Oh My Jasson
Don't be like this!

Jasson's eyes were full. This time the man could no longer hold back his will. His hand turned, holding the base of Kimmy's neck, his thumb rubbed the woman's thin lips until it showed the cleavage between the two, then, then, Jasson ventured to immerse his lips there to make Kimmy's eyes round in shock.

Kimmy's blood was frozen when Jasson's lips suddenly attacked him. The unrequited kiss lasted for quite a while, without the slightest resistance from Kimmy. Because the woman's body seemed to be unable to move, even her voice that seemed stuck in the throat to make the woman's lips did not budge in the slightest to issue a rebuttal or rejection, even though her soul wanted to refuse.

Jasson's lips still crept and swept slowly Kimmy's lips, enjoying the lips of his wife who all this time he could only look at and did not dare to touch him even a little, as well as Kimmy. This is the first time Jasson touched a woman, even though he had never kissed but the man's kiss was not bad. His hands clenched tightly onto Kimmy's body, giving him no room or blame, making him nearly breathless. Jasson almost dropped it on the bed to do more enjoyment than this. But his efforts were in vain when Kimmy tried to resuscitate himself.

"Jasson ...." Kimmy pushed roughly on Jasson's body, almost disengaged. But Jasson wouldn't let it. The man again pulled Kimmy's body into his arms, looked at the woman's face with a deep and passionate gaze, their breaths clashing fast and unpretentious. Kimmy's body trembled violently, but tried to hide it from her husband's sight.

Kimmy's two hands now clutch tightly at the clothes worn by Jasson. His tears were still not receding, the round of clear liquid was still flowing and bathed his face.  He wanted to get angry, slap, curse and shout at the man in front of him at this moment. But it seems he can't.

"I'm sorry ...." The word escaped quietly from Jasson's still wet lips, his hot breath still clearly touching Kimmy's facial skin.  Kimmy slammed into her husband's body and quickly entered the bathroom.

Kimmy's tears still unraveled his face, he gradually pulled his body to punch the bathroom door that still showed a little blemish, then, Kimmy leaned his body which was still hit by a great vibration behind the door.

His hand now holds the part of his heart. It felt like he needed more oxygen to cover his lungs that felt tight shortly after Jasson forcibly snatched his first kiss to almost make himself forget how to breathe.

"Why did he kiss me?" Kimmy rubbed her lips, then bit her hard. His mind was still filled with question marks as to what Jasson had just done. Kimmy closed her eyes, the last time her tears were still flowing, before she completely drained away the remaining tears that were still on her face.

***

For almost two hours Kimmy was in the bathroom, after cleaning her body, the woman stood in front of the sink mirror. Looking at his swollen face and slightly reddened, even his lips that were now from earlier did not stop being the center of the spotlight of his eyes.

He could feel what it was like to be kissed by the person he loved, it was so deadly, it almost felt like that. Yes, Kimmy felt like dying from that short kiss, but it was also embarrassing. Kimmy can't show this in front of Jasson.

Kimmy prefers to hide in the bathroom, because he is still embarrassed to meet Jasson face to face after the incident. He really did not dare to leave the room that was getting more stuffy.

"I have to how? I don't dare go out." Kimmy looked at the bathroom door that was still tightly closed.

"But I can't sleep in here." Kimmy took a deep breath, with trembling steps, approached the bathroom door and turned the handle. A little blemish showed the silent atmosphere in both tails of his eyes shortly after the silver-colored eye bead highlighted the contents of his room. Kimmy exhaled with relief when she found Jasson, whose husband had fallen asleep in bed.

"He's asleep." Kimmy opened the bathroom door, which was only partially open. He took his foot out of there. The window of the room was still open, until the night wind blew her curtain before then, the woman slowly crawled up on the bed to rest her body.

"Am I that scared?" Jasson's voice instantly made Kimmy's two eyes fully rounded followed by his body being furthered. He slowly turned his head towards Jasson whose eyes were wide open and cast a cold gaze towards him. Yes, Jasson was deliberately pretending to sleep so that Kimmy quickly out of the bathroom, he also understood that his wife was in the bathroom for that long because she did not dare to meet him.

"You're awake ...." Kimmy shifted her body, a little further away, then her gaze was bowed down.

"I-i ...."

"No need to answer, go to sleep!" Jasson closed both eyes. "Forget that kiss. Let's just say it never happened!" he shouted with a riled voice.

Kimmy stared fixedly at Jasson's face, her eyes looked teary hearing the words thrown by her husband, painful. In fact, it was a very memorable thing for him, after being over 24 years old, for the first time he got a kiss from a man other than his father.

"You stole my kiss, and now you're telling me to forget it? while you're the one who asked me not to demand anything from you. What do you really want?" Kimmy squeezed the linen she was able to reach, it felt like her heart hurt Jasson's words. He was eager to put out the words that were swearing in his heart at this moment, but he could not do so.

Kimmy brushed off the tears that were welling up at both corners of her eyes using her thumb. He also spread his body followed by pulling a blanket to cover part of his body, precisely at the base of the waist. A gush of sadness still implied on the woman's face, clearly visible when Kimmy chose to close his eyes and move the position to sleep back to Jasson.

Both of Jasson's eyes instantly opened, the tail of his eyes glancing towards Kimmy. Long enough to notice the woman who was looking back at him. Jasson's attention is now diverted to the blanket worn by his wife.

"Don't be like a kid who can't wear a blanket properly."  Jasson lifted the blanket to cover Kimmy's bare arm.

"I can wear it myself!" Kimmy shook Jasson's hand and lifted the blanket without opening her closed eyes. He held his blanket squeezing the end of the blanket with a bitter feeling.

Jasson was still motionless, watching closely his wife's face, before she chose to wrap her hands around Kimmy's body tightly until the woman's eyes were open and perfectly rounded.

"Jasson, what are you doing!" Kimmy wants to thrash. But Jasson didn't let go. "Jasson let me go!"

"Shut up!" Jasson's getting her arms tight.

"Don't be like this!"

"I can do more than this if you talk a lot!" yells.

Kimmy was silent and did not dare to fight, his blood seemed to rustle as Jasson's hand pressed his body further into his arms. The man's burly body warms him so much, that Kimmy's heart is made to explode as Jasson's breath tickles behind his neck. Kimmy curled up and closed his eyes again, trying to deny what was happening now, because the woman was afraid of being overwhelmed with her feelings that could one day hurt her again.

.

.

.

.

Maybe who has followed the instagram Miss already know yes yesterday why not update. So this is Miss update Double.