So My First Two Wives of Love

Punishment or jealousy?

"Jasmine, don't challenge me!"

Feeling his hands slit behind my long hair that was broken made my hair goosebumps even more when Gibran's hands reached my nape, he punched it carelessly as if it wasn't a big thing to him but he didn't know his touch was almost intoxicating to me because it was hard for me to think clearly now.

"Who challenged you?"

It seemed like my common sense was beginning to waver, instead of giving up, I was challenging as if I was looking forward to what he would do to me if I continued to deal with him hard.

I saw Gibran's jaw harden, until his jawbone became clear and firm. Rare facial features, soft but fierce at the same time, are almost difficult to conquer.

It's too hard even up to this second I still can't get it.

Gibran moved again, the distance between us was no longer there until his movements automatically pushed my body backward and I ended up stuck between his body and the kitchen table.

Hiding my feelings for you all this time has been very difficult, acting as if I don't care for you is already like a torture but here you are now, standing before me, looking at me that ignited your anger because another man was watching me.

 "You just need to say, if you're jealous," I whispered with a grin that immediately made Gibran's expression tense but he still didn't let go of me.

As Gibran's eyes moved down, he no longer looked into my eyes, but now looked at my lips with great courage. He did not cover it at all especially when the grin began to adorn his handsome face.

"Jealous... How about we make 'your future husband' feel it first?"

I was stunned to hear Gibran saying that I did not fully understand but Gibran's face was getting closer, now his head was right next to my head, he put his chin on my shoulder until the tip of his lips managed to touch the tip of my ear which made both eyes immediately closed reflexively because the vibrations carried by the small touch felt stinging throughout my body.

"Tell me, which part do you want me to mark?" As Gibran became more and more, he began to sip the scent of my nape, sticking our heads together and exhaling a roar of warm breath that left me burning easily.

"My answer?" Gibran growled, sounding like he was pushy but I was too confused by the situation.

Is he punishing me now or is he covering up his jealousy by making Juna's feelings the reason? He definitely makes me helpless.

I was helpless, my breathing started to get irregular just because Gibran was pressing my body with his body. He showed his face back just to confirm my expression and I couldn't manage my expression because I had never been in a situation like this before.

Gibran smiled, he seemed to be enjoying my nervousness and then after that one hand another began to caress my face.

Oh my God, he's exploring it, every line of my face, Gibran slaps his finger as he keeps looking at me, making sure that I can't escape from a situation dominated by him.

"Did it be fun to get my attention?" Gibran spoke again just as his thumb was on my lips.

"Very nice." answered me with the rest of the courage that was running out because his charisma hypnotized me.

Really, I was afraid of losing my mind and handing myself over to him willingly because it was certain that Gibran would belittle me even more but I also could not escape, I did not want to run away. I enjoy every vibration created by this tension.

"It looks like I have to teach you a lot tonight," right after, Gibran no longer talks because his lips are getting busy kissing me.

"Hmmm..." My body immediately stiffened, as Gibran not only landed his lips on the surface of my lips but he also took a sip of my lips and mastered it as if he had long been hungry for this.

The sweet taste on the tip of my tongue as this kiss deepened, like a sip of honey but it got me drunk.

When Gibran first kissed me, it didn't feel like this because now it's not just my head that's going around in circles but my body also feels limp so my legs are hard to stand straight.

Gibran finally let go of his kiss when I almost fell down when I could no longer hold on to the edge of the kitchen table, while Gibran held my body so I wouldn't fall.

I swallowed my Saliva because Gibran still did not completely let go of me, instead he suddenly lifted my body and made me sit on the kitchen table.

"I'm still far from finished so you'd better hold on," gibran said as he pressed his body between my legs until I had to open it a little wide so that Gibran's body could stand comfortably but unfortunately not with me.

My body grew tense as Gibran pulled my waist up until my body moved forward even closer to him until the distance between us completely disappeared.

After that Gibran touched my hand, he carried my hand to hang it over his shoulder. "Handle, this won't be easy for you..."

Unlike before, I said this time by wrapping my hands around his neck and after that, Gibran smiled again.

The smile that amazes me because the look in his eyes sparkles when he smiles as if he is feeling happy now, unfortunately I only briefly see that smile because he kissed me again.

"Reply to me, Jasmine..." His voice sounded desperate in the middle of the kiss he gave me.

"I'm inexperienced, you should have taught me right then.." I'm glad Gibran was so passionate, I had a little courage to flirt.

"Follow my way, as I do..." She said impatiently before kissing me again but this time I pushed her right away until our kiss came off.

Gibran looked at me, he looked confused as I let go of his kiss, not only confused but I could see the look in his eyes dimmed until I quickly touched Gibran's face with both hands and kissed him straight away, just as rude as he did to me, a little rushed and wild.

"Lookin?" ask me after releasing my kiss right when the new Gibran will return my kiss.

"Oh Damn, Jasmine!"

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