The Love of the Racer
Forget Just about

The hot air is getting inflamed, lulled in the touch of an unmoved lena. The roar of the crown of souls within the chest was as if it was drumming. The two bodies of the human child are now no longer able to avoid arousal points.

As if the sacred advice of parents who have been role models is just a pseudo whisper. It echoes a glance into the ear and instantly passes. Letting yourself be imprisoned.

"I'm sorry, I can't hold it anymore." It was heard several times Jeaven repeated an apology in between his fondling.

Jesslyn did not say. He prefers to balance the kiss of Jeaven on his lips. Small essences also play when the big fingers of the man play naughty at the top of the chest. However, the woman had to swallow in disappointment as the touch on her body paused.

For a moment, Jeaven stared at Jesslyn's bright-looking netra. Dive into hazel pearls with a hammering vibe. There is a frame of taste that is unable to be strung together by oral scratches combined. He was tossed between his brain and his heart. Until the gentle whisper of the woman again invites the mist of lust.

"Jeaven .. My body wants it. I can't hold it much longer. Hot," shrieked Jesslyn. His hand began to lead Jeaven's hand down to the bottom of the valley of womanhood.

"You're wet" whispered Jeaven with an increasingly misty black eye. He has lost against the desire that continues to break the passion of his libido.

The pair of Adam's children were no longer able to use human common sense. Currently they are locked in the circle of lovemaking passion. The ideals of gulping down the sumbanarasa increasingly bubbling. And the devil chuckled victorious and cheered happily.

"Ahk! Jeav!"

A wave of moans pierced through the hot atmosphere, along with droplets of blood flowing from Jesslyn's crown gate. Clear thread rippled from the eye frame. Lost is a precious thing that has been guarded all this time.

Belonging to Jeaven finally managed to tear the membrane of purity that should be protected. His defensive wall collapsed, burying the rubble of his parents' trust he had so far. Jeaven lost badly now.

They are already lost in the error of heaven. Unification occurs without a plan. All this just happened. Lust is soaring above the head.

Tired of greeting at the end of the pleasure of making love. The pair of innocent bodies seemed to droop helplessly, clutching each other under the covers and slumped into their depths.

The ticking of the clock is still rhythmic, rotating without pause, passing the time in the morning blind.

Slowly Jeaven began to wake up from her dream. Small squirms along with open eyes. He frowned because of the rest of the dizziness on the head. Next to the reflex hand massages the temple lightly. Until the shadow of last night's romance flashed in his memory.

At the sight of a petite beautiful figure that was still sinking into his embrace. A sense of regret immediately snatched the chest.

I finally acted recklessly. How is it different from an asshole?

Jeaven cursed self that is unable to withstand the turmoil of his lust when with Jesslyn. Intentions want to protect the woman from Rocky's perverted actions, but instead he himself destroys them.

This is a hero who is not worthy of being called a hero.

Jeaven suddenly remembered, how he so enjoyed the activities of making love his first experience with no sense of regret. This is one of the reasons, why he is so anti with the intoxicating devil's drink. He could lose control, anything else when with Jesslyn.

Though I simply water it with cold water or give the drink neutralizing effect of the drug.

Jeaven's little heart was muzzling in frustration because of her stupidity. Plus the shadow of Jennis's face makes him even more wrapped in a huge guilt.

A small movement in his arms suddenly broke the window of Jeaven's sorry daydream. He watched Jesslyn slowly open her eyes. Apparently the woman started to return from her dream.

Jeaven reflexes slammed her eyes to the side as Jesslyn's innocent body no longer took cover under the covers. "Close your body," the man asked as his mind swore in annoyance. It could be his back stiffened at a time when regret still hung in the heart.

"Yeah! Don't look!" The woman's strangulation followed by a quick motion of her hands scooping the blanket to cover her body.

"Sorry" said Jeaven. He scooped his pants on the floor and put them on.

Suddenly awkward atmosphere. Both of them remember the incident last night.

"We shouldn't do it." Jesslyn bowed in regret. A second later, however, he looked at Jeaven, who was sitting on his back on the lip of the bed. Honestly, at this time he really hopes more for the man who is still in his heart. "What about our relationship status?"

Jeaven turned the neck to the side, until the sharp end of her nose was reached by Jesslyn's gaze. "Nothing will change with the status of our relationship."

"But we did that last night." Jesslyn's voice sounded disappointed.

"What good is it that a relationship starts with mistakes?" Jeaven's words began to reach out to Jesslyn's soft, rough heart.

Jeaven stood up and twisted her body to face perfectly towards Jesslyn. His eyes were very meaningful, but very difficult to understand.

"Let's just say last night never happened. Erase it from your memory immediately" said the man, who was very cold.

The dew points begin to pool in the eye pelupuk, but as much as possible not allowed to shed just like that. Jesslyn was still trying to stand up with all her might.

"How can you say that after taking my virginity?" Jesslyn started to get emotional from being disappointed.

Jeaven did not reply to the question posed to him. Only a thread in the heart is unknown to the woman.

Smiling bitterly withstanding the pain in the heart, Jesslyn spoke again. "A prostitute turns out to be much more valuable than me. They get at least money and enjoyment. Not infrequently they smile happily because they reap satisfaction at the end of their work."

"Don't equate yourself with a whore." For some reason, Jeaven did not like to hear Jesslyn's words.

"But that's the reality now. All this time I've been chasing you like a woman with no pride. And now, my chastity was stained with disappointment in my heart. Even if it's a mistake, but I still feel like I'm losing!" Jesslyn started to get carried away. Even though the tears were still firmly held back but his high tone of voice was enough to imply that he was not okay.

"Sorry." Again Jeaven said an apology but was always out of sync with his cold countenance. Jesslyn was even hesitant, was her speech truly heartfelt?

"Forget it. This incident I take as a warning from God, that you are not good for me, and I am not a woman who deserves your love."

Jesslyn closed her body tightly with a blanket, then brought her legs down the bed. But apparently, his intimate organs are not ready to receive a throbbing pain due to the actions of Jeaven last night. So he chose to sit back with an uncomfortable face.

"You why?" Jeaven apparently noticed the strange expression of the woman in front of him.

"It's none of your business."

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