7 Virgin Blood
Warmth In The Twilight

The rest of the day passed by faintly. Among the crowd, I found myself counting the time until I could be alone with Ak Jaka, to be able to hug and kiss him and explore his hard body until I felt satisfied. And in that waiting period, I did the same thing he did to me. I touched her whenever I had the chance, so impatient to realize that this man was really mine. That we'll spend the rest of our lives together.

After repeated hugs, kisses, and congratulations as the family bailed home, I immediately slipped away, rushed into the room to strip off my kebayak and intended to take a bath. Since there is only one bathroom in the back, family members must take turns bathing. And I had to take a quick shower before the others so I wouldn't have to wait my turn.

But it's not that smooth. Seeing me go towards the room, Ak Jaka's behavior was practically like a male cat stalking its prey. He followed me right away. Of course, he moved nimble. I haven't had time to close the door, Ak Jaka has slipped in with his grim face. Then lock the door.

"Why, Ak?" I asked, I was getting nervous. "I'm gonna take a shower."

Ak Jaka chuckled. "Why do you look so anxious and anticipatory, anyway? Hmm?" He hugged my waist tight. "Rilex, Baby. Just relax," he said as he stroked my face with one hand.

"Yes. But I'm gonna take a shower."

"Why rush?"

"Before you get in line, Ak."

"Later, yeah, honey. We're the last. Let's take a shower together."

"Huh? My eyes are wide. "Wedding together? But, Ak...."

Ak Jaka again chuckled loudly, he could not help but laugh at me glaring. "But what, anyway? Wh why? Hm? Before marriage, you loved teasing me. Why is this anticipation now? We're legitimate, honey." He kissed my ears, gave me goosebumps. "We're legitimate" he repeated.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant. I.. I'm just.. emmm!"

Oh, well, my knees are wobbly. "You're mine," murmured Ak Jaka while landing light kisses on my neck. "I want you."

"But it's still afternoon" I murmured.

But Ak Jaka didn't care, he reached out to my chest and began to release my buttons. Removing that white kebaya from my body.

"What do you want?"

He caught my eyes, glanced at me and smiled. "I think it's obvious what I want to do, right? I wanna...."

My heart is beating hard. Ak Jaka spit out his fingertips stroking my skin. My cheeks blushed as Ak Jaka's gaze traced through my body, glued to the lacy satin that covered the beauty of my chest.

"Wardana," he whispered. "You are my most precious gift. You're really pretty, Wulan."

Geez, I can't stop smiling from my husband's sweet compliment.

"Already, yeah. I'm going to take a shower" I said, trying to avoid and free myself from this thrilling situation.

But Ak Jaka just pulled me back into his arms. "Not that late, honey," his voice raspy with emotion. "You are all yours. So.. I want to see your whole body...."

The skirt made of batik cloth was released, falling to the feet....

"Oh, I...." I practically turned around, turned my back on my husband and closed my hands to my chest. But that moment was actually used by Ak Jaka to tease me. He put the tip of his finger on my back. Very sensually. I'm shaking....

Then silence, without sound and without movement.

Nervously, I slowly looked back.

Oh.. it's so sexy. Ak Jaka was struggling to take off his clothes. I smiled when I saw that Ak Jaka was wearing tight black shorts with a thrilling sight in the middle. Looks big and exciting. I practically covered my face with both palms. Hot cheeks, hot....

"Rilex, darling," Ak Jaka whispered.

Uh.. I trembled again in anticipation when Ak Jaka removed my bra hook and threw it on the chair, then he lowered my last page down the leg, he threw it over my bra while he remained crouched behind me and his hands slid slowly, sensually down my thighs, down my calves to my ankles.

"Truly a charming little girl," he murmured.

What if he looks at me from the front? Ouch....

The cup!

He peeped at my back. I'm goosebumps. Then....

"Oh!" I wonder* wirih. Ak Jaka buried his fangs at the nape of my neck. "Ac...."

Really enjoy! Not enough with his fangs, Ak Jaka extended his hand forward, cupped my chest, then lightly swept the peak with his fingers, observing as the passage reacted by his touch.

Then, to my surprise, Ak Jaka was standing firmly behind me. "Dear, turn, please" she asked, touching my shoulder and twisting my body.

I'm shy. Very-very embarrassed. But Ak Jaka just wrapped one arm around my waist. I stuck my body to him. Then, his right hand went up, slipped his hand between our bodies and put my hand away and replaced it with his hand to rest on top of that tenderness.

"Ak," I said.

"Emm? Why?"

"No," I said nervously. I don't know what to say. "I...."

Ak Jaka smiled. He looked at the back of his hand that covered my chest.

"I'm ashamed, Ak," I said.

He kissed my lips lightly. "I understand her word. Just that, next he just lowered his head and took the part with his sweet mouth, sucking gently, barely adoring.

As if not satisfied enough with the hot start, Ak Jaka slid his hands down my knees, held me to my chest and led me to the dressing table. He sat me there while he sat in the chair in front of me.

"Oh, God," he whispered solemnly. "It's so perfect."

Hmm. He was so happy to make my face red.

"This perfection is already mine," he muttered without taking his gaze away from the beauty. And, Ak Jaka is back to crazy about me. His dark eyes were filled with love and passion. Adore me with his hands and lips. Devouring me. Taste that softness. Savor. Makes me tremble full of cravings, lost in foreign sensations.

Then he acts even crazier. I carried him to bed. Lying me on the edge. Then he lifted and bent my legs, opened them wide, and he buried his face in me.

"Oh, my goodness, Ak!"

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God...! I wonder*bluffy, every nerve and cell in my body crave her. Hand's moving. Gripping sheets. My eyes were still enjoying this moment. It was so clear to me that the man thrust his tongue into me. Tickles. Tasting that sweet taste before he finally sucked me deeply into the warmth of his mouth.

"Oh my God, I...!"

I gasp. Out of breath. This is fucking crazy! It was thrilling and very fun.

Ak Jaka refused to stop. Reluctant.if only there was no knocking on the door from the outside.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

I gasp!

"Wulan, Jaka," Bi Fatma exclaimed from behind the door. "Shower and clean first, yes. Salad magrib congregate."

Ckck!

It's shameful to be. Ak Jaka, I don't want to hear! Basic naughty!