Sharing Love: Between Us
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Just a moment ago, Keenan had just walked into the bathroom, He looked at Riska who was calling Ezra, there was a sense of disappointment when the girl who was his wife, was, go out and close the bathroom door.
His outstretched hand pressed the cold water tap, right then and there, the water droplets hit his body, draining the coldness in the already flushed skin.
The tip of his eyes did not turn his eyes to the door, which was already tightly closed. Smiling bitterly with a raging thought, his eyes trembled with a racing heartbeat.
"What do you think, Keen? He won't sacrifice himself just to help you" he muttered to his own thoughts.
In Keenan's heart, continuing to hope that Riska would help him, the pain in the body increasingly tormenting him, Keenan forced his brain to keep thinking clearly and not get out of control.
With a rough movement, Keenan took off the shirt that was still attached to his body, the button was released with a shirt that koyaak and now just stung beside his feet.
"Hot ... hot!" hissing Keenan with hunting breath, he looked up to let the water hit his face.
He could have used Riska to vent everything, considering they were officially married. Both are good at doing all of that.
However, still, he held back for all of that. Keenan knows that Riska is not ready to give herself up completely to him.
Keenan also hopes that the two of them can do that, when he and Riska already have a sense of each other. Not in this way. Even in his heart, he still hoped for Riska.
"He didn't come back" he muttered, smiling sideways as the door did not open.
The heat and the pain grew more intense, he growled withstanding the ever-more-urgent desire to be vented.
"Suckers! I won't spare you after tonight" said Keenan, remembering that what happened to him today was Nella's work.
Dukh ... Dukh ... dukh ...
Keenan banged his head against the bathroom wall, to divert his passion. AKan tetpi, all that does not make his desire a little decreased, it's all just makes his body weaken.
Even cold water could not cool the heat, his soul was burning with an unexpressible desire. He was tormented, eager to ask, saying please to his wife. It's just that the melanin and doubt continue to silence his mouth.
"How many, that cheap lady gave me that damn medicine? Why can't I dampen the effect of the medicine?!" said Keenan, his hands clenched firmly, holding himself back did not get out of control.
Blood vessels all over his body look prominent, reacting to the drugs that are working in his body, sending stimulation to make it as painful as possible. His teeth were now tightly clenched with friction between them sounding resounding, making anyone who heard it would feel pained.
The shadow of Riska's face flashed across her head, as she closed her eyes, making her instantly reopen it.
Duk!
The sound of a fist beating against the wall echoed inside the luxurious bathroom. So loud, now the back of Keenan's hand looks blue.
"Riska, I need you, please!" finally the word came out as well, sounding so softly from the quivering lips that it started to pale.
No one heard Keenan's plea, neither did Riska. The girl did not hear the words at all, because of the distance between them.
Long enough he survived in the bathroom, hoping that the cold water that hit his body could dampen the heat. Although he knows his body is also getting weaker as the body temperature drops due to the water that continues to flow throughout his body.
No matter how long he was there, until his ears heard the sound of the door opening, the edge of his eyes could see a girl who was now standing down at the end of the room there.
The glass wall that became the dewiest barrier, making Keenan's eyes and Riska could not see clearly.
'Do you want him to come in here, don't you know if his presence makes me more tormented?' mumbling Keenan's heart.
He could see Riska being silent for a while before then slowly approaching him. Keenan was holding himself back from seeing the girl.
The sound of the glass door opening, made Keenan raise his head, his eyes looking at Riska who was still wearing the same dress.
The eyes of the two of them were intertwined, diving into the depth of the feeling in there. Both of them could not find any certainty there.
Riska saw a black eye bead with a red-colored sclera, appearing to radiate pain and hidden pleas.
He immediately disconnected their eye links first, before Keenan could plunge into his eyes. Ducking in hiding the nervousness that now increasingly feels stifling chest.
"Do you want to come here?" asked Keenan in a raucous voice.
The deg!
Riska squeezes her dress, hearing Keenan's question. Swallowing saliva with difficulty, his voice stuck in the throat, so it could not come out.
"Come out, I'm afraid I can't help myself if you continue to be here" Keenan said.
"Dude."
Only that voice came out from his trembling mouth. His head was raised to look back at my face Keenan.
"Get out, Riska!"Keenan growled, with his eyes fixed on Riska.
Riska shook her head, she felt guilty for Keenan's current condition, her outstretched hand touching her husband's shoulder.
"Riska, please ... get out!" said Keenan again. The touch of Riska's hand caused a different sensation within her body.
The man was afraid that later he would not be able to hold himself back again and attacked Riska unconsciously.
Riska shook her head, with teary eyes, seeing how tormented Keenan was at the moment, holding back the desire that could not be channeled.
Even though Keenan could vent all that to her, forcing her to give her obligations as a wife to cure her body id pain.
However, Keenan is not so, her husband prefers to be tortured and hold all that, in order not to make Riska feel forced.
"Why, Bang? Why, Brother, didn't ask me?" tanya Riska, looked at Keenan with teary eyes.
"Am I so inappropriate?" ask again.
Keenan looked at Riskadalam, he could see his wife's body, was also wet with the same water.
Swallowing the difficult saliva paayaah, Keenan's hand was now on Riska's face, cupping her so gently.
Closing his eyes before finally saying. "No, it's not that. I just don't want to force you. I don't want you to sacrifice any more for me and give yourself up out of pity for me."
"Dude." Riska sobbed, the tears that she had been crying, now spilled out, mixed with water droplets.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he added.
"No, you're not wrong" Keenan said.
"I'm ready, Bang. Do it to me, I'm willing to give it all up tonight" Riska muttered in her sobs.
Keenan was surprised by what he heard from Riska's mouth, the tip of his lips twitching unable to hold his grin.
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