He's sorry?
For what?
Laying on the bed my mind keeps thinking about him. He left my find in the fog. Why is he sorry? Did something happen last time? Did he do something wrong? If I think maybe he's sorry for last night or for now? Hmm.. he's a sensitive person after all.
"He's sorry for not giving me what I want.." Ahh.. he told me to rest but seriously how can I when my body and mind are so jumpy. I'm just so happy with him. What more do I want? Picking up the phone which he gave me I sent him a message and started waiting for a reply.
'What are you doing?' Two minutes later his reply came.
"Thinking, how I'm going to love you tonight." My legs start feeling weak immediately. The heat again started coming down on my legs. Late-night moan running in my thoughts.
'You're alone?'
'No, but..'
'Aren't you sleeping?' He sent a message again before I replied.
'No.'
'Mrs. Ronald takes a nap then..' Then… what?
'Then?'
'Stop thinking of me in bed. Told you I want to show you something.'
After his message, I went to sleep to rest. He came and woke me up. For lunch, he made pasta for the first time for me with the help of Krystal. It's the first time he made something and that's for me. It was a good try but I rewarded him with a kiss. The weather changed again when the evening came. We walked barefoot on the wet sand. Hands in hands we're walking on water and Turing my face I'm enjoying the footprints on the sand. We're together and here are the official marks.
"Tell me when you become so rich." Ahh.. the look he gave me was so cute. His messy hair flew in the wind. No wonder he stole my heart.
"After coming here Mom started her small business but in a month she found some big investors. In six months we reached the top class of business heads." Does he never know where the cash comes from?
"What about you? I mean you choose this life and forget your real life. Once upon a time, you wanted to become a.."
"Businessmen who rule in the business world." His grip was tight in my hand. Every time he talks about himself I feel hate towards himself. Why? He doesn't want to be here. Our past never wants us to live in peace. Don't know when it's going to fade away from our lives.
"You don't want this life? Then why? It's because of me right? Nothing would be changed." He stopped and took my face in his hands.
"You're here, that's important for me. My world starts and ends with you. Ask me and from my heart how happy I am. It's because of you, my wife." A simple kiss and my cheeks burst with heat.
"But I'm scared."
"From?"
"If your mom hears about.."
"Stop thinking."
"But our contract is also going to end soon." His warm eyes changed dark. Whenever it happens my heart starts beating. His hands dropped.
"Let's go inside, it's going to rain." What happened suddenly? He dragged me inside and left me alone. What's going on?
He never came back after our little conversation. He skipped dinner. Without him how I'm going to eat so I came inside my room and locked it. Something is not good. Maybe he's worried about the contract. He's worried about if the contract ends then our sex life...
Wait!
He's going to be sex with Jenna? His nights, his moments after me all for Jenna? No... Right now he's mine. Our lives here would be happier if we understood each other's needs.
"No I'm his wife now then there's nothing stopping our sex life. Then?" Laying in bed I close my eyes for some relief and calmness and like that when I fall asleep I won't know until I hear a knock on my door. It's Ronald who keeps calling me from outside.
"Ronald?"
"Why did you lock the door? Open it. It's frustrating staying away from you." Opening the door I found him shirtless and full of sweat. Where was he? The frustration he's telling me running on his face.
"Sorry, it's Jim. I'm hungry. Can you warm up the food? I'll join you in five minutes." He was gone but what was that? The tone is neither cold nor warm. Strange. He came in exactly five minutes in the kitchen. I did what he said before.
"Don't ever stop eating." Okay...He serves food to me when I take a seat with him. Well he's angry with my skipping food.
"I'm sorry if I said something wrong before." He started eating. Maybe my effort makes him open up a little bit.
"Why do you think so?"
"I thought.."
"Told you to stop using your brain. It hurts because.." His words die like he's struggling with words. His hand grabbed my hand. He's shaking?
"If I did something wrong to you, just forgive me."
"Hey!" Why does he keep feeling sorry? What's going on?
"Promise me." Sitting in his lap my arms went around his neck. I know something is coming up and his heart knows also. He wants to protect me.
"You're never going to hurt me. Whenever it happens I forgive you. Promise." My lips touch his skin which is still cold after a bath. He smelled like me. He used my body wash. Hmm...
"Don't worry." Again I gave him a simple kiss. At least our closeness may make him happy.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you before with my actions." Something is bothering him. He told me to stop using my brain but right now his brain is running like collecting thoughts.
"Well, I already made a promise so you're forgiven." After I fed him and he fed me I tried to make him smile and he did. With light conversation, we share our beautiful and memorable memories.
"So you change my mood totally but what about you.?" His fingertips slowly circle my neck from behind.
"Want me to do something?"
"Hold me tonight." He twitched his lips. Ah... think beyond naughty.
"This is the best I can do." He takes me to the bedroom and holds me against him. He told me about his past life. But I feel his emotion towards me tonight. His kisses were so powerful and full of passion.
"Ronald, can I ask you one thing?"
"Sure."
"When did you change your number?" His warm hand took care of my left boob. Before going to bed we take off our clothes because he wants me closer.
"Why?"
"I thought you still had your old number or phone." Now his hand travels down until it stops on my pussy. With narrow eyes, I saw him looking down at where his hand was working.
"Don't know, maybe mom still has my phone or after coming here she throws all the old stuff in one room. Don't know." He shrugged. My eyes rolled behind when his finger entered my pussy. Both legs come together to stop his hand on it.
"What about you?" My teeth but my lips are hard when another finger enters inside me. With thumbs, he rolled my folds. On the other hand, warm lips keep sucking my ear.
"Ronald.."
"Yes, baby." His wet tongue runs on my naked arm and stops when he reaches my neck. My heart makes me naughty. He knows his way to turn me into him. Right now he's playing with me and my body is growing in lust. He's the one who stops it.
"Can you..?"
"What?" His fingers keep coming out and then going inside. Now it's spread automatically for more.
"I want you."
"You have me." His manhood pinning me in my place. I want him badly.
"I mean.." My words died when my third finger entered. Breathing touched my ear. My cells awake again. He bit my lip hard when my hand reached and grabbed his manhood.
"Say."
"I want... your cock."
"That's it, Mrs. Ronald."