When Love Teases
79. Starting, One Hundred Kisses
"I want to pee." Puput put on a sulking face while Rama still cupped his face. Peeking his forehead, then switch down and kiss his nose. If it is not stopped, there will be a longer business...
Rama was forced to stop his activities. Release the Escape who then walks hastily towards the bathroom. While scratching his non-itchy nape, he chuckled to himself. Just realized her hasty attitude wanted to touch. Forgetting that her maiden from now on was already hers, would be her bedmate.
Rama undressed, remaining in white wrapped his queen's belly. Choose to lie on your back on the bed with clean white sheets with a cushioned arm. Shown intimacy when it was accompanying Puput singing. Make her smile herself.
The sound of the bathroom door being opened, made Rama turn his head. Escape with long hair tied up. Showing a white neck.
"Aa, I used to take a shower. Just clean up make up first." There was a nervously struck look from the reflection of the mirror, Rama coming closer. Hugged him from behind. The activity of cleaning up the rest of the makeup on the face became unfounded when her husband rubbed his nose on the nape of his neck. Feels bristling.
"Mandi with ya?" Rama keeps his chin on the shoulder of the puput. Still hugging his stomach tightly. Staring at that intimacy from the reflection of glass. But Puput shook his head.
"But prayer is congregational?" Rama understood that Puput was still embarrassed. The hand that was coiled in the stomach, now went up. Caught two twin mountains that were palpably full and dense in the hand. Feels, the body of the Escape turned stiffened. With a face that has been cleaned, it looks red.
Puput changes position, turning the body into face. Because something that feels moving and hardened pierces the bo kongnya, making it uncomfortable and bristling.
"I'm an idol." Vapor Puput. Then stare a smile at the head of Rama who immediately drooped down as if a flower withered dryness.
"How long?" Jemari Rama plays pearl beads on the breast of Puput. Exactly a child who sulks when he runs out of toys he wants to buy.
"A day again." Puput held back a laugh as it was amused to see Rama's expression. Not expecting if in the office looks cool and full of authority. In front of him was now that handsome face. Sobbly.
"Monday means you can, right? Highlight that momentarily bounced back sparkling. Tilting the face accompanied by a naughty flick.
"Can what? Look ah want to take a shower at night." The puput dodged without waiting for Rama's reply. But his face was full of smiles. Understand where it will lead.
"Darling, I'm gonna fly to NY."
Rama's cheerful cries rang out all the way behind the bathroom door. Puput smears a smile. Irresistible fine fur on the nape and his arms bristled.
Puput prepared a short-sleeved cocoa shirt and sarong when Rama turned to enter the bathroom. In her husband's small suitcase there were not many clothes to change. I only sleep at the hotel last night.
Starting tonight, Puput will learn habits. White t-shirts and boxer pants have been stored side by side with cocoa clothes and sarongs. Rama said, the casual clothes as his nightgown, without wearing ce lana in. Cheeks meet. He was still awkward to hear the husband's explanation spoken by whispering and then biting his earlobe.
It was nervous to see Rama coming out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Because for the first time to see the innocent appearance of the husband. Field chest and flat stomach without clothes wrapped.
The pupils lowered their faces, hiding their cheeks while closing their eyes. Rama dropped the towel on the floor nearby. Wearing boxer shorts, sarongs, and cocoa clothes to prepare for prayer.
...***...
In a soft contest based on white sprai. A couple of brides sat leaning on the head of the bed. Rama summarizes the shoulders of the puput. Carrying the wife's head leaning against the chest. A moment without a word. Enjoying the silence where time continues to spread more and more night. Wearing long hair that gives off the fragrance of fresh strawberry aroma.
This intimate. The pupil could feel the caress of her husband's hand was loving. He closed his eyes enjoying the warmth of the chest, the comfort of hugs, listening to a fast beating heart and felt close to the ears. Same with his heartbeat.
"Darling, are you happy to marry me?" Rama repeated the top of the head of Puput. Because his wife's face sank in his chest. Just look nodding in return.
Rama turned to ask Puput to sleep on his thigh. So that he can clearly stare at the face of ayu with pink lips that tantalize.
"This is what it feels like to date after marriage. Calm down.there is no fear. A pleasure that cannot be described by words." Jemari Rama traces the surface of the face of Puput. Ends rubbing the chin a little round smooth and soft.
The pupil agreed. "Eh I almost forgot the name. That's really...we don't have to re-advise to be recognized by the state?" he looked up a little while enjoying the gentle rubbing of Rama's hand which now turned on his cheek.
"Yes. When I told Enin that you agreed to marry, Enin immediately the MUI chairman's context asked to be a witness. He said it was Enin's friend. Alhamdulillah. He had a lecture schedule. It was set back clock by Enin." Rama chuckles to remember he and Cia tempting the grandmother to just marry the MUI chairman who had the status of a divorced widow died. Even got a pelotototting response.
"And he made it clear if we don't need a re-marital agreement. Just complete the file immediately." Rama's hand switched to unbuttoning the puput pajamas. Which seems unconscious because the wife focuses on staring at him and listening to his explanation.
"I told people to take care of everything. Tomorrow there's gonna be people going to your house taking the terms and we're being photographed." The third button has been removed. Making Rama swallow to see the beauty of the scenery that is clearly plastered without obstructions. Because it turns out that Puput does not wear b r a.
"Before I left for NY, we already had a wedding book." Rama's hoarse voice was heavy when all the buttons were removed and showed an infinite view from the chest to a flat stomach that was pure white.
The puput only realized it when the palm of Rama's hand was above his navel. Wanted to close the clothes, but Rama prevented it.
"I'm good at seeing it." Rama's lips spoke firmly. But the foggy eyes of passion.
"But I'm shy--" Frog closes his puffed up and defiant chest with both palms. Do not ask the cheeks are flushed like tomatoes. He quickly tilted his body towards Rama's stomach. Accidentally his lips kissed a hard mound as if it were a rock.
"You've been teasing me, baby." Rama's eyes closed withstanding the urge of orgasm that wants to continue and be completed.
Making Rama hooked and moved the position of confinement above the body of Puput. He had gotten a sensitive point that also awakened his maleness gaorah. Turning his thumb rubbed the wet ranum lips former lick of the tongue.
"Because, you better not...." Puput. "Let's wait for Monday." look in the eyes begging. He was worried that Rama could not control himself. He quickly buttoned up the open shirt again.
"OKAY. I'd like to take a shit...." Rama with a heavy heart. He kissed the forehead. Although the position is confined but the hands rest on both sides of the shoulders. Be protective and comfortable.
"Dear, tell me you love me." Rama kissed the right cheek.
"I said it through the song. Is Aa still hesitating?" Highlight the eyes My mouth with both hands clutching the sheets, holding the strange gelenyar that penetrates the bloodstream.
"Tell me again, please!" Rama turned to kiss the left cheek. Prohibit puput closing eyes. So that the black netra that reflects the contents of the heart, interlocked and locked.
"I fell in love with a young man who was determined to win the heart of the whole family." The pupil sags as the left earlobe is slowly frowned upon and blown away.
"Logic wants to reject all your charms. Because I feel like I'm not worth it to you. But the heart is at odds. Welcoming and giving hope. I fell in love with you without being prevented. You are my first love, hmmp.."******* escaped his lips when his neck was sucked strong. Causes a sensation of taste that is difficult to describe with words.
"I don't like the second sentence. Don't ever say that again!" Rama summarizes the face of Puput with a protest highlight. "God bestows a sense of worth between us. I loved you first. I'm crazy about you, Neng." Bitten by the chin that makes him anxious.
Her gaze I stared at her teasing lips. "Am I also the first person to enjoy these lips?" the first kiss landed. Don't want to rush into an ambush. We want to enjoy each other every touch.
Puput. Her hands rubbed the black dots on her husband's face. "Everyone." Shy smiles adorn the faces that meet in the dim light of sleeping lights.
Rama smiled widely. His happiness cannot be explained by words. "Thank you, baby. I can't wait for Monday." He fell down and put his face on his wife's chest. Which actually causes an amused sensation and makes the body of the puput stiffen.
Even though it is impossible to unite the body to share sweat, Rama does not want the night to pass. He looked up again and cupped his wife's face. "Honey, let's make a moment, one hundred kisses, before I fly to NY."
The puput raised an eyebrow. Demand more explanation.
"I want to create a romantic moment to remember when we're far away. Every kiss of your lips count! Here's an example." Rama put on a lip. At first, switch me swishing, then me magut without taking off. He realized that Puput still rigidly welcomed him.
The pupus releases with the breath up and down. As long as Rama put his lips together, he held his breath. So that the oxygen supply runs out.
Rama put on a smile. Funny and anxious looking at the expression of the Escape between embarrassment and nervousness. "Want another test? Or start counting?"
"Start counting ah. It's late tonight. Sleepy." Puput. Though she was helpless with all the sensations arising by every touch of her husband.
"OKAY. Let's do it. Relax, honey. Enjoyment..." Rama started again gently. Guiding the still rigid Puput compensates for it. It was only after three breaths that the wife began to relax. So that it can further deepen the kiss that gives the effect of heat tempestuous.
...***...
"16 times but I think more. I can't focus, it feels like I'm floating. And my lips taste jontor." Report the Escape while feeling his thickened lower lip. Behind the blanket that wrapped the two sleeping were hugging due to the cold air.
Rama chuckles. He tilted the body so that the puput more comfortable slipping the face on his chest. Now we're sleeping. Tomorrow morning kiss." A friendly kiss landed on his wife's forehead. He must be patient to keep the desire to be completed.
"A---"
"Hm."
"He should know my bad habits. My sleep likes ileran. So don't sleep here!" The stomach will stretch the body. But Rama, who had closed his eyes, held him back. Severe not because of drowsiness but to relieve the burning passion.
"You know it."
"Huh?" The stomach looked up in disbelief.
Rama opened his eyes. Peeping lips gaping. Closing with surprise.
"I didn't want to get married to you quickly. I've found out all about you, your habits." Rama tidied the strayed hair covering next to the cheek of the Puput. "I love everything that's on you. So if you want to make an island in my clothes, monggo bae, Neng. With pleasure." his chuckle teased that embarrassed-looking face.
"Island? That is Ami's language. Wow this is definitely a leak from Ami huh?" The look of the Soup narrowed probing. But Rama only answered with a nimble while looking at his nose.
"Ah, I'm going to stay here aha shy...." His back is Rama. Switch hugging bolsters. Where can sleep if his mind is not calm thinking of his iler falling wet the white T-shirt Rama.
"Eh-eh.sin you sleep on your back to the husband." Rama reversed the position of the puput so that it faced him. Throwing away the roll that his wife hugged was just any direction. Switch tightly to the soft fragrant body. "Don't be ashamed of the light. Don't worry about making an island. I like you for who you are." The peaking of the top of the head of the wife as the end of the conversation tonight.
