
"S—Stive, don't do this. You're still sick, let go of Stive," Ella tried to dodge when Stive was about to kiss her lips. He still remembered that the wound on Stive's stomach was still wet.
"Do I look like a sick person? do you think I'm a crippled man?"
"It's not like that, I'm just emmmttt."
Ella couldn't do much more when a soft, wet object touched her lips. There was nothing he could do but surrender and enjoy the touch of Stive. He admitted, he also misses the touch of Stive, but he also does not want to be selfish. He still remembers the wound on Stive's body, but if it's like this, Stive started it and gave it to him, then he can only accept it.
'Do I look like a cheap woman? Why do I enjoy every touch? I came here to see her, didn't I still get angry and upset with her? Then why can't I be mad at him. Why am I still acting normally to her, Oh my God, what happened to me? Why am I so cheap to this man who hurt me once, Ella murmured inwardly as she closed her eyes and enjoyed Stive's so tender and intoxicating kiss.
"Stive enough, you're still sick." Ella distanced her face from Stive, her breathing so breathless, she stared at Stive's face which looked slightly disappointed.
"I'm sorry, but—"
"Stop, I see," said Stive touching Ella's lips gently, removing the rest of her Saliva that was still attached to that lip. Lips that always make her opiate and always want more.
"Are you mad at me?" tanya Stive re-embraced Ella's waist.
"Little, but—"
"I'm sorry, I did all that just wanted to protect you. I really still mind you being here, because the atmosphere is still a little vulnerable to you."
"Why? Do you have any enemies?" asked Ella looking at Stive's face intensely.
"My enemies are many, but my greatest enemy is my closest."
The deg!
"Who?"
"There is, and you don't need to know. All you have to know is one" Stive said, then he whispered something in Ella's ear.
"I love you."
Blushes.
Ella's face immediately blushed and met, her lips lifted she could not cover.
"Do you love me too?" ask Stive.
"Stive me—"
"Don't say it now. I don't need love from you, I love you enough."
Ella smiled at Stive's statement. He could not deny, that now his heart is so flowering and happy. However, he is also confused whether he can be with Stive later. I don't know why there's a little bit of stuff in his heart. He does not know what it is, but he has a little hesitation to step with Stive, he seems to have a bad feeling about his future.
"If I ever make a mistake, I won't force you to forgive me, but I just want you to trust me. Trust me, everything I do is for you. Just you, cup!" Stjve kissed Ella's forehead gently, then he hugged the girl's tiny body tightly.
"You know, I miss you so much" whispered Stive.
"Stive, don't you feel weird?" asked Ella still hugging Stive.
"Weird why?" stive asked back.
"You've changed a lot lately. You are getting smarter seducing and combing, even now you are much different from the Stive I knew when we met" said Ella at length to make Stive immediately chuckle.
"I'm just tired, and I want to enjoy my life with you." he muttered softly as he continued to hug Ella's body tightly.