STEVA'S PASSION

POV RAZZ

POV RAZZ'S.

That afternoon, Steva asked me when I would introduce her to Mom and Dad. Of course I'm nervous, it's totally unthinkable, it's impossible to do, Mommy won't like Steva, no, and he also did not accept that our marriage did not happen because of the right intentions, I was wrong in doing a game.

"Later, huh?" I answered briefly to Steva, who stopped for a moment when she nibbled on my shoulder.

The next day, I tried to keep my distance from Steva who I thought had started knocking on the door of my heart and had even stopped in the place that Liora had already occupied.

The charm of Steva that makes me always excited is not easy to just brush away, just by smelling the aroma, exhaling, and the soft sound of her voice, my heart made her beat erratically, he said, and the machismo of my warlord suddenly stood up gallantly just like that, I could go crazy even if just by looking at him from a distance, what a difficult thing to refuse. If this continues, I'm afraid I'm really going to betray Liora and dissolve into the pleasures that make me opiate, my ninja path is to stay away from Steva before I fall too far.

I feel guilty on both sides. Either to Liora who I love so much and will soon marry, or to Steva who I married and started to love. 'Stupid!' Why am I stuck in this stupid game?

Every day Steva does her job painstakingly, she's very obedient, if I ask her to come forward, she'll come forward, if I ask her to shut up, she'll shut up, she'll shut up, even though he was so eager to ask more about meeting Mom and Dad, and when I said I didn't want to talk about it, Steva looked down without a word. She really is a different woman. And I like it.

'Tok tok,, ' My door was knocked from the outside, I can guess if it was Steva, who else would have knocked on my door if it wasn't my lady who still called me that Master.

Hearing someone come, I immediately closed the laptop and put it back on the nightstand. And I called out "Get in!" until the man opened the door to my room and came closer to me who was sitting on the bed, and well, she was Steva, my woman.

"T-tu sir? Am I interrupting?" asked Steva who looked nervous, Ah, this woman, why is she always acting that way, nervous when dealing with me, making me so eager to pounce on her.

"No, what's up, Stev?" I replied very casually.

"A-a are you mad at me, sir?" the question was looking at me so deeply, but of course I did not return the gaze, I continued to look straight ahead because I was acting as a blind man who was ugly. Unfortunately, he accepted me so sincerely.

"angry? Why should I be angry?" I said while smiling at him. Seeing him standing by the bed, I asked him to sit down.

"Sit down" I cried out, and Steva welcomed my hand, and sat on the edge of the bed facing me nervously.

'Ooh, fu.ck. Even with just this kind of ordinary touch, my entire body felt stiffened.'

"What's up, Stev? Why do you think I'm mad at you? Hem?" my many.

For a moment Steva was silent, I knew that the net could not be seen in my eyes, for some reason, but I felt love there.

"M-ma sorry, sir? Either this is because of my thoughts alone, or indeed you are actually staying away from me. M-ma I mean, you never give me time, p-pa to talk to us, I just do my job like I'm your personal servant," steva's voice sounded heavy, I knew he was enduring the pain when Steva told me that she was in disrepair, from his chest that was blooming and going up and down withholding the tightness.

I smiled as I stroked her hand before I answered her question which made me feel sorry for my own attitude towards her yesterday.

"Come here" I said again holding out both hands for Steva to fall into my arms. And Steva was willing, she got on the bed, positioned herself properly, got into my arms, I stretched out both legs so that Steva could sit comfortably in between, then dropped his fragrant head on the chest of my white shirt-covered tray.

I stroked her hair, I could feel if Steva was also very calm and comfortable in our current position. While the warlord down there had once again been valiantly standing up.

"I'm so tired, Stev. There's so much work. I'm sorry, huh? You must be feeling sad because I feel ignored, cuupp!" I rewarded Steva's head with a heartfelt warm kiss, as a sign of my apology for trying to keep her distance.

Kuelus had her face still leaning inside my chest, and her cheeks were wet when I touched her, she was crying. My feelings are getting messed up, 'Damn, her crying hurts my heart too.'

"Hey, don't cry?" I said gently cupping her face with both hands facing her face with mine.

Those sad eyes, I could see the radiance of love in the brown bead, I had never even seen a flash as beautiful as this from the bead of Liora that I looked so deep every time we clashed.

"Do you love me, Stev?" I don't know why I suddenly felt so eager for a confession. Clarity. And I asked Steva that too. Destroyed was the defense of my heart fortress that I guarded for Liora alone, now that heart has been branched and duplicated, 'Oh, Liora,, this is not my fault, you created this game!'

Steva who was still sobbing faintly nodded her head.

"Yes, I love you," she closed her eyes, covering her brown bead with beautiful eyelids. Letting her warm clear circles flow profusely past my cheeks and fall on my hands.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you," my snoring that instantly brought our lips together in a contest of passion love, lust, and bi.rahi.

Steva was still closing her eyes as I began to link our lips and explore with a delightfully thrilling touch of chest and body.

Steva's lips have become opium to me, they are soft, supple, warm and sweet. The smell is like dew that is refreshing and soothing, but able to warm and burn all the nerves of love that want to be channeled to complete in unification.

Our breath gasped, I let go of the link of our lips for a moment to pause to take a breath, and then again linked to it venturing deeper and more inches.

My hands won't stay still, guerrilla on Steva's chest, stroking, cupping, squeezing and gripping her, Steva mende.sah accepted my treatment of her. I know he likes it.

"Ohh,,,!" lirih Steva who always ringing in the ears, even when he is not near me though.

"You want me to satisfy you, Stev?" manya tease him. And Steva nodded spoiled. The brown bead was misty, and I traced the whole face, the neck, down to the chest, playing on the slender belly of his queen, until our position changed and I had moved under it, opening Steva's legs wide in both directions on different sides, I pampered Steva's core with my wet tongue.

"Ohh,,,!"

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