LOVER MONSTER!
95. Evidences.

"Mahaha..."

Jessica's laughter broke after she received an explanation from Demian as to why the man had become passive lately. Jessica was touched in Demian's attempt to prove herself, but still Jessica felt Demian's efforts were funny and adorable.

Just imagine, the man who had always been adoring to her, clinging to her, suddenly placed a limit on their skinship. He may be in trouble. It was appalling and adorable.

"You should have talked to me earlier, right?" Jessica spoke while patting Demian's arm. He sat himself down on the iron stool facing the marble table in front of him, before returning to laughing humorously.

"That's so scary" Jessica murmured to herself.

"And all that effort for what?" ketus Demian's. "Do you think the stress on Erthian is enough to make me impotent? Don't joke, Jesse. You underestimate my ability if you think so."

"I'm not underestimating, but. Besides, you were also suddenly keeping your distance from me, I thought you were thinking a lot and didn't want to do that." Jessica is long. He stroked Demian's arm, which stiffened with rage.

"I didn't think you could be so understanding and worried about me. That's funny."

"I'm holding myself back because I don't want you to misunderstand me, but you're creating more terrible misunderstandings in your brain."

Demian has been suffering lately. He played with his own hands to not bother Jessica. The mighty Demian, the cassanova in Las Vegas, plays with his own hands. That alone is like a disgrace.

How fuck!

"Hahahahahaa.., wrong huh?" Jessica-without feeling sinful-laughs.

"Laugh as much as you can" Demian said. Although sebal has been assumed impotent by women who most tested his patience lately, Demian can not be angry if now Jessica smiled cheerfully.

"Are you angry?"

"No."

"You sure...?"

Using the opportunity to tease Demian, Jessica deliberately piled on Demian with her scornful tone. Jessica wanted revenge because Demian had always teased her with vulgar words that were embarrassing to the ears.

"When, if you're really impotent, it doesn't matter either. I will love and accept you for who you are. I'm real."

"Jesse.., don't test me."

"I'm just being honest, I mean, you're more than a man in my eyes. Without doing 'you know what', I'd be fine living side by side with you. My feelings won't shrink one bit."

"You seem to be having so much fun already saying I'm impotent, don't you?"

"Tidaaak, don't get me wrong..." Jessica said with a laugh, her nose until a funny shrivel in the face. "I'm talking like that so you can stay confident. Now or later, just in case the situation happens, I will still pfftt..."

"Jessica...?"

"Sorry, sorry." Jessica flicked her hands, the laughter died down. "I'm just kidding."

Feeling quite seduced, Jessica left Demian alone at the table. Jessica recalled the bread she had baked in the oven. He checked the results of his grill that had matured perfectly.

The smell of bread coming out of the oven made Jessica smile expand in relief. At least, Jessica thought, her experiment went pretty well.

Jessica was about to turn around and show Demian her work, but the man had preceded her. He approached Jessica and put his chin on her shoulder. Demian's pair of black slices fell onto the cake pan that had succeeded in making her Jessica cheerfully grin.

How easy it was for the girl to put her attention on anything else was enough to make Demian feel uneasy. Demian felt sidelined just because of the baking sheet.

"The smell is delicious, right?" Jessica offended her bread on the baking sheet, but Demian sniffed it instead. Instilled his nose in Jessica's black mane and took a deep breath there.

"Very well" replied Demian. Her calm voice combined with her hot sighs greeting Jessica's ears, making the girl's heart pause. Heat crept on his face, creating a stark red tinge.

"My feeling or are we discussing two different topics?"

Jessica wasn't sure if Demian's response had just been given to her bread. No, Jessica was pretty sure that Demian wasn't paying attention to her bread right now. The man-rather than paying attention to the results of Jessica's experiments on the table-was showering Jessica's nape with an honest kiss and bite, giving Jessica goosebumps.

"You're getting more sensitive now" Demian said as he turned Jessica before him. Before the girl gave any response, Demian just spontaneously sprinkled her kiss on Jessica's lips.

Demian has been holding back lately. He has gone through the hardest test. However, realize that his efforts even produce unexpected results, which is considered impotent. Demian chose to give up. It's better to be stamped with lust than impotence, for God's sake.

Demian still did not accept that humiliation. Although Jessica didn't mean to insult her, but. Demian's self-esteem is hurt.

"Demy..." Jessica-disused-sea pagutannya-touted. His breathing was a little puffed up, weak.

"I thought you'd hold yourself back?" jessica's speech was a joke. He mocked Demian there.

"I changed my mind" Demian said, his tongue greeting Jessica's neck. Falling down with a bite and a kiss that makes Jessica carefree. "I guess..," Demian continued, his eyes rising up looking into Jessica's eyes. "I need to prove myself to you that I'm perfectly healthy down there."

"I don't think you should do that..." Jessica is weak. He felt his knees were jelly, he was not so strong standing. It softened in the heat of Demian's touch and it was embarrassing. They're still in the kitchen, my goodness!

"I-I'll clean up the kitchen. You better stop with your jokes."

Jessica held Demian's chest tight in her body. Although Demian's lips were still touching her jaw, Jessica tried her hardest to get away from Demian.

Jessica doesn't want to get out of control there. Apart from being in the kitchen, Jessica has not cleaned herself. He has been in the kitchen since. He was sweating and felt pretty dirty.

"Demy-" Jessica's remark was again cut off by a kiss. Demian's lips devoured him in thirst, growing wild and increasingly thrilling. Jessica was overwhelmed by the attack that Demian gave her on her lips, and did not stop there, now Demian's hand also worked.

Demian lifted Jessica's body without any whimpering or complaints, as if Jessica was as light as a feather. It was - after that too - sitting Jessica on the table, lips still clinging. No intention to rest for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Jessica frantically flinched as Demian's pagutan descended on her body, revealing her clothes as limited as her chest while the man's ripe lips left a salivary trail of her kisses and bites that made Jessica groan uneasily.

No...., don't tell me Demian wants to do that here?!

That thought made Jessica panic. Can't! It's in the kitchen! This is where Elliot works! Jessica doesn't want to tarnish-Hnggg!!!

The moans escaped Jessica's lips as soon as Demian created a strong stimulation on her body, electrocuting her. Jessica closed her eyes spontaneously. He was immersed in Demian's more savage treatment than usual, more passionate and making Jessica gasp.

"You see," Demian lifted her face away from Jessica's hot reddened body in her arms, she greeted Jessica's ears and whispered there. "I think I'm too healthy." Demian muttered, his hand leading Jessica's fingers towards the center of her body which was now rising proudly.

"Good for you" said Jessica. He was caught up in a great shame. Very embarrassed when now he was in front of Demian with a messy appearance. Jessica felt very disinclined when the pair of black beads scanned her sharply.

"Now...., you don't intend to do anything here, do you? I-I haven't cleaned myself up, you know. At least.., let me shower first. Also this is in the kitchen-"

"You have a lot of stuff filling your head, huh?" Demian rubbed Jessica's black hair that escaped her bond behind the earlobe. "Even when I'm in front of you."

Jessica returned Demian's gaze, her face turning red as her eyes met Demian's gaze.

Damn, why are those eyes so scary?

"Seeing you like this..." Demian pulled Jessica's chin, forcing the emerald eyes back at her. "I want to empty your head completely."

"Huh?"

Without giving Jessica a response about the meaning of her speech, Demian chose to give the practice directly there. It was-at that very moment-back anchoring her kiss on Jessica's lips. Her fingers scooped into every inch of the girl's skin that felt so soft and warm in her palms.

Jessica's moaning escaped several times in her pagutan, and like gasoline spilling over embers, the girl's voice only made her passion blaze even hotter.

Warm Demian's palm crept on Jessica's body, creating an electric touch in the area that made the girl twitch and squirm over and over again. However, not stopping there, Demian's hands began to infiltrate into his jeans. Touching more dangerous areas, creating stimulation that made Jessica forget the kiss of Demian on her lips.

Jessica groaned in panic and nervousness.

"Demy.., not here, please..." Jessica pleaded with a weak softened voice. His pair of teary eyes, too drunk in Demian's touch that almost blinded his wits.

If not for the little sanity left in her head, Jessica might not have cared so much about where Demian did this. Jessica would not beg Demian softly now, asking to move into the room alone.

Seeing Jessica's reaction and the fog of passion that slowly coated her emerald iris, Demian's sadistic side rose instantly. Instead of obeying Jessica's will, Demian grinned thinly like a demon.

Jessica read his expression and knew that Demian would not obey whatever he was moaning weakly at that moment.

Elliot, I'm sorry!

Jessica nodded without being able to do anything. He was unable to think of anything when Demian's two fingers were at the center of his body, tickling his desires.

Jessica, in the end, finds herself back at Demian's corner on the table. The man's lips gobbled up his shoulders while his fingers moved naturally, shedding Jessica's jeans to their knees. Demian again stimulated Jessica's body with her long fingers, creating pleasure on the girl's body with her fingers slowly wet.

Jessica had reached her peak, her head like it was about to be broken by passion.

He was still gasping as Demian twisted his body, pressing his shoulders until he lay down on the table. In summaries completely.

Jessica-realizing what Demian was about to do now-holds her breath as Demian slowly enters it. The man's breathing was heavy on his ears.

"Now.." whispered Demian. "Should I prove my resilience as well?"

"Why are you so fixated on that topic?" although it is difficult to regulate her breathing, Jessica still chimed in on Demian who gave time for Jessica to adapt to her body. Maybe because they had not done that for a long time, Jessica's body became so narrow for her. He was already so wet.

"A little bit of information" Demian said. He leaned over Jessica's neck, pressing the girl's body on the table. "Such an assumption would hurt any man's self-esteem."

"Heh, is that it?" Jessica looked over and chuckled. "I thought you were just looking for an excuse to do this."

Demian kissed Jessica on the forehead and re-stamped her body. "I think that's part of my reason, too. I've held myself back too long, I'll do what I like."

"Infinite..."

"I hope you have the stamina to keep me company tonight, Jesse."

Feeling enough at his conversion, Demian began to move his hips. He showered Jessica with the rain that came over and over again, beginning full of tenderness.

In response to Demian's attack, a sigh came out of Jessica's lips at every blow. A million butterflies flap their wings on their stomachs, tickling their bodies flooded with sweat and saliva.

As Demian's tempo increases, more and more Jessica loses her mind over the endless pleasures and stimuli that come along. Jessica has lost control of her own reactions. The whimper came loose loud there, mingling with Demian's heavy sighing.

The man-just like Jessica-just followed her instincts. Her out of control boyfriend shook Jessica's body until the girl clung firmly to the edge of the table. Jessica tried to reach for anything as her grip, trying to reach for her sanity that had already left her head.

Demian proves his point, that he will make Jessica lose all her sanity. He had wiped Jessica's mind off all anxiety, and only filled her with the heat of passion.

Sane Jessica would never be in the position Demian holds her now. Jessica would not let Demian expose her body, lifting and flipping it at will, entwining each other intricately.

Jessica will not let her body fluids spill on the kitchen floor of her beloved Elixir, soiling the table with her sweat.

A sane Jessica would not sigh at Demian with the saliva flowing thinly on her chin. Eyes were tightly shut while Demian shook his sanity until he reached nirvana.

They shared a warmth that mingled with a hint of brutality. Demian who was merciless in his game, became so savage and violent. Every beat and blow would melt Jessica's brain in there. The girl trembled under her dominance, losing strongly in her race pace.

The moans escaped unbearably. Breath is stuck incoherently.

Even then, not stopping at Elixir's kitchen table, on the way Demian brought Jessica back to the room, she still did not release the girl from her arms. Not letting their links separate.

Until finally Demian has a safer and more comfortable space, Demian also returned to attack Jessica without mercy.

Jessica, who did not criticize or hate her actions, accepted Demian's insanity and savagery there. He cupped the man's face and gave him a kiss as a form of acceptance.

That, no matter how savage they are tonight, how crazy they share intimacy, having fun is not just Demian himself. Jessica missed this moment.

Jessica never hated Demian at all.

The next day, when Jessica regained consciousness from her sleep, she woke up in tremendous shock. Jessica remembers the kitchen, to be honest. He hasn't cleared up the remnants of his war with Demian last night.

What if Elliot finds out the condition of his kitchen and-

"I've done everything, go back to sleep." Hearing Demian's voice, Jessica turned around and realized that Demian was lying on her bed. The man was bare-chested, black jeans attached to his feet.

The man's appearance was quite fresh, fresher than Jessica who was filled with red patches. Jessica's skin is now covered with kissmarks and bitemark.

"Jam be-" Jessica stopped talking when the voice that escaped her lips sounded hoarse.

"Gdh..." Demian chuckles. "You were too savage last night, your voice was gone."

"I..echmm, me?" Jessica narrowed her gaze. "Remind me back, who has choked me so many times." Jessica protested Demian's remarks.

If it was just because of her loud bellow last night, Jessica would not have lost her voice. The problem is Demian's involvement that uses his mouth to do things that he thinks are 'sexy'.

Jessica choked so many times because Demian hit her hips hard on Jessica's lips, making hers hit Jessica's esophagus until the girl's eyes were flooded by tears.

Jessica thought she would die there from choking, but Demian did not give her a pause. He just fulfills his own passion and makes Jessica swallow the liquid that spilled and filled Jessica's mouth. If it wasn't for the whisper of 'I love you, Jessica' that she uttered after forcing Jessica to swallow her liquid, Jessica would probably have thrown the man out of the balcony last night.

The man read his weakness and took advantage of it.

It sucks!

Goddamnit!

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