Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.173 Letting Go of Single Time

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"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, though he finally couldn't hold back the twitching tip of his lips.

"Thank you, I promise I'll do it with perlhan." Keenan immediately scooped Riska's face, after saying that, fusing his lips with Riska's lips, he tried to restrain himself and did not act rudely to his wife.

Riska closed her eyes, enjoying the touch Keenan gave her, her hand squeezing tightly into the dress beside her.

The man, releasing the link of his second lip, felt Riska start to run out of breath. He stuck his forehead on Riska's forehead, his second breath out, racing to reach for oxygen to fill each other's lungs.

"Reply to me" said Keenan before reuniting their lips.

Keenan further tightened his embrace on Riska's body, biting little on Riska's lower lip until the girl screeched and opened her mouth, giving Keenan's tongue access to explore deeper.

Both of them are now starting to run away with the desire that almost controlled his body, under the jubilation of cold water that hit their bodies. Adding to the increasingly urgent desire to be let go.

Riska felt a strange twirling inside her body, she wriggled as she felt Keenan's hand start creeping around looking for the sensitive side of her body.

Keenan turned on Riska's smooth neck, he sucked and twitched a little, giving a sign of possession there.

Not biting his lower lip, holding back the sound he felt like he wanted to let out, as the foreign taste made him even more unstoppable.

Riska's hand, embracing her husband's body, looking for a grip, as she felt her body getting weaker, her legs limp as if they could no longer hold her own.

Keenan further tightened his embrace, as he felt Riska's body deteriorating further, almost falling down. He put his lips together again.

Grep's!

With a single move, Riska was already inside Keenan's sling, without letting go of the link of their lips.

Eungh!

Riska squealed stuck between their kisses. Reflexes, she glorified her hands on the nape of her husband. Keenan's lips are still actively giving a touch there.

Walking with wide steps, out of the bathroom and resting Riska's body on the bed, so gently.

He climbed up creeping over Riska's body, confining the small body. Their eyes clashed back, staring at each other with various flavors inside the chest.

The hearts of both are hammered, each other disembowel blood increasingly rushing throughout the body.

Keenan began to lower his body, giving a touch back in every inch of his wife's body, he adored with subtle movements, making Riska growl holding back the sound of des*h*n who could no longer be held back.

Srrakk!

Akhs!

Riska screeched as Keenan tore off the dress she was wearing with a single move and threw it in any direction. Until now his body was only covered by two small fabrics in the core only.

The man grinned, and lowered his face again, touching the neck to the top of the chest. He continues to descend until now to the valuable assets of tiska which is still covered by cloth with light brown color.

His hand was outstretched, he opened the covering cloth, and threw it back.

One of Keenan's hands was now perched on the top of the mountain of enjoyment, squeezing it slowly. While his lips came into play, Riska could no longer hold back the voice.

Keenan's desire seemed to be spurred, hearing the sound of the omen of pleasure coming out of Riska's mouth.

"Eject, Riska. Call my name," said Keenan, he paused his activity briefly, staring at Riska's red face with a gasp of breath, before again drowning her face in Riska's body.

His hand now turned to the girl's most precious asset, he gave a slight subtle movement there until the voice came back out. His head was getting down every bit of that delicate skin, with nothing in sight,

Keenan raised his head again, looking at Riska who was now also looking at him. He saw there was concern in the glare of my eyes.

"I promise to do it very slowly" Keenan said, trying to bring calm to the girl under his control.

His hands crept back down, without letting go of the link of their lips, slipping in, groping the heaven of the world that would soon be his.

Playing with a smooth movement and cradling, Keenan did not allow his wife to stop feeling pleasure, until finally the body was plain, without a single thread blocking it.

Keenan lifted his body he opened the pants that were still attached, freeing something that had been tormented in there since, rebellious wanted to be released immediately.

Riska turned her face away, she did not dare to look at Keenan who was now preparing to continue to the next session.

His heart was getting along with the foreign feeling that now ruled his whole body, his mind screaming in fear, to do that, even though his own body was eager to resume the fun activity.

Keenan opened Riska's legs, positioning as best he could, he re-encrusted the small body, preparing to begin the unification.

His hand grabbed Riska's face, directing her to look at her. "Open your eyes, baby. Look at me."

A soft voice with a warm breath sweep on her face, made Riska's eyes slowly open with blushing cheeks.

"Abang, I .. I'm afraid," she said, she dropped her gaze, unable to see Keenan's face. Not only was she afraid to let go of her crown, she was also afraid of facing their lives ahead of her.

The man fell, he kissed Riska's old forehead, then raised his face again. Riska's eyes warmed up, feeling how warm her lips were. He opened his eyes again after the warmth was no more.

"I'll take responsibility, we're married, so what are you worried about, Hem?" keenan asked as if he knew what was in his wife's heart.

Check why Keenan, he tried to convince himself back. He could feel that something was already pressing down on his sensitive part below.

"I'll do it slowly, you hold on for a bit, yes," Keenan continued before beginning his unification.

Keenan started to move to unite the bodies of the two, Riska felt pain when something broke through her forcing to enter her body. She bit her lower lip, with her hands squeezing the bedsheet tightly until it looked strong.

"Abang" Riska's hand pressed Keenan's chest, forcing her husband to stop.

Keenan stopped, he looked at his wife's red face. "Give me your pain, Ris."

Keenan muttered softly, before fusing their lips back together, with a loud bang at the bottom. Crashed himself against the wall of upholstery that blocked his entrance.

"Hg." Riska grabbed onto Keenan's shoulder, as intense pain was felt at the bottom.

Keenan stopped his movements, letting Riska ease his pain. As well as himself, his property felt pulsating with the sensation he had just obtained.

This was also the first time for Keenan, He felt pain as much as Riska, so he had to stop the game first, to breathe in and let his own adapt to Riska's.

Keenan growled as the pain turned into a sense of pleasure, as he moved back, after feeling his wife's body had calmed down.

His lips and hands again gave touch to add to the pleasure he felt, as well as his wife. Until a few moments later the apartment room was colored with a variety of typical sounds of romance as well as a strong aroma that was presented.

Both of them enjoy this night, a night so historic, the night off the single period that they have been keeping for their respective partners.

"Thank you, baby. From tonight you are mine, everything you have is mine" Keenan said as he ended his game and dropped himself next to Riska.

Riksa did not answer, his body was tired and needed rest, he closed his eyes with breath that was still panting, the sweat was still soaking his body. They were so late with the remnants of the romance they had just done.

Keenan pulled the blanket over their innocent body, hugged his wife tightly and drowned in comfort and relief inside her chest.

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