Chapter 54: 54
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[WARNING: Intense make out scene and vülgar words ahead that are not suitable for children or someone who has an innocent mind.]
Aisha's heart is beating. The kiss was so sweet that she could feel the butterflies in her stomach, no matter how illogical that is to her. But that's what she feels right in this moment. Aeron's care and affection to her melts her into a puddle of goo.
She didn't know when and how, but she suddenly found herself lying in the soft mattress and Aeron was on top of her, his forearms are supporting his weight so as to not crush Aisha with his gigantic frame.
Aeron... Aisha's eyes watered behind the close eyelids, her arms found its way around Aeron's neck and pulls him closer to her, deepening their kiss.
Aeron groans into her mouth, he could feel the softness of her breasts inside of the shirt she is wearing. Completely losing himself to his lüst, their soft and unhurried kiss turns rough, with lots of biting and sucking.
Aisha noticed his change but instead of pushing him, she felt challenged as she fought back with the same intensity as him. One hand manage to grip his soft hair, and since they just showered and slept right after it, their hair is still a bit damp.
While Aeron's hands are roaming in every curves and nooks of her body, feeling her, loving her, worshipping her.
Aisha's eyes opened as she moans into Aeron's mouth. His hand is currently on her vulva, tracing her lips. He is only feeling her outside of his boxers but the thin material didn't help to stop the overwhelming tingles and lüst she was feeling.
Slightly out of breath, Aisha tugged on Aeron's hair. He groans, as if he didn't want to part with her lips, but he still relented and the kiss turns into small quick kisses until he was only nimbling her lower lips. Not once did his hand stop pleasuring her lower region outside of the boxer.
Both of them are panting as they tried to catch their breath, Aisha's hands pushes him lightly. "Aeron!" She moans as he pushes one finger into her opening, still outside of the boxer.
Aeron lifted his gaze, and he was mesmerized at her beauty.
Her face flushed, even her neck is red, her beautiful violet eyes are teary, her lips swollen, as she stared into his darken blue eyes while panting heavily.
So beautiful.
So seductive.
And so mine.
"You're so beautiful," Aeron's voice is thick with his emotions, clearing his throat he continues, "You're so beautiful that it hurts..."
Aisha was slightly confused at his words. She already knows how her beauty alone can kill thousands of men but... why is he hurting? Aisha was about to ask but soon finds out why.
Aeron had pressed himself into Aisha's. Her eyes widen as she feels his hard and big member restraining in his boxer.
"I can't stop myself anymore," Aeron whispered, his head lowering at the side of her neck, raining kisses as his skillful fingers unbutton his shirt. "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop."
Aisha was silent, but her heart is howling, did he really just tell me to tell him to stop? Even if I want him to stop, I can't! Not when his hand slips inside of the boxer, and his bare fingers pleasuring the flesh in her vulva.
Amidst in their make out, they had push the tray off of the bed and create a piercing breaking sound but neither the two of them pay attention to it. Aeron had managed to unbutton his shirt, his lips lingering in her collar bone, licking, sucking, and biting. Leaving kiss marks all over it. When he's satisfied, his next stop is her ample breasts, begging to be released in her black laced bra.
Cràp, she's so addicting, Aeron cursed in his mind, breathing in her natural scent, making his mind more muddled than it already is. She's like a kind of drug, and he didn't mind being submitted to her addicting self.
Unhooking her brassiere, he immediately attacked her erect nipple.
"Aeron!" Aisha shouted as she closed her eyes, her back arching as if she's offering more to him.
Aeron was sucking her right breast as if he was a baby craving for his mother's milk, his hand gripping and massaging her left breast with so much vigor that it's starting to hurt a bit, while his other hand never stop pleasuring her, rubbing and pinching her clitoris.
Her abdomen tightens, her mind blank, she let go of him and grip the soft comforter in her hands. Choking on her emotions, Aisha can't stop herself from moaning. There is something inside of her that wants to be release.
Aeron knew that Aisha was close so he increased his pace, roughly rubbing her clitoris as he sucks harder on her nipple while the other one was almost crushed by his hand.
After a full minute, Aisha came as her body convulse. "Aeron!" Aisha moan his name loudly, so hot and erotic in his ears.
Lifting his gaze, Aeron stare into Aisha's violet orbs. He remove his hand out of the boxer, his fingers glisten with Aisha's cüm. Aisha stared back to him, eyes widening as Aeron licks her juices in his fingers. He looks so hot, so sexy and erotic while doing that.
"Sweet." Aeron smirk down on her. He leans down and hug Aisha's trembling body, he bit her earlobe and whispers, "I want to taste you, feel you, I want to worship your sinful body. Will you let me, Aisha?"
Aisha's trembling body stiffened. It's not like she didn't want to do it with Aeron. She now knows she love him and she's willing to make love with him but... she's scared. She didn't have any experience with this. What if she... didn't make him feel satisfied? Aisha hated how insecure she is, it was a new part of herself that she discovered, and her insecurities are always connected with him.
Aeron feels her hesitating and let out a breath of sigh. He lifted himself up and smiled gently in Aisha's face. His hand carress her cheeks as he muttered a soft "It's fine", he get up and sat beside her head. His hand, free of her cüm and saliva, ran his fingers through her tangled hair in a comforting manner.
It's okay, although he is a bit disappointed but he understand. In fact, he is grateful. He didn't want to do it with her, only for Aisha to regret it in the next morning.
Seeing his dejected but understanding look, Aisha gritted her teeth. Fvck this! She quickly get up and sit on Aeron's lap, she is strangling his waist as she kissed him intensely. Aeron was confused but he still kissed her back, his arms encircling her small waist. After awhile, she break off their kiss.
"I want to..." She trails off, her face flushed. Gripping his shoulder, she firm herself and stare into Aeron's hypnotizing blue eyes. "I want you."
Aeron's eyes lit up, his chest tightening as his heart beat so fast and loudly that he is afraid that Aisha might hear how much her simple words affected him.
And suddenly, there is a sudden ringing of phone, disturbing their precious moment. It was Aisha's but it wasn't her usual screaming ringtone, it is a soft melodious sound of a violin, one which she designed for the few closest people around her.
Aisha wanted to ignore it, but she was worried that it may be something important. Throwing an apologetic glance at Aeron, she reached her bag in the small drawer beside the bed.
The ringing stops and she still can't find her phone. Opening her bag widely, she lifted it upside down and all her things fell from the bag.
Finally, she found her phone, but beside of the phone is the engagement ring Freohr had given her. She froze in Aeron's lap. Obviously, Aeron also noticed it as his hands in Aisha's waist tightens, his body stiffening.
Both of them are in silent, the fire in their body has been long gone, as if a cold water are poured into them, waking them up to reality.
"Aisha," Aeron called after awhile. "Break off your engagement with him."
Aisha whipped her head to look at him, her eyes slightly widen before lowering her gaze. Her engagement with Freohr is nothing but an arrangement arranged by their parents, it was a hopeless case from the start, but she didn't expect for Freohr to develop his feelings towards her.
Clearing his throat, Aeron pulls Aisha closer to him. He nezzled his head in Aisha's neck.
"Can you do that for me? Can you break off your engagement with him? I'll do everything in my power to make you happy, to help you in any ways and to give you all the love and care you deserve."
"Aeron, I---'
"You are mine, I am yours."
Very simple vows, gentle yet overbearing.
Aisha almost choke on her emotions. She didn't know what she did to deserve a man like him. He is hers, just as she is his. She hope that once all of these are over, she will get back at him and return all the love he gave her.
"Aeron, there's something I want to tell you." Aisha whispers, barely audible. "I---"
Both of them are immersed with each other, that they didn't notice that the phone is ringing again, and turn into a voicemail. Soon, Freohr's voice was heard.
"Aisha, sweetheart, I'm going to Country A tomorrow."
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[WARNING: Intense make out scene and vülgar words ahead that are not suitable for children or someone who has an innocent mind.]
Aisha's heart is beating. The kiss was so sweet that she could feel the butterflies in her stomach, no matter how illogical that is to her. But that's what she feels right in this moment. Aeron's care and affection to her melts her into a puddle of goo.
She didn't know when and how, but she suddenly found herself lying in the soft mattress and Aeron was on top of her, his forearms are supporting his weight so as to not crush Aisha with his gigantic frame.
Aeron... Aisha's eyes watered behind the close eyelids, her arms found its way around Aeron's neck and pulls him closer to her, deepening their kiss.
Aeron groans into her mouth, he could feel the softness of her breasts inside of the shirt she is wearing. Completely losing himself to his lüst, their soft and unhurried kiss turns rough, with lots of biting and sucking.
Aisha noticed his change but instead of pushing him, she felt challenged as she fought back with the same intensity as him. One hand manage to grip his soft hair, and since they just showered and slept right after it, their hair is still a bit damp.
While Aeron's hands are roaming in every curves and nooks of her body, feeling her, loving her, worshipping her.
Aisha's eyes opened as she moans into Aeron's mouth. His hand is currently on her vulva, tracing her lips. He is only feeling her outside of his boxers but the thin material didn't help to stop the overwhelming tingles and lüst she was feeling.
Slightly out of breath, Aisha tugged on Aeron's hair. He groans, as if he didn't want to part with her lips, but he still relented and the kiss turns into small quick kisses until he was only nimbling her lower lips. Not once did his hand stop pleasuring her lower region outside of the boxer.
Both of them are panting as they tried to catch their breath, Aisha's hands pushes him lightly. "Aeron!" She moans as he pushes one finger into her opening, still outside of the boxer.
Aeron lifted his gaze, and he was mesmerized at her beauty.
Her face flushed, even her neck is red, her beautiful violet eyes are teary, her lips swollen, as she stared into his darken blue eyes while panting heavily.
So beautiful.
So seductive.
And so mine.
"You're so beautiful," Aeron's voice is thick with his emotions, clearing his throat he continues, "You're so beautiful that it hurts..."
Aisha was slightly confused at his words. She already knows how her beauty alone can kill thousands of men but... why is he hurting? Aisha was about to ask but soon finds out why.
Aeron had pressed himself into Aisha's. Her eyes widen as she feels his hard and big member restraining in his boxer.
"I can't stop myself anymore," Aeron whispered, his head lowering at the side of her neck, raining kisses as his skillful fingers unbutton his shirt. "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop."
Aisha was silent, but her heart is howling, did he really just tell me to tell him to stop? Even if I want him to stop, I can't! Not when his hand slips inside of the boxer, and his bare fingers pleasuring the flesh in her vulva.
Amidst in their make out, they had push the tray off of the bed and create a piercing breaking sound but neither the two of them pay attention to it. Aeron had managed to unbutton his shirt, his lips lingering in her collar bone, licking, sucking, and biting. Leaving kiss marks all over it. When he's satisfied, his next stop is her ample breasts, begging to be released in her black laced bra.
Cràp, she's so addicting, Aeron cursed in his mind, breathing in her natural scent, making his mind more muddled than it already is. She's like a kind of drug, and he didn't mind being submitted to her addicting self.
Unhooking her brassiere, he immediately attacked her erect nipple.
"Aeron!" Aisha shouted as she closed her eyes, her back arching as if she's offering more to him.
Aeron was sucking her right breast as if he was a baby craving for his mother's milk, his hand gripping and massaging her left breast with so much vigor that it's starting to hurt a bit, while his other hand never stop pleasuring her, rubbing and pinching her clitoris.
Her abdomen tightens, her mind blank, she let go of him and grip the soft comforter in her hands. Choking on her emotions, Aisha can't stop herself from moaning. There is something inside of her that wants to be release.
Aeron knew that Aisha was close so he increased his pace, roughly rubbing her clitoris as he sucks harder on her nipple while the other one was almost crushed by his hand.
After a full minute, Aisha came as her body convulse. "Aeron!" Aisha moan his name loudly, so hot and erotic in his ears.
Lifting his gaze, Aeron stare into Aisha's violet orbs. He remove his hand out of the boxer, his fingers glisten with Aisha's cüm. Aisha stared back to him, eyes widening as Aeron licks her juices in his fingers. He looks so hot, so sexy and erotic while doing that.
"Sweet." Aeron smirk down on her. He leans down and hug Aisha's trembling body, he bit her earlobe and whispers, "I want to taste you, feel you, I want to worship your sinful body. Will you let me, Aisha?"
Aisha's trembling body stiffened. It's not like she didn't want to do it with Aeron. She now knows she love him and she's willing to make love with him but... she's scared. She didn't have any experience with this. What if she... didn't make him feel satisfied? Aisha hated how insecure she is, it was a new part of herself that she discovered, and her insecurities are always connected with him.
Aeron feels her hesitating and let out a breath of sigh. He lifted himself up and smiled gently in Aisha's face. His hand carress her cheeks as he muttered a soft "It's fine", he get up and sat beside her head. His hand, free of her cüm and saliva, ran his fingers through her tangled hair in a comforting manner.
It's okay, although he is a bit disappointed but he understand. In fact, he is grateful. He didn't want to do it with her, only for Aisha to regret it in the next morning.
Seeing his dejected but understanding look, Aisha gritted her teeth. Fvck this! She quickly get up and sit on Aeron's lap, she is strangling his waist as she kissed him intensely. Aeron was confused but he still kissed her back, his arms encircling her small waist. After awhile, she break off their kiss.
"I want to..." She trails off, her face flushed. Gripping his shoulder, she firm herself and stare into Aeron's hypnotizing blue eyes. "I want you."
Aeron's eyes lit up, his chest tightening as his heart beat so fast and loudly that he is afraid that Aisha might hear how much her simple words affected him.
And suddenly, there is a sudden ringing of phone, disturbing their precious moment. It was Aisha's but it wasn't her usual screaming ringtone, it is a soft melodious sound of a violin, one which she designed for the few closest people around her.
Aisha wanted to ignore it, but she was worried that it may be something important. Throwing an apologetic glance at Aeron, she reached her bag in the small drawer beside the bed.
The ringing stops and she still can't find her phone. Opening her bag widely, she lifted it upside down and all her things fell from the bag.
Finally, she found her phone, but beside of the phone is the engagement ring Freohr had given her. She froze in Aeron's lap. Obviously, Aeron also noticed it as his hands in Aisha's waist tightens, his body stiffening.
Both of them are in silent, the fire in their body has been long gone, as if a cold water are poured into them, waking them up to reality.
"Aisha," Aeron called after awhile. "Break off your engagement with him."
Aisha whipped her head to look at him, her eyes slightly widen before lowering her gaze. Her engagement with Freohr is nothing but an arrangement arranged by their parents, it was a hopeless case from the start, but she didn't expect for Freohr to develop his feelings towards her.
Clearing his throat, Aeron pulls Aisha closer to him. He nezzled his head in Aisha's neck.
"Can you do that for me? Can you break off your engagement with him? I'll do everything in my power to make you happy, to help you in any ways and to give you all the love and care you deserve."
"Aeron, I---'
"You are mine, I am yours."
Very simple vows, gentle yet overbearing.
Aisha almost choke on her emotions. She didn't know what she did to deserve a man like him. He is hers, just as she is his. She hope that once all of these are over, she will get back at him and return all the love he gave her.
"Aeron, there's something I want to tell you." Aisha whispers, barely audible. "I---"
Both of them are immersed with each other, that they didn't notice that the phone is ringing again, and turn into a voicemail. Soon, Freohr's voice was heard.
"Aisha, sweetheart, I'm going to Country A tomorrow."
WARNING: Intense make out scene and vlgar words ahead that are not suitable for children or someone who has an innocent mind. Aisha's heart is beating. The kiss was so sweet that she could feel the butterflies in her stomach, no matter how illogical that is to her. But that's what she feels right in this moment. Aeron's care and affection to her melts her into a puddle of goo. She didn't know when and how, but she suddenly found herself lying in the soft mattress and Aeron was on top of her, his forearms are supporting his weight so as to not crush Aisha with his gigantic frame. Aeron... Aisha's eyes watered behind the close eyelids, her arms found its way around Aeron's neck and pulls him closer to her, deepening their kiss. Aeron groans into her mouth, he could feel the softness of her breasts inside of the shirt she is wearing. Completely losing himself to his lst, their soft and unhurried kiss turns rough, with lots of biting and sucking. Aisha noticed his change but instead of pushing him, she felt challenged as she fought back with the same intensity as him. One hand manage to grip his soft hair, and since they just showered and slept right after it, their hair is still a bit damp. While Aeron's hands are roaming in every curves and nooks of her body, feeling her, loving her, worshipping her. Aisha's eyes opened as she moans into Aeron's mouth. His hand is currently on her vulva, tracing her lips. He is only feeling her outside of his boxers but the thin material didn't help to stop the overwhelming tingles and lst she was feeling. Slightly out of breath, Aisha tugged on Aeron's hair. He groans, as if he didn't want to part with her lips, but he still relented and the kiss turns into small quick kisses until he was only nimbling her lower lips. Not once did his hand stop pleasuring her lower region outside of the boxer. Both of them are panting as they tried to catch their breath, Aisha's hands pushes him lightly. "Aeron!" She moans as he pushes one finger into her opening, still outside of the boxer. Aeron lifted his gaze, and he was mesmerized at her beauty. Her face flushed, even her neck is red, her beautiful violet eyes are teary, her lips swollen, as she stared into his darken blue eyes while panting heavily. So beautiful. So seductive. And so mine. "You're so beautiful," Aeron's voice is thick with his emotions, clearing his throat he continues, "You're so beautiful that it hurts..." Aisha was slightly confused at his words. She already knows how her beauty alone can kill thousands of men but... why is he hurting? Aisha was about to ask but soon finds out why. Aeron had pressed himself into Aisha's. Her eyes widen as she feels his hard and big member restraining in his boxer. "I can't stop myself anymore," Aeron whispered, his head lowering at the side of her neck, raining kisses as his skillful fingers unbutton his shirt. "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop." Aisha was silent, but her heart is howling, did he really just tell me to tell him to stop? Even if I want him to stop, I can't! Not when his hand slips inside of the boxer, and his bare fingers pleasuring the flesh in her vulva. Amidst in their make out, they had push the tray off of the bed and create a piercing breaking sound but neither the two of them pay attention to it. Aeron had managed to unbutton his shirt, his lips lingering in her collar bone, licking, sucking, and biting. Leaving kiss marks all over it. When he's satisfied, his next stop is her ample breasts, begging to be released in her black laced bra. Crp, she's so addicting, Aeron cursed in his mind, breathing in her natural scent, making his mind more muddled than it already is. She's like a kind of drug, and he didn't mind being submitted to her addicting self. Unhooking her brassiere, he immediately attacked her erect nipple. "Aeron!" Aisha shouted as she closed her eyes, her back arching as if she's offering more to him. Aeron was sucking her right breast as if he was a baby craving for his mother's milk, his hand gripping and massaging her left breast with so much vigor that it's starting to hurt a bit, while his other hand never stop pleasuring her, rubbing and pinching her clitoris. Her abdomen tightens, her mind blank, she let go of him and grip the soft comforter in her hands. Choking on her emotions, Aisha can't stop herself from moaning. There is something inside of her that wants to be release. Aeron knew that Aisha was close so he increased his pace, roughly rubbing her clitoris as he sucks harder on her nipple while the other one was almost crushed by his hand. After a full minute, Aisha came as her body convulse. "Aeron!" Aisha moan his name loudly, so hot and erotic in his ears. Lifting his gaze, Aeron stare into Aisha's violet orbs. He remove his hand out of the boxer, his fingers glisten with Aisha's cm. Aisha stared back to him, eyes widening as Aeron licks her juices in his fingers. He looks so hot, so sexy and erotic while doing that. "Sweet." Aeron smirk down on her. He leans down and hug Aisha's trembling body, he bit her earlobe and whispers, "I want to taste you, feel you, I want to worship your sinful body. Will you let me, Aisha?" Aisha's trembling body stiffened. It's not like she didn't want to do it with Aeron. She now knows she love him and she's willing to make love with him but... she's scared. She didn't have any experience with this. What if she... didn't make him feel satisfied? Aisha hated how insecure she is, it was a new part of herself that she discovered, and her insecurities are always connected with him. Aeron feels her hesitating and let out a breath of sigh. He lifted himself up and smiled gently in Aisha's face. His hand carress her cheeks as he muttered a soft "It's fine", he get up and sat beside her head. His hand, free of her cm and saliva, ran his fingers through her tangled hair in a comforting manner. It's okay, although he is a bit disappointed but he understand. In fact, he is grateful. He didn't want to do it with her, only for Aisha to regret it in the next morning. Seeing his dejected but understanding look, Aisha gritted her teeth. Fvck this! She quickly get up and sit on Aeron's lap, she is strangling his waist as she kissed him intensely. Aeron was confused but he still kissed her back, his arms encircling her small waist. After awhile, she break off their kiss. "I want to..." She trails off, her face flushed. Gripping his shoulder, she firm herself and stare into Aeron's hypnotizing blue eyes. "I want you." Aeron's eyes lit up, his chest tightening as his heart beat so fast and loudly that he is afraid that Aisha might hear how much her simple words affected him. And suddenly, there is a sudden ringing of phone, disturbing their precious moment. It was Aisha's but it wasn't her usual screaming ringtone, it is a soft melodious sound of a violin, one which she designed for the few closest people around her. Aisha wanted to ignore it, but she was worried that it may be something important. Throwing an apologetic glance at Aeron, she reached her bag in the small drawer beside the bed. The ringing stops and she still can't find her phone. Opening her bag widely, she lifted it upside down and all her things fell from the bag. Finally, she found her phone, but beside of the phone is the engagement ring Freohr had given her. She froze in Aeron's lap. Obviously, Aeron also noticed it as his hands in Aisha's waist tightens, his body stiffening. Both of them are in silent, the fire in their body has been long gone, as if a cold water are poured into them, waking them up to reality. "Aisha," Aeron called after awhile. "Break off your engagement with him." Aisha whipped her head to look at him, her eyes slightly widen before lowering her gaze. Her engagement with Freohr is nothing but an arrangement arranged by their parents, it was a hopeless case from the start, but she didn't expect for Freohr to develop his feelings towards her. Clearing his throat, Aeron pulls Aisha closer to him. He nezzled his head in Aisha's neck. "Can you do that for me? Can you break off your engagement with him? I'll do everything in my power to make you happy, to help you in any ways and to give you all the love and care you deserve." "Aeron, I---' "You are mine, I am yours." Very simple vows, gentle yet overbearing. Aisha almost choke on her emotions. She didn't know what she did to deserve a man like him. He is hers, just as she is his. She hope that once all of these are over, she will get back at him and return all the love he gave her. "Aeron, there's something I want to tell you." Aisha whispers, barely audible. "I---" Both of them are immersed with each other, that they didn't notice that the phone is ringing again, and turn into a voicemail. Soon, Freohr's voice was heard. "Aisha, sweetheart, I'm going to Country A tomorrow."
