THE BRONDONG SECRET
42. THE BRONDONG SECRET
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LOVELY POV
We sat side by side
on the side of the bed. Suddenly I felt an overwhelming desire for
my parents. These few months I can no longer see them, even
no longer able to hear his voice. How do I get rid of this miss? Sometimes
it feels chest tight. “Ken, I miss your father.” I said.
“Tomorrow us to the tomb
they are yes.. don't be sad.” Kenan rubbed my back with his hands
widths.
“Kenan, you will not
leave me, right?” I feel very worried. To me, I'm not a figure
perfect who can nail Kenan to stay where he is. I'm a lot
shortcomings. I'm even older than Kenan.
“Who would like
ninggalin you? We'll be together, aging
together, and spend time together for a very long time.” I
open my eyes to hear the words that make my heart happy.
“I'm scared, you're gone
from me. You are still very young, Ken.”
“Life is limited
numbers, baby. That means nothing to me.”
“But I'm a lot
the drawback, Kenan.”
“Hush.. never.
saying so. You are the one that I
love's. You are amazing just the way you are. Don't be someone else. I
like you for what it is.”
I don't know who
starting off, I had unknowingly been in the lap of Kenan sitting on the edge
bed. Our lips were intertwined and my hand was already tied around his neck. Temporal
both of Kenan's hands tightly hugged my waist.
Our breaths are both
hunting with a slowly rising body temperature. My head is getting dizzy I feel
because of our tongue link. This is how it feels. Worth a lot of people
addictions. How yes, cannot be described.
Slowly Kenan
end our tongue link. I actually feel a little disappointed and
bereft. However, it was soon replaced because it felt the touch of Kenan's hand in the
my thighs were open because of my position sitting straddled in his lap.
The fine hairs on the surface of my skin suddenly received a touch
Canaanite.
He smiles. Outlooks
his eyes locked me so I couldn't take my eyes off. His thick lips
the sexy ones look moist and flushed because of our activity earlier. Kenan's Lips
light-colored, pink meet because he never smoked. Look at her lips
the one full of it, tempts me to pull it again closer to me. I'm like
a person who is always thirsty and wants to be satisfied with his lips.
Don't ask for work anymore
my heart. It beats faster and drains heat throughout the body.
Plus the feeling of wanting to explode. My stomach feels heartburn, either because of the effects
abdominal pain or because there are butterflies flying. I can't
this is a new feeling I'm experiencing. Even more bizarre, in
under my stomach, something in there twitches. Maybe the effect of my stomach is heartburn
this yes. But this time I felt it.
Soft Kenan hands
tracing my open thighs. While his eyes did not look at me
tackily. Immediately I held this chest with both hands, afraid that
suddenly, the heart jumped out.
Kenan's right hand
I held my hand that was on my chest. “Why is it held, dear?”
jump.” I said grimacingly.
Kenan chuckles and
put his right hand on my thigh. To reduce my nervousness, I
he retraced his chest and formed abstract patterns. Then I started
write something there.
M I N E's. Four letters
I wrote it on the chest of Kenan's field that felt hard. Of course this is a result
from the routine exercise he has done so far.
“I’m yours.” He said in a hoarse voice.
“Tadi mami said what?
You look serious chatting with mami.” Further again. The more days I
feeling that Kenan is no longer in the mood to talk to me. The more they say
to me. There is also more curiosity about me.
“Urusan women.”
“I can't know?”
Ask again with a curious face.
I shook
head with a thin smile.
He kept silent
his activity moved to caress my thighs.
A little trembling, I
start writing magic words.
I L O V E Y O U. Three words I wrote on his chest. Then he stopped
movement of his hands on my thighs.
“Can be repeated, dear?”
I shook
head, tracing his neck with my finger and peeling off the tip of his chin
slightly overgrown with fine fur. Then I stood up from his lap.
“Do not flirt
run away dong, dear.” Said later. He caught my wrist and
put me back in his lap. But this time in a sloping position, so
the right side of my body is in front of him.
“Responsibility dong.
What did you write about? Can you say it, babe?”
My face is heating up
hearing question. I wrote those three magic words back
his chest, without intending to say it.
He smiled at me, though,
“I love you more, babe.” Her speech. Then
a brief kiss landed on my forehead.
“Looks like I want to
exit briefly In.” I looked at him in wonder. What was my confession of love
bother him? Does he not like my confession? Or did I do something wrong?
“Why?” much
with a disappointed tone that I cannot cover.
“Not able to me
long time here. I think I want to pounce on you right now.” I wonder
with answers.
What the hell does that mean?
“I can't resist
again, dear. Better I go out for a while, calm down.”
Holding what the hell does that mean? Calm down why? Make me confused
aja.
“What do you mean Ken?
You sick?”
“Not baby, I
want ena-ena with you.” His fingers were touching my forehead a little hard. “Makanya
don't tease me, baby.”
Wonderful, who teases first who tries? Does he not realize, from
it was tempting me all out, making the heart of a virgin child want to jump out. Uh,
virgin, I'm still a virgin, right?
