Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 69

It was still two o'clock in the afternoon when something cold touched my cheek. I don't know when Alan walked in here. I didn't realize it at all. When I looked around, he was already there. Standing next to me with a smiling face while holding strawberry juice in her hands.

"Drink," he said, offering the juice to me.

"You bought it?" I got my favorite juice. Plugging a straw and sipping its contents. Sweet and slightly sour, very refreshing.

"He bought it."

I sip it once more. After that it followed Alan's direction. Arman was there standing firmly in front of the door of the CEO's room. As usual, his face was expressionless.

"Is his life so bitter? I've never seen him smile" I said, turning away from the man. I looked back at Alan who was sitting at the end of my desk.

Alan chuckles. His hands were outstretched, rubbing my head and tucking my hair behind my ears. "Maybe it's because I've been tormenting him too much" Alan said, still laughing.

"Brass boss."

Alan agreed. "really. I'm cruel, I know" he admitted.

I looked at him in wonder. "You proud?"

"Of course." Alan answered without hesitation.

I quickly turned away from his face. I looked back at the laptop screen and continued my work.

"Do you have no job?" I glanced at him for a moment. Alan was still sitting there. Playing the ends of my hair with her index finger. Her eyes never left my face. "I'm bored" he replied.

"Let's go out, accompany me to play" he added, grabbing my hand.

"I'm busy" I said, shaking her hand. My fingers slide back on the keyboard.

"What are you doing?" I asked when Alan closed the laptop I was using by force. When I saw him he put on an unhappy face. Alan was not used to rejection. Of course my words just made him angry. His snow-white face began to blush.

"In a moment, let me finish this first," I said in a soft voice as I could. I can't let his anger continue. Otherwise everyone will get affected.

"Leave it. Let Arman finish your job."

I can't do anything else but obey him. I held both hands around her neck as she carried me and walked out of the building.

"Can't you just let me walk on my own?" I'm not a baby, but Alan loves to carry me. He did not care even though people were looking at him in wonder.

"I won't let my woman get tired" he replied as he continued to step up. His breathing remained stable despite being carrying a weight in his hands. It's like I'm just an empty cardboard box that's very light.

"But I'm ashamed." I buried my face in his chest. Hiding it from the gazes of those who kept looking towards us.

"Are you stealing? Or do something that harms someone else?" Alan paused for a moment as I shook my head.

"If you don't do both then there's nothing to be ashamed of" he continued. He continued his steps, entering the apartment.

"But people keep looking in our direction."

"Leave it. They're just looking, they're not gonna bite you."

I shut my mouth. Dare not argue anymore. I'll never win against him anyway.

Alan just dropped me off after we got to the penthouse. He sat me on the edge of the bed. After that walk towards the wardrobe while taking off his suit and throwing it into the basket in the corner of the room.

"I ..."

I lay myself in bed. How soft the spring bed is. The blue sheets of the dongker are also very smooth. I rubbed it a few times.

"Are you very rich?" I stared at his open back. From the outside he looks thin and weak. But who would have thought if it turns out Cecunguk has a good body, in my opinion.

"What's wrong? Why suddenly ask?" Alan looked at it for a moment. But he did not change his body position. He was still facing the closet, turning his back on me.

"There's nothing. Just curious." The gibberish had a house, a penthouse, a motorbike and a car. It was all kind of a luxury that was rarely owned by others. In this country, only a few wear it. Still in finger count.

All those who own such vehicles are conglomerates in this country whose property will not run out up to seven derivatives.

I turned the body. Drown my face among the pile of pillows. The bed shook as Alan climbed into the bed. Although I didn't see it but I could feel that the man had crawled on top of me. Her warm breath hit my ears as she spoke. "You want to know?" whispered.

"Not really." Yes, although I was a little curious but if he didn't want to tell me it didn't matter either.

"I don't know if I'm very rich or mediocre. But I can guarantee you and our children won't go hungry."

I squirmed as her lips touched the tip of my ear. It feels very ticklish. My entire body shook violently as he continued to play around there.

No, I have to stop it. It's too dangerous to keep this up. I turned around and pushed him. However, the man did not shift in the slightest. He's still there. Locking my body with both arms which I don't know since when it became more muscular. I was stunned staring at his naked upper body.

Unconsciously my hand stretched out. Touching his chest that field. Alan smiled as I felt his flat stomach with six protrusions in the middle.

"You like it?" ask her with a dirty smile.

"When did you get it?" I pushed him back away.

Either because I pushed him too strongly or because he deliberately lowered his strength, I'm not sure. This time I got rid of him. He lay beside me. Looking up, looking up at the ceiling. "It's been a long time" he answered.

I looked up, looking at his face right next to mine. "There was no time." I still remember when we were forced to stay in one room while visiting the forest garden. At that time Alan did have muscles in several parts of his body. But not as hard as now. The stomach is also flat, not sixpack as it is now.

Alan scrunched his forehead. "That time? when?" tanyanya turned to me.

"When in the forest garden."

"G ...." Alan nodded in understanding.

"Are you going to stay naked like that? Quickly put on your clothes" I said, impatiently.

"Why? Are you tempted to see me naked? You want to fuck me?"

I heard his ridiculous words. "Where are women who fuck men, the opposite is true."

"Then can I fuck you?" Alan tilted his body. Facing towards me with one hand folded, supporting his head. Both corners of his mouth were raised upwards, grinning.

I sniffed as his fingers began to move wildly. "You want to die? Get rid of your hands!"

Alan moved as fast as lightning. Grabbing both palms of my hands and raising them above my head. His eyes became dark. He looked at me very deeply. "What if I don't want to?" he said with a heavy voice.

I haven't been able to answer yet. Alan had already silenced my mouth with his lips. Although the way a little pushy but he did it very gently. Made me get swept up in his fondling. Slowly the clutches of his hands began to loosen. Along with my uncontrollable reaction. My body is waving and enjoying every touch.

I don't know why I became like this. When I was with Kevin, I could always control myself. I can reject it firmly. But with Alan, everything felt different. I fell in front of this man. I can't just refuse. But also starting to want it.

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