, after that in loose slowly and let it fall down.

"I'm bored." replied Cindy raspingly.

Dion was eager to laugh off hearing that answer. False answers that do not fit the heart.

"Bored? Really true?" looking at Cindy's face that was still closed.

"Why the hell does it keep? Step aside, I'm lying down, my head's dizzy." Cindy pushes Dion's weak body..But then the urge stopped when he felt the skin of Dion's body coming into contact with his hand.

Slowly he opened his eyes. The net is directly fed with broad shoulders, muscular field chest. And looking down a little, his eyes were again fed with the belly of a box like torn bread. Whether hypnotized or having lost his sense of regret, he stared for a moment at this masculine body from the neck to the stomach. A body that is very soothing to itself and makes it comfortable when nausea whack.

Both of his palms moved, touching gently tracing each bicep muscle muscle of this stocky body. From the collarbone, proceed to the two pieces of Dion. His two index fingers pressed against the nekan of the two pistils that looked hardened, twisted, gently twisted. His face smiled as it was good to get a new toy. He continued to play to the two pistils without realizing the tormented owner was holding back any turbulent taste. Satisfied on the pistil, the touch goes down to the stomach, pressing each box of torn bread. Continues touching the navel surrounded by fine fur. He smiled again as he made a circular line around the area. It was very pleasant and made all unpleasant taste disappear on his body. But the movement of his finger suddenly stopped when he realized what he was doing. He pulled his hand, then looked up to see the face of Dion who was looking at him with a gaze that was difficult to guess.

The two looked at each other.

Cindy complained sadly, then lowered her face in embarrassment. Dion held his hand, then under to touch and rub his chest.

"Do you still not want to hug and breathe the scent of big brother's body?" whispered Dion back.

There was a sigh of sadness from Cindy's lips.

Dion raised his chin slowly. He scanned every part of this face and stopped at the still swollen ranum lips. Slowly Dion carried this thin body into his arms. Hugged warmly lovingly."I'm sorry big brother." whispered gently if he had made a mistake to make Cindy angry."I apologize if I hurt your heart!"

A small sob came out of Cindy's mouth. He immediately hugged Dion. Her tears soaked Dion's bare chest.

"So please don't behave like that

again huh?" dion said he peeked at the top of his head.

There's no answer. Cindy just cried and got stronger hugging and pressing her face. He is also guilty of inhabiting Dion for reasons that are not clear, jealousy on Bela? What flavor is that? She should not have presented such a feeling in her heart, because her relationship with Dion and also their marriage was something forced due to pregnancy, not out of love. He had no right to be angry and jealous of Dion who wanted to be close to any woman.

Hugging for a long time makes the sense of aloofness re-emerged in Cindy's heart, it's not her desire, but the desire of the baby branch in her stomach. Conscious or not, he touched again with the palm of his hand while rubbing his face to the neck, and Dion's chest inhaled the scent of body fragrance that made him opiate.

Dion gave a small smile, looked down, saw Cindy sniffing her nose sipping her scent with a mischievous palm running down her stomach.

Dion's blood rippled, his body tensing even more as he felt a gentle kiss docked on his chest and stomach. He involuntarily groaned, while gently gripping Cindy's hair.

"Cindy." heavy voice.

"So, little more. I'm not satisfied." Cindy continued to smell her scent and felt the soft palpation of Dion's chest.

"One of my own brothers undressed like this and showed it to me, took my hand to touch it" Cindy said back casually without knowing Dion's tormented condition up there.

"Son can't stand it if you touch it like this Cind__!" stroking Cindy's back gently tried to suppress her desire.

Cindy's fingers fell again into the stomach, interspersed with a gentle kiss.

Dion again groaned involuntarily this time his beacon to make it hard to make Cindy shocked to hear it. Cindy's movement stopped. Unconsciously his eyes looked at Dion's office pants that looked fluffy. Cindy's not a stupid girl who doesn't know what it is. Aware of awakening something behind the pants, he immediately raised his body up. After parallel, he saw Dion's reddened face and was extremely tense.

"Sister.." he had not finished talking, Dion pulled his nape, and his waist and devoured his lips. Cindy was again surprised to not be able to dodge the sudden attack.

Dion deepened his kiss wildly, making Cindy let out her sigh.

Dion lifted Cindy's body arrived ala koala and brought to the shower without releasing her lips. And somehow Cindy's silent not fighting like that. He let what Dion did. Cindy was shocked to feel the shower falling onto her body. At the sight of Dion still continues to enjoy his lips greedily, both hands wildly crawled on the nape, neck, back and buttocks. Cindy who had been holding back from trying not to be lulled, started to falter. His head was faintly feeling a strange cloud of cells in his brain that were connected to his core. Cindy starts to return Dion's kiss. Circling her two hands on Dion's shoulder offset her brother's kiss. Their heads rotate right-left each other's me***t to each other. The sound of lip smacking is heard mingling with the shower. Their tongues clashed and twisted. The two exchanged salivary.

Lick Dion's tongue penetrated into Cindy's ears playing in Cindy's ear caping. Keep coming down Cindy's neck. Dion kept on dipping, licking this part of his white row, sucking so hard that it sucked away some red marks. He even bit until he left a bite mark. His passion can no longer be controlled. He forgets Cindy's status despite being his wife, but also his sister.

Seriate.