Chapter 56
I nodded at him. I want to know what connection he has with Nemo.
He sighed again as if he was having a hard time answering the question, and my question was the most challenging question ever asked of him.
“She’s my ex-girlfriend.” I didn't speak; I just looked at him, and he did the same to me.
“But we are done. We are just friends and don’t jealous. She’s nothing on me. It’s been years since we became a couple.” I still haven't spoken.
“Aren’t you going to talk?” I frowned when he asked me, and I saw his ear turn red—his left ear.
Ex-girlfriend? Why is he still with her? If they are already ex, then the relationship, connection, and everything must end up there. Ex-lovers can’t be friends anymore, especially if there’s a new present. I hope Kienzo is thinking and considering my feelings. The worst part is he introduces her as his wife. He is not of me, especially in how I look.
“Okay.” I gave a short answer, went to bed, and covered myself with a blanket. I turned my back on him.
“Hey.” He held me by the shoulder.
“I knew it. I know you will be jealous. ” Kiki said as a matter of fact.
“You turn the table again.” I heard him murmur something.
“Hey. Talk to me.” He said softly, and there was a softening in his voice.
When I made a mistake, did he already talk to me and fix the misunderstanding, right? But in his situation, he wants us to be okay. He made me suffer and hurt me before. He is unfair, and all he thinks is about his feelings.
“I am going to bed. Goodnight,” I said dry, and I hid in the blanket.
He never thinks of my feelings and already knows I love him.
He was the one who was numb to her, not me, and never be me.
I heard him heave a sigh.
“Wife, please don’t be mad.” He begged. Wife? Asshole! Did he call me wife? I am not deaf, and this is the very first time he called me like t. He never called me any endearment. Just like I said, he is boring, and you need to adjust for him.
“She’s just my ex.” He explains. Asshole! No matter what, I won’t talk to you!
He tried to get the blanket, but I slapped his hand and glared at him. Now taste what you made me feel. Experience and regret it.
“C’mon, it is not good to sleep that we are not okay.” His eyes are begging.
I did not respond and hid in the blanket again.
“Wife, please, we just get fine. Let us not fight again.” He begs at the same time; he is gentle.
He forces me to talk to him, but he can't force me and finally gives up.
“I know you are not yet asleep, and please let me hug you,” He murmured. His voice is deep and husky. He smells like lavender too. Maybe his breath smelled like lavender? Hihi.
I want to stub a beef steak to release my anger and negative feelings.
He felt it lean against the bed's headboard a few minutes later.
“I really can’t sleep knowing we’re not okay.” He said in a deep voice, knowing he was looking at me.
“Claire.” He called her name as if he were warning me.
“What?!” I shouted when carry me stood, and he made me face him.
“What’s with you? You’re not talking to me!” He bursts out on me.
“This is why I don’t want to answer your questions.” He said, Annoyed and frustrated.
I still didn’t answer and stared at him blankly, just like he did to me.
“Aren’t you going to talk to me until tomorrow?” He looks upset.
I saw him roll his eyes.
“Okay.” He gave up and sighed deeply.
Minutes passed when my eyes widened at what he did. Next, he suddenly pulled me by the nape and kissed me. I tried to push him, but he pulled me closer to him from the nape. I want his kiss.
"If you don't speak, you'll regret it tonight." He said sincerely between our kisses.
He kissed me again, inserted his tongue, and immediately searched for my tongue. I sighed at what he did because I couldn’t resist.
He lay me down on the bed, and his kiss traveled on my neck. A moan escaped from my lips.
I know I’m angry, and why do I seem to lose my annoyance with him?
He pinned my hands above my head while he was kissing me. He stops kissing me to remove his shirt. I was devastated when I saw his chest; he looked at me, the way he looked at me through to my soul. The viscosity of the way he looks at me. It felt like he had been waiting and longing.
I feel like I'm going to faint when he looks at me, dying to melt. I can’t explain his stare because I’m about to melt.
He looked down at my chest and took off my clothes. I tried to stop him, but he didn’t let me. Kiki also quickly took off my bra.
I let him do his thing on my breast and put my hand on his neck while gently caressing him.
“Hmm.” I moaned when he cupped my right breast so hard, and he was eating the other one. I feel great
I pulled his hair.
His lips returned to my lips to kiss me, and his two hands were on my chest. The size of his palm was right on me.
“Damn!” He murmured.
My hands traveled on his shoulders up to his broad chest.
“Fuck this!” He was so annoyed when he couldn't remove my shorts. "You shouldn't wear anything." The speed of his moves.
I could still feel his kiss on my chest and lips when he took off our clothes, and his kiss went down there.
I tried to stop him because I suddenly felt embarrassed.
“You can’t stop me now. I am mad. Damn mad.” Instead of being scared, I feel the excitement and the biggest turn on him.
“Kienzo! Hmm!” I moan in pleasure. I feel his finger down there, in my clitoris, while kiss tongue is traveling all over my body. He had the experience of this.
“Ahh!” I am suppressing, moaning, or making a noise.
I hold on to his shoulders tightly. He is moving too fast, and he is already down there.
It feels like he has an urgent thing needed to do.
The slowness of every movement of his finger inside me. "Kienzo!" Annoyed, I called his name when he stopped.
He lay on top of me.
“Now, are you still mad?” His voice is a seductress, and it is husky. It made me turn on more.
I ask myself, am I still mad at him?
I don’t know the answer either.
“Damn! Claire!” He called my name in pleasure and kissed me again, and he got my hand and put it on his between his tights. He let me touch it and play with it.
“Play it,” he Demands. He is permitting me to do that kind of thing.
I stop from the kiss and protest, “ I don’t know how.” I said, nervous.
“I’ll teach you.”
He taught me to move it up and down, as he said.
“Make it faster.” He gets out of my breath every time I make it fast.
We stop kissing every time he gasps for air. The tension is getting deeper. I feel that it’s getting big and it is expanding. It became fat and long.
I close my eyes while doing it to him.
He groaned and moaned and removed my hands from it.
“You don’t know how to do it.” He commented I didn’t sense any annoyance in his voice.
He kisses me on my chest.
I moaned at what he was doing. He’s doing his tongue there very well while both hands are on my chest, giving me a soft massage.
“I won’t stop myself anymore.” He is having a hard, and he is breathing deeply and hard.
“Kienzo!”I said about to cry when I felt him enter me and he didn’t say anything.
“I’ll be gentle. The pain will go.” He wipes my tears and lets me adjust to his size. He is in a hurry.
The pain is different and unbearable.
He was in a hurry, and I did not notice what he was doing.
“It’s fine if I move now?” He asks me worriedly.
I bit my lower lip, and he started to move, and I felt the pain. It went away and subsided of pleasure.
No, we are both calling each other names in pleasure, moaning, and gasping for air. Kiki moved too fast and ungentle. He made it rough and fast.
“Fuck!” He curses while closing his eyes. He is in pleasure. I held his arm tightly while he was moving at his top, and I didn’t know where to have it. Sometimes I pull his hair.
He moves in and out so fast.
“Kienzo!” I shouted his name weakly.
Every time he entered, he made sure he hit the end, and I felt his beating.
“Shit!” He moaned while closing
Every time he moves, it makes sounds, and I don’t know where to look.
I suddenly felt a liquid inside me; we are both panting and chasing our breath.
He hasn’t removed him on mine.
He lay beside me, and I fell into a deep sleep. I was worn out and exhausted.
