Sweet Scandals

Ch. 26

No wind no rain. Suddenly Axelle hugged Irene so tightly. It is as if you are pouring out all the feelings in the soul. Even accompanied by soft words that seem not to want far away. It was as if they had such a close relationship.

"Axelle, please let go." Irene Pinta.

Axelle took off her embrace. Slowly he twisted Irene's body facing him. Looking at it softly but deeply. He was trying to understand his feelings today. Frequent feelings are disturbing. Sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is angry, and sometimes he is jealous.

OUI.

JEALOUS.

What else is his name if not jealousy. He was jealous to see Irene with Zaky. And that's the truth. He can't deny.

"You said you were hungry. Do I want to make something?" Ask Irene. Throwing her little bag over the couch.

But Axelle did not answer Irene's question. He stared in Irene's eyes. Impregnate every taste that is increasingly licking. His little heart always whispered. Will this be possible? Is that how fast love comes?

"Irene ..." Call Axelle lirih. With increasingly sad eyes. Scrubbing the curves of Irene's face that secretly fascinated her.

Irene stunned. His name is called sounding sweet. There was a sense of happiness when Axelle mentioned her name.

"I like you." Axelle said without hesitation. To make Irene more fixated, stunned to stare in disbelief.

"I know you're just kidding. Next time, find a better joke. That one sounds crisp. It's weird." Irene tried to cover up her nervousness. It was like a dream for him. How could an Axelle like a girl like her. A girl who is nothing compared to Clarissa. Axelle's lover who is now in the land of people.

"That's it. I'll make you dinner. You're very hungry, aren't you?" Irene turned around immediately.

However, his feet had not stepped. Axelle turned back to forcefully twist her body. His hand quickly grabbed onto Irene's nape. In an instant, a soft, wet touch swept across his lips. Irene was even more stunned.

This time, Axelle wrapped both her hands around Irene's slender waist. As if he didn't want to escape. The longer the embrace gets tighter. Along with the deepening.

For some reason, Irene could not resist. She let Axelle pouch her lips. He closed his eyes. Enjoying the soft touch that keeps her washed away. Presents a strange, increasingly heart-shaking murmur.

This is new to Irene. He doesn't know what to do. His lips were tightly locked. A slow bite opens his mouth. And that's a chance for Axelle to barge in. Playing with his tongue in there. It was soft and deepening.

Axelle enjoys her game. He was made to forget his position. Touching Irene was like an opium to her. Every day he was curious. Until it is no longer able to withstand the turbulent desires in the soul.

The longer, as the gap deepened, the bodies of the two began to incline closer to the sofa. Slowly Axelle pushed Irene's body until she sat on the sofa. Without letting go of her pagutan, Axelle pushed back slowly until Irene was lying on the sofa.

As if carried away, for the first time Irene finally dared to reply to every lum*atan Axelle gave. It surprised Axelle. Then let go of the pagutan for a moment. Irene stared at the full crab.

Oh gosh.

What happened between Axelle and Irene tonight was unexpected. Relationships without status but hearts have been adrift. The leafan on the chest is getting more and more crazy.

Even if that love did exist, for Irene, Axelle was her first love. As for Axelle herself, obviously Irene was not the first. There were still others who were bound by an emotional connection with Axelle. How could Irene just break that bond. Clarissa could come back into Axelle's life. So, what about her?

Is it that easy to replace Clarissa in Axelle's heart? Or is it just a dream? Or was Axelle just playing with him.

"It turns out you learn fast." Axelle said praising the courage of Irene to return her kiss.

Irene was embarrassed. His face was even red. Unfortunately, Irene pushed Axelle, grabbed her little bag and rushed to her room.

Axelle was increasingly challenged and made curious. Quickly he followed Irene's steps. Irene had not closed the door yet, Axelle was already at the door. His burly hand held the door shut.

As powerful as Irene tried to close the door, but the power is not stronger than Axelle. And now Axelle's in. Irene was moving away from Axelle. The way Axelle looked at her was very different. The look seemed to have been shrouded in passion.

Whether the demons possessed her, Axelle was blinded by a turbulent desire. Irene was like an opium to him. He was unable to withstand the turmoil in his soul that was getting hotter. Every time Irene looked at me, those strange vibrations always came. He dared to interpret that this was love. Not just a desire. But the tongue cannot reveal. Because he didn't want to rush to conclusions.

"Axelle, I'm gonna take a break. Please come out." Irene's ink was starting to get scared.

"Irene, I've liked you since the first time we met. It's just that I didn't realize it." Axelle said once again as she stepped slowly toward Irene who was increasingly inching. Irene stopped when her leg hit the side of the bed.

"I know you don't mean it. You like to joke, and you always tease me. Right now you are just joking. Please get out of my room. I'll forget about that. I'll assume that never happened."

"You like me?"

Irene gasp. Don't know what to answer. Even the feeling he felt at this moment, honestly he was still confused. But he could not deny, there was a small feeling of happiness when Axelle expressed his feelings. As if he was expecting that to happen. And now, Axelle has confessed her feelings. Then what about her? Is that how fast he likes a guy who always pisses him off?

Irene shook her head. "I don't know." Only that answer is what he can give.

"Then, let's look at it and prove it. I want to know how you feel about me."

With just one step, Axelle was now close to Irene. He quickly grabbed Irene's nape, then gently clenched her sweet red lips.

Axelle mel *deep. Irene's slow hand thrust into her chest, she ignored. He just kept on picking it up. Trying to carry Irene in the cradle of passion that will take her flying.

And Axelle's efforts were not in vain. Unknowingly, Irene returned the kiss. As Axelle said, Irene was quick to learn new things.

I don't know what pushed Irene until she dared to return Axelle's soft touch. Even when Axelle started to lay him on the bed, he gave no resistance. That actually makes Axelle even more desire and forget themselves.

His hands, which had been silent, slowly began to wander. Gently sweep every curve of Irene's body. Making Irene jump indeterminately.

"Mmc ..." Irene's gentle whimper finally escaped. Makes Axelle more burning passion.

Now Axelle brings his fingers off one by one Irene shirt buttons. Along with the sweep of his lips that began to descend down the neck of that level. Axelle's forgetting herself. He was still doing the action when Irene's boss was open entirely. And leaving only a lacy cloth that wrapped his two assets.

Axelle is not an inexperienced man. In an instant he was able to get Irene swept away and lulled. Until Irene forgot her stance. Axelle's gentle touch took her as if flying into nirvana. Feel a million favors that you never imagined.

Until the night was getting late, the two human children were still struggling to bathe in sweat. Melt in one taste. Bring a million favors in reaching the peak of romance.

I don't know what happened until both of them were killed. Relationships that shouldn't happen, eventually happen. The pleasure that is presented increasingly blinds the mind. Even that error cannot be avoided.

TB