My Love Journey's
Second Night

I rolled over with a restless feeling on top of my bed, unable to close my eyes even though I had been fighting half-dead since just now.

Paul Klug, that damn footballer doesn't want to get out of my head, I still keep his figure who is now probably dreaming beautifully on the couch of the living room in my house. Her charm was really intoxicating and made me daze infatuated.

I looked at the open book on the bed. There's not a single shred of stuff that my brain has been able to absorb for the past two hours. It's all because of Paul and what I want most right now is to see him. Seen enough.

His manly and seductive figure is so hot that it feels like my body will be burned by his passion. I couldn't bear this tormenting feeling any longer. I can go crazy, even though I know this is not something good for our relationship.

I rubbed my hair in a huff while thinking about what to do now. Goddamnit!

I decided to stop thinking about anything other than Paul and me. Right now we're in my house, away from people who want to know about our relationship. There's no media or anyone I should worry about. This is my place, I'm in charge here. Fuck them.

I shuffled down from the bed, taking off all my clothes until not a single thread stuck to my body. I stared at my body in the mirror for a while before grabbing one safety from my dresser drawer and immediately stepping out of the room.

When I arrived at the stairs, I found Paul sleeping in a position that made my womanhood throb while my screaming desire wanted to be released immediately. His hard and perfectly formed chest muscles seemed to call me closer, his legs dangling to the floor while the blanket only covered his delicious body part.

I feel like a freak out of excitement watching him like this, but Paul himself is amazing. She looks so beautiful even when she is sleeping. Watching his face and all over his body that is sleeping peacefully is an exotic sight that you cannot afford to miss.

Without wasting any longer, I walked up to her, lowered the blanket, and sat down on her two thighs. Pau squirmed but did not open his eyes. Jantungki beat faster. I've never done anything shameful like this, beating a guy who's asleep like I'm a wild, crazy woman s-e-x.

It's insanity. Absolutely insane! Paul made me lose my mind and act like a cheap woman. But what my deity is, I do want it. At least I'll enjoy tonight before the catastrophe comes and ruins my life.

"Paul.." I whispered, barely sighing in front of his lips. I kissed her for a brief moment and then put my face around her neck.

"Bianka?" his hoarse voice instantly made me tremble. Only God knows how crazy my passion is right now.

I kissed her jaw a few times before pulling my face and looking at her. "Sorry, am I bothering you?"

"Fsa! I'm grateful you did." He looked at my body without clothes. "I can't miss this."

There was no doubt or uneasy feeling I felt, especially when she looked at me with a hungry look while licking her own lips in a way that drove any woman crazy in an instant.

Paul shook his head, gnashing a few times as if he was summoning his consciousness. "Is this real?" he said with a look of confusion like a fool.

I smile. "Yes." I said, grabbed her one hand and led her to my waist, moved it there until Paul took over and cupped my chest. I'm sighing. "I've prepared this." Bengkulu while shaking one safety in my hand.

Paul took the safety from me and watched him for a while, then his brows furrowed. "It doesn't fit, love," with one quick move he throws the experience and grins. "Too small..."

"Oh, God.." I laughed as I shook my head. "I'm sorry I bought a whole box."

We both fell silent after I spoke, just staring at each other. I don't know why my mouth was so honest about the safety I had prepared, as if I had planned to make love to her the next day.

Well, for now it's only Paul I'm in touch with, but I don't want him to think I'm expecting anything more from him. From our relationship. Because I know I'm not the only one for Paul, it's impossible considering his reputation for women isn't very good. Some kind of dipping here and there?

"Give it to Travis. Looks like she'll need it someday when..."

I kissed her mouth so she would stop talking. "You're obnoxious! Once again you're talking bad about Travis, then I'll go back to my room, okay?" I muttered on her lips, giving a slight punishment by biting her upper lip.

"You got any security?" my many.

"Yes, in the back pocket of my jeans."

I pulled away from her and grabbed her jeans while talking. "Why did you bring him?" I wonder why she can sleep so easily with women.

"I always carry it, love. Just in case. I don't know how about you, but you get me excited every time we're close together."

I smiled as I managed to find the safety in his pants pocket, and immediately attached it to an unusually large body part. The most enjoyable and satisfying part.

"What did I do until you turned yourself in like this, huh?" Paul asked but his eyes observed the movement of my hands.

I glanced at. "Either, I'm just trying to seize the opportunity before we get back to each other's lives." I reply, finishing my activities and instantly directing the edge of her manhood to my restless throbbing womanhood.

"Why does it have to end that way, love?" he asked again in a hoarse and deep voice, sounding unaffected in the slightest by the wild attitude I showed teasing him.

"I don't know." I answered, then lowered my hips until his manhood slid into me.

One growl stuck out of his mouth while I sighed while holding my breath. Suddenly my nerve cells seemed to smile happy to feel the entertainment that came suddenly after some time waiting without certainty.

Paul groaning. "A, Bianka... Jesus Christ. you're fvcking good. Ride me baby. Show me your best abilities."

Without waiting for long, I followed his request by moving my butt until Paul was puffing and I let out a sigh. I ducked down to reach her lips, then kissed her greedily. "I really do judge your manhood, Paul." I muttered on his lips.

"You're also very delicious, Bianka... Oh, my.g..."

His beard tickled my chin as our kiss deepened, so quickly bringing forth pure passion, desire, and need that swelled even more within me. His hand was on my hip, pushing me stronger so that he could reach the deepest point on my body, while the tip of his fingers pierced my skin.

I didn't feel the slightest pain, instead it made me go crazy and move up and down faster on it. "Any, Paul..."

"Yes, baby,"

I grabbed her lips again, squeezing her hair with one hand while my other hand cupped her jaw. Paul pressed me harder while squeezing my ass until my body shook violently on it.

Inside my house, on my couch, we fuck like crazy. Without any feelings, purely just to meet the sexual needs within us. Let go of the caged desire for some time. Seek pleasure by utilizing each other's bodies.

I've never been hungry like this before, but the taste of Paul is different. I fell down, begging for the pleasure stored in him. I don't care what happens tomorrow, the important thing is tonight I'm satisfied.

The bitches! Yeah, I was exactly like that. To hell with other people, I need him and he needs me, that's enough of a reason why we're doing this.

"Paul, I'm close..."

"Me too, baby."