Don't Want To Stop

Arkan almost kissed her, but luckily the sound of a knock on the door broke their eyes. Someone who is not known who came at the right time. The hug no longer hindered Lunar's steps from retreating. They shouldn't be as close as they are now after what happened before.

"Sir?" Secretary Ham's voice, only given a slight opening to see into the room. He could see the presence of the two people at the entrance.

Arkan raised an eyebrow, did not move his nimble feet to hold the door. "What's wrong? You saw me like a ghost."

"I'm worried because the madam hasn't come to the lobby."

Arkan turned to the woman who was now standing nearby, then his gaze was directed back to Secretary Ham. "Lunar isn't going anywhere today."

Hearing that made Lunar move to stop. No way! She's dressed up pretty for today. Originally, she wanted to open the door to make the gap wider, but it didn't seem like it would be easy because the person blocking the door still didn't move.

"Arkan!"

Arkan turned to the woman who was gripping his hand tightly now. He clearly didn't like Lunar's attitude of wanting to stop him. Then, he turned to cup that face and immediately crushed the lips that seemed like he was about to scream.

Lunar widened her eyes and she who was still shocked just joined in the game. Long lasting kisses with deeper intimacy. Arkan literally crushed her to the ground. She groaned and tried to push the body of the man who had pressed her against the wall.

Secretary Ham immediately turned around. He clenched his fists. Not knowing how to explain her feelings, what is certain is that Raya should not know about that intimacy.

The kiss broke off slowly with a mischievous smile afterwards. Lunar had completely sunk just now. Being let go like this really gave her a hard time. How could Arkan bear to her?

"You're not going anywhere while I'm gone."

"That's!"

Arkan was about to leave suddenly heard the call made him look back. Lunar seemed still panting after their hot kiss, trying to stabilize her breath and also trying to make a sound.

"I want to have you ... now!"

Arkin smiled crookedly. "We won't do it until the misunderstanding is cleared up. You've put me in a bad mood ever since that day."

Lunar took a few steps forward before pushing hard on the bedroom door. The thrust created a fairly tinny sound. After that, she locked it so that no one came out or entered the room.

"What are you doing?"

Lunar tugged at the man's shirt collar so their gazes actually met. "Don't you want our misunderstanding to end. So, tell me, did you really imagine Raya lying with me?"

Arkan tried to get rid of the hand gripping his collar, but instead Lunar's other hand did the same gripping his collar tightly.

"I don't like this attitude of yours, Lunar."

"I won't stop before you answer. Did you imagine Raya...."

This time, Arkan line really couldn't tolerate it. He stopped the sentence from continuing with a kiss. The same treatment he was given when Lunar had insisted on leaving just now. He really didn't like the current situation.

"Don't mention other people's names when we are alone. Either Raya or whoever it is because I don't like it."

"What does that mean, you're just imagining me?"

Arkan brought his hand to touch the groin which felt smooth. "My mind is full of your image. I always think of you, even when we're not making love."

It wasn't just a deep kiss because now Arkan's hands had managed to touch the core of Lunar's body. It made the person touched gasp. The defense that was once strong slowly became weak.

"You want to have me, then accept what I will do to you."

The whisper tickling in the ear made it hard for Lunar to breathe. She could no longer hold back the feelings she wanted to shed completely. The man's shirt was unbuttoned quickly, then she threw it on the floor just like that.

Arkin chuckled. "Haven't you had enough to forget your pride as a woman? You've been aggressive towards me several times."

"Is it wrong? when I try to be honest with myself?”

"It doesn't matter, because I am your husband. I could swear that you are my wife and your body is only mine."

Lunar tilted her head. "In that case, stay away from Raya because you are my husband and your body is also mine alone!"

"Our agreement is only limited to a bed, Lunar. You have to remember that because my heart only belongs to Raya."

Lunar growled with bloodshot eyes. Her current position is like that of a comfort woman for her own husband. Can't have someone's heart and can only have her body. Her heart really hurt, but what could she do when it was true? Besides, they're about to split up and it's better to have than never to have.

Lunar gripped the bare arm roughly. "You really are too much!" And recklessly kissed the man on the lips.

In the end, they make the bed as an anchor to complete the desire that has been strongly provoked by togetherness. The sound of the room that had been silent and decorated with crying, now turned into moans of pleasure.

"I hate you, Arkan..."

A thin frown rested on Arkan's forehead for a moment. Usually he always heard declarations of love, but not anymore. It made his heart boil undeniably. He didn't like Lunar's defiant attitude. He disliked Lunar hating him, disliked even more when he couldn't stop her because his position wasn't to have his own wife's heart.

None of them wanted to stop the passion. Perhaps there is not only passion in their romances. There is a dislike that they want to cut off and take it to bed.

Seconds, minutes, hours they spent. Even in the bathroom they don't stop having sex, after they finish cleaning themselves, even after replenishing the energy lost because of their actions.

Not only once did Arkan see his wife shed tears and the sight made his desire to have more and more. Likewise with Lunar, who doesn't feel willing to let go of her husband to think of other women if they stop.

Until they stop at the point that they are already tired of that selfish game. They are no longer lying on the bed, but romance has brought them to the couch. Sprawled after releasing desire for the umpteenth time.

Arkan could feel the warm, sweaty skin touching his chest along with a springy lump that made his chest seem to boil, but was managed to be pushed aside by common sense that said it was time to stop.

Lunar could hear the sound of a strong heartbeat. Her breathing slowly began to stabilize, but the beat seemed to take a long time to stabilize. Turns out she wasn't the only one who was tired.

In a warm embrace, Lunar raised her head to see the state of her husband. The man was closing his eyes. Not sleeping. She knew that because the hand holding her wasn't weak, indicating that Arkan was still conscious.

"Can I hear you say 'I love you'?"

The closed eyes slowly opened and the gaze was lowered so that it could look into the eyes waiting for an answer. Arkan of course could hear the request clearly.