Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Whole Couple
"Darling, if it's okay tonight?" radit asked with his voice sounding increasingly heavy.
Khaira as a thoughtful person, he was only silent for a moment. Wondering whether she would give her husband the right or buy more time. True his feelings have changed, Radit has so far metamorphosed into a good man, caring, and showing his affection.
Does it really have to happen tonight? In a very beautiful city, one of the romantic cities in this world? City of Love is another nickname of this city.
Feeling and seeing that his wife did not react at last, Radit loosened his arms around Khaira's waist. The man chose to walk towards the bed, better to sleep and he would hold it for much longer. Radit promised that he would give Khaira as much time as she needed.
"Yes, I'm sleeping, baby. Tomorrow we're still walking again."
Khaira twisted her body, and one hand held Radit's hand which made the man stop his steps, then now turned his position with now he saw Khaira.
"Just sleep, baby, it's night. No papa...." His mouth said it was okay, but the look in his eyes still showed disappointment.
Still holding Radit's hand, Khaira approached, eroding the distance between them.
"Mas.." he said, lowering his head. His eyes did not dare to look at Radit.
Seeing Khaira's unpredictable facial expression, Radit finally squinted his eyes. "Why, hmm?"
Khaira shook her head, with her red face blushing.
Without saying much, Radit landed his lips on Khaira's lips. And one of his hands held Khaira's nape. The man kissed Khaira's honey-sweet lips, feeling her warmth. An intense and deep kiss. Radit just released it when both feel breathless and need oxygen intake.
Now Radit's fingers touch Khaira's right side. "Can tonight be?" tanya as one of her thumbs rubbed Khaira's lower lip.
Khaira just nodded. Radit smiled as his wife gave him the green light.
Radit kissed Khaira's lips again. Feel the lips are sweet, warm, and soft like cotton candy. Radit paused his kiss, one hand held the right side of Khaira's face, and looked at her gently. "I love you, Khaira. Truly.." a confession that made Khaira's heart rustle at once.
In one hand gesture, Radit carried Khaira towards the bed. Radit kissed the lips with all his heart. The intoxicating kiss that made Khaira dissolve in it.
His kiss went down to the neck level which made Khaira move restlessly to feel an experience that she had never felt before. The girl screeched slightly as she felt a squeeze in her chest area.
Slowly but surely, Radit took off one by one the clothes that covered themselves. Slowly he opened his eyes, observing the beautiful creation of God. Now his hands began to guerrillaly touch every inch on Khaira's skin. A gentle touch, but so intoxicating. The slow touch turned into a kiss that made Khaira move uneasily. The touch of the lips along the soft epidermal area makes Khaira moan to bite her inner lips.
Radit realizes that this is his first experience and also Khaira, then he just plays by his instincts and of course he tries to make Khaira comfortable. It is his instinct that makes him move slowly, after sensing that his wife is quite ready, Radit also tries to carry out activities to the next stage.
"I will do it slowly, dear." she said with her eyes clouded, while Khaira could only close her eyes without being able to avenge her husband's mischievous actions.
Radit tightened up, bringing the two together. In one failed trial, two failed trials, in the fifth trial only he managed to break through the curtain that encircled the heavenly cup of Khaira.
Pain and soreness spread throughout Khaira's body. Until the girl shed tears. Radit kissed his wife's face, and both hands clasped Khaira's hand tightly. "Hold ya baby, it hurts just for a little while. Hold my hand yeah, or you can bite my back." His hands fused as if giving strength to Khaira.
When he felt that his wife's body was relaxed, Radit pushed slowly, shook slowly, and the quiet room now heard the voices of the two.
"Yes..." She called her husband with short-sounding breath.
"Yes, sick?" ask her while one hand slips Khaira's hair. "In a moment, dear." accompanied by a slow asductive movement, but over time the speed increases.
They merge into one, without any barrier. Radit finished the night with a slick, satisfied, and steady course. First experience for both.
After the union of the two souls was completed, Radit kissed his wife's forehead again with great affection.
"Thank you, my dear, for accepting me completely and completely. I promise to keep myself strong. I love u so much Dear."
Then the man took his wife in his arms. There is nothing more they regret. The second relationship is getting up the class, the love has grown and blossomed in the hearts of both.
"Capek Mas's... Perih.." said Khaira while drowning her head in her husband's chest.
"First experience Dear, later if you do not hurt for a long time. It hurts once. Sorry yeah... Now go to sleep, let's get tired of it. Love U, Honey..."
***
The morning when the sun greets from behind a window curtain looking at the Champ de Mars with its famous icon the Eiffel Tower. Warm greeting solar stated not so felt because of the winter that occurred in the Blue Continent that time.
Khaira began to open her eyes slowly, she was so shocked by her sleeping condition on her husband's chest that she was only covered by a thick white blanket.
Scene after scene of her romance last night with her husband made her shake her head. She really did not expect, would actually have this kind of relationship with her husband.
"Honey's already up?" Say hello to Radit by giving morning kiss on his wife's forehead.
"Hmm, it's already Mas."
Khaira tried to hold the blanket on her body, she wanted to go to the bathroom because her body felt the need to be refreshed and the desire to urinate is not restrained anymore.
Just now Khaira was touching her feet on the floor, trying to stand up, but her legs were shaking. It felt like his body was swaying, staggering, as if his legs were unable to hold his body anymore.
"God..." Khaira screamed in pain.
Radit was quite perceptive, directly restraining Khaira's body. "Where are you? Hm."
"You go to Mas's bathroom, it's sticky."
Without warning, Radit immediately carried his wife into the bathroom. "All right, baby, let's take a bite."
"Eh, what do you mean?" asked Khaira who seemed to be long loading in her brain.
Radit casually fills the bath with warm water and a vanilla and lavender flavored bath bomb that feels provide relaxation for both. Waiting until the bomb froths.
Then Radit brought Khaira into the bath. "Save Honey, let it relax. I rubbed his back."
"Eh, not Mas... I can do it myself." Khaira said directly evasive.
But Radit is not his name if he is not able to use the opportunity in narrowness. Even if the opportunity is only 0.001%, it will still be used as well as possible by him.
As a result the bath that should have ended 15 minutes to more than 1 hour. Khaira came out of the bathroom precisely with her pouting face and her body that felt crumpled dim, especially in the waist, thighs, and legs.