His Purpose
116. Say Love [18+]

Maria smile. "really?"

"Hm."

"Did Koko always look me in the face when we were apart?"

Gibran nodded unconvinced.

"That means we're the same. I'm like that too if I miss Koko."

Gibran stared back at Maria. The net shines deep and almost drowns if a kiss doesn't awaken it.

Cup. Mary smiled after briefly kissing Gibran's lips. His wiggling finger rubbed the man's jaw smooth. "Koko won't miss me if she doesn't love me."

"If not, Koko must love me. I forced."

Gibran chuckled softly. He kissed Mary deeper. Gently pinched his lips in a few suction times. "Yes, I love you, Mrs. Kiranata."

Maria smiled with satisfaction.

"So stop trying so hard to tease me." Gibran caught Mary's hand coming down.

"For God's sake you're about to miscarry, Mary," he said in frustration. "We can't do it first."

Maria clucked as she scowled to release the hand Gibran was holding.

"Patience, Honey. The doctor forbade us for a while."

"It's Koko's fault." Maria was blaming.

"Sorry."

But suddenly Mary remembered something. His forehead was wrinkled with a head that was starting to dizzy. Gibran realized that and immediately asked. "What's wrong? Is anyone sick?"

Maria hesitated. "No."

"Just .. I'm sure I remember something."

"Something what?"

"A man."

Gibran's face was puffing. "Which man are you thinking?"

"Eitherway. I didn't know it was just my delusion or was it something missing from memory? I remember it as if it were my memory."

Without Mary knowing his confession, Gibran's body stiffened. "You remember anything? About what?" that guy's cutie.

"About how I feel about someone. But I don't know who he is. All I remember is my heart beating so hard when I saw her figure."

Gibran was silent thinking. His expression seemed anxious about something. Maria said again. "It was as if I had loved her so much."

Mary was unaware of Gibran's changing countenance. The man immediately sighed trying to calm down. "That's it. Don't remember it anymore" he said, arranging a pillow behind Maria.

"Why?"

"I'm jealous."

"It has. Let's go to sleep."

Maria whimpers. "It's morning, and I just woke up."

All right, Gibran forgot that fact.

"Then you want to go for a walk? All breakfast. I'll order healthy food that tastes good. I know the food here is very inhumane."

Mary laughed at Gibran's words. He pinched both of Gibran's cheeks with anxiety. "My husband is attentive."

Gibran's rails turned flat. "Only you dare to do this to me."

No one knew how Gibran felt when he saw Mary's big smile.

Well-favoured. It would be stupid to say he didn't like it. This woman is too hard to resist. She was the only woman who could arouse passion even in closed clothes.

"Plum, just a minute." Gibran held Mary's hand up.

"Why?"

"Can you do something first?"

"Something ... what?"

"Please, I can't stand it" Gibran said frustratedly.

The man's heart was so tormented. Maria flinched as Gibran pulled her hand and placed it between the man's thighs. Only then did Mary understand what had happened to Gibran.

Gibran. "Not make love, but ... just have fun?"

"O-Ohh ..." Maria grimaces.

"Relange ..." Please Gibran.

Undeterred, Mary moved her hand gently rubbing against Gibran's stiffening possession. Gibran's eyes were closed. He hissed favourably permeating Mary's touch from outside her pants.

"So, will anyone know how?"

Mary asked, but she did not stop either. Even now he lowered the zipper Gibran pants removing the heirloom of the man who instantly held upright.

"Grand ..." Gibran could not help but groan as the wiggly finger touched his own.

"Your hands are so pretty."

Gibran scooped up Mary's hair and brushed it back. "Can you open the button?"

"Eh?"

Gibran took off one by one the patient pajama buttons that Maria wore. Look at the plump mound behind the bra waving to be satisfied.

Maria gulped as Gibran's hand began to touch slowly there, rubbing it gently with a small, seductive squeeze.

"It's getting bigger."

"I-I'm pregnant."

Gibran smiled. "If you're this hot while pregnant, I've been pregnant since the beginning."

"Cih, Koko is so cold to me. We're like strangers."

A puckering shot out of Gibran's mouth. "I'm just embarrassed and confused" I'm honest. "You were heartbroken at the time."

Maria smiled, not continuing. He was silent as Gibran's hand slipped open the bra hook and exposed the covering to his chest.

Gibran touched the two in amazement. "Is there water?"

Maria nodded not knowing. He grimaced to bite his lip as Gibran's face approached licking his pu-ting. The man squeezed him carefully. "illness?"

"Em .." muttered Maria while shaking her head. His hand also did not stop playing Gibran's which is now growing.

The man growled with his eyes closed. His mouth was busy sucking the top of Maria's chest until occasionally pulling slowly.

Maria couldn't help but feel amused. He likes it the most when Gibran does that.

The sound of Gibran's tongue as if affirming how much his passion at this time. Occasionally the man's hand went down rubbing Mary's protruding belly, then back up squeezing the wife's chest so carefully.

The central throb of his body did not stop making Gibran groan. Both of them dissolved in the heat until Maria managed to make Gibran achieve his release.

The man let out a sigh of relief as he swiftly grabbed the tissue preventing its liquid from seeping everywhere. Gibran. "I like it." He smiled with my eyes.

"You wet?"

Maria shook her head.

"Lied."

"I'm hungry!" Mary prevented Gibran's hand from touching her intimate center.

"Oh god, I'm sorry. Come on, we're eating." Gibran immediately confirmed his pants. Maria also fixed her patient's clothes.

However, it had not been buttoned all of a sudden a nurse entered without knocking. Obviously Maria was surprised not to play. While Gibran looks relaxed because he has finished pulling back the zipper pants.

"Geez!" the nurse shut her mouth. "Ma-ma-sorry, sir, Mom, I don't know. Um." Now he's nervous. "I have to inject the drug."

Gibran. "What medicine?"

His protective nature instantly appeared. The embarrassed Maria pulled the soft end of Gibran's shirt.

"Here, stop asking. Koko scares him," Maria's great-grandson.

"I asked for your good, too" Gibran replied in disagreement.

Soon Rayan showed up with a doctor and went to criticize Gibran. "No need to worry, they're all under my watch."

Then the man observed his daughter and daughter-in-law alternately. His forehead creased to find Maria avoiding his gaze.

"Mast Meli? Why is your face so red?" The question made the nurse rub her cheek awkwardly.

"N-no, Doctor. I'm just cold. Yes, it was cold this morning."

Cold from where, jeez ... Maria really wanted to drown her face right now.