STEVA'S PASSION

PART 1'S

STEVA POV.

Me and the big master were enjoying a romantic dinner together, even though this was just dinner at the house dinner table, but the decoration and menu of dishes that I prepared with everyone home is no less than a five-star hotel.

My eyes were so mischievous by continuing to look at her that it was so dazzling to sit opposite me across there. He was Mr. Fabio Cannavaro Razolla, my master who had finally become my husband, and I fell in love with him. Honey, her eyes could not see, growing a little fear in my heart, if she could see, maybe she would be disappointed in me, maybe I was not the woman of her dreams, she said, maybe I'm not like his expectations and desires.

I suddenly felt no appetite when dealing with him, it seemed enough just to look at him like this time had made my stomach feel full, not because of eating love, he said, but I'm full because I've been tasting food continuously all day making sure the taste of the menu I serve for him is delicious. And I flinched as he asked me one thing suddenly at the dinner table.

"You don't eat, Stev?" her question made me dark because I just kept looking at her with a smile on my lips.

"Ah, s-su already, sir. Actually I was full, tasted all this food before serving," I replied trying as calmly as possible so as not to be so nervous. And Mr. Razz chuckled at my words.

"You cook? Didn't I ban you?"

"T-no, sir, I don't cook, I just squeak," my great-grandson in embarrassment, and the great-grandfather chuckled again.

He put down his spoon, propping up his chin with both hands that he had attached.

"Master? How do you know if I don't eat?" my question suddenly made him flinch. Mr. Razz straightened his back and grabbed a glass filled with alcoholic beverages served at a short distance from his dinner plate.

Mr. Razz put back his glass which left a little of his drink. Then his hands were on the left and right sides of the plate on the table.

"I don't hear the clink of spoons and plates from you, Steva!" mister Razz's answer made me bow.

"M-ma sorry, Mister!" lirihku felt ashamed. He was blind, but he was not stupid.

"It's okay."

This is where we are now, he forced me to carry bridal style after enjoying dinner, up through the stairs to the top floor of the main room that I had been like a bridal room to welcome the first night.

I poked my hands together at her neck, and continued to stare in her beautiful blue bead.

I was so amazed at her, she couldn't see but was able to properly step inside her room while holding my body which she said was only as light as cotton, and she asked me to eat more. To be more sexy he muttered in a joking tone.

'Shelf!' the door closed with just one kick. And Mr. Razz lowered my body on the edge of the bed, I sat facing him. Both of my legs were hanging onto the floor.

"Thank you, you've done all this for me" murmured Mr. Razz who was sitting crouching in front of me holding both my hands. I was silent but my smile continued to grow. Mr. Razz himself just stared flat ahead with a straight look of eyes without a definite point.

"Did you like the dinner menu?" I asked for pleasantries, actually I diverted my nervousness, my heart pounding close to him like this.

"Like," she answered briefly.

"But I prefer the menu that is now in front of me, I can't wait to eat and enjoy it" he snored with a heavy tone of voice that was restrained.

this is Mr. Razz, my big baby mister who yesterday was so spoiled and funny all of a sudden he has now turned into a grown man who is so romantic, and I unfortunately like him.

Her breath, her scent, her black mane, her beautiful blue bead, her thick eyebrows, sexy lips, stocky arms with a field chest as well as a hard checkered belly. Also his fingers, which when thrusting into the core of my body, played and danced there. Makes me sigh not because he made, let alone his wet tongue, and? Aaahh, I don't know, he's too perfect if I just describe him with words.

Tonight will be very long, silk curtains, thousands of petals, and the candlelight that will surely be extinguished tomorrow, will be silent witnesses of our romance tonight.

The burly hand gently stroked the leg, the calf crawled up to my upper thigh, the dress I wore easing his naughty action because it had a hemisphere from the bottom to the thigh on his left side.

"Your feet are so beautiful, Stev, these shoes are luckier than me because they can always feel the softness of your feet, and I'm jealous, '" said Mr. Razz, taking off my shoes.

I just quietly brushed her hair back. And I'm glad he adores me.

"You are so brave to wear this dress, showing your thighs that only I should be able to see and enjoy" said Mr. Razz, stroking my smooth thighs.

"M-ma sorry, sir. Mrs Gulnora, who's got this dress ready, she said you like it?" steva answered honestly.

"She does understand me so much, but I suddenly don't like to imagine the eyes of other men who see and enjoy it, don't wear something like this again tomorrow," he nodded with a low voice.

"Yes, Sir. Sure did!" I was obeying.

"But I do love it, Steva! You can wear it if I ask you to!" his sigh, his voice grew heavier, and his eyes that kept looking down from earlier I saw started to fog, but I myself had felt so lustful to attack or take an attack from him.

Mr. Razz kissed the leg, climbed up the calf, the knee and continued down the uphill climb up to my smooth thigh.

She kept moving up and revealed my dress until my bottom was open.

"I miss you so much" she then landed a kiss on the core of my body that was still covered in a thin Bermuda triangle of red silk.

I looked up to hold back the favor, my hand squeezing her hair sensually. I looked up when I felt his middle finger start dancing there.

"Aaahh,," de.sahku said. The finger slashed into the core of my body, wet. Both my eyes were closed feeling an incredible amount of space.

Mr. Razz uncovers the triangular fabric made of silk to reveal the core of my body that is always greedy to enjoy.

He pushed my body down and he played there. I felt a gentle gesture in his hand, he took off the cover of the triangle and I didn't know where he was throwing it.

I just enjoy playing his tongue and fingers at the core of my body. His tongue swept up and down the core until I cornered him.

Mr. Razz was so good at taking me flying to the top.

"Aaahh,, Mr. Razzz!" de.sahku accompanied the first release.

"You like it?" asked Mr. Razz to make me blush.

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