
Sidney sits in the living room waiting for Paris to get dressed, and sees Hanna deftly in action in Paris's mini kitchen making tea for her. "Diminum, Sid," he said with a smile.
"thank you. You don't drink?"
"Oh, just had a meal with Paris. Hungry after what we did, so still full."
Hungry after what they did? What did they do to make them hungry?
Sidney was always in an inner war when things made her uncomfortable.
"You're Paris' college friend?"
"Yes.we're friends. He often told me about you. You just finished high school, huh? Where are you going to college?"
"Here." Paris came out after wearing full clothes. Jeans and white T-shirts oblong. Sidney followed in Paris' footsteps with eyeballs that exuded the sense of fascination she felt.
"My boyfriend is very handsome... Ris, I miss you." she said in her heart.
But it turns out not only Sidney who is currently looking towards Paris and with an enchanted look as well, Hana did the same.
"Do you really want to study here? At Oxford? What major?"
Sidney was silent. Considering is Paris embarrassed that he will only study at universities in Indonesia? Or it could be that she didn't graduate the state university, would Paris be ashamed to admit her as her lover?
"That's..."
"Whatever campus she's from in London, close to me" Paris said, embracing Sidney's shoulder. "Han, you're not coming home? I want to be with my girl. Go home!"
Paris is famous for the way he likes to talk, making Sidney who hears it is not pleasant. But Paris doesn't seem to care.
"Yes, I go home first, yes," said Hana standing up from her seat. Looking at Sidney as if embarrassed to be treated like that.
"Why is that how you talk to Hana?" sidney asked after the door closed.
"Ah, don't mess around. I'm used to talking about him like that. It will not hurt. No, don't talk about him. I miss you so much. Still can't believe you're here" said Paris stroking Sidney's pretty face.
The girl just smiled shyly. Without a word, Paris touched the tiny lips with her thumb, then raised Sidney's chin, wanting to satisfy her eyes looking at the beautiful eyes she had always longed for.
There is no word, only the action he did to prove his feelings, their longing that has been mounting.
The kiss turned lum*Itan, deep and also torturous, because it was so longing. Paris' lips began to penetrate into Sidney's smooth neckline.
"I would love to make you all mine" whispered Paris taking off their kiss.
"You want it?" whispered Sidney who had also been lulled, she was resigned if they had to do that.
Paris crazy. Body's hot. All this time he was only doing hand sports if it was on the tip, he would take his phone looking at all the photos of Sidney on the girl's Instagram.
Now there are people, they are also far from the parents, have finished school, even if Sidney is pregnant, they just carry out the marriage. His parents will understand too.
The head of Paris had started to rise, her body was shaking, and she decided to take Sidney to her room. In her carry the girl with their lips still remains intertwined.
With his feet Paris opened the door and closed it again. Full of feelings, Paris laid Sidney's body, then eroded the distance by devouring greedily Sidney's lips. Paris even held Sidney's head, by placing her hands on Sidney's head, enjoying the opening dinner.
His hands started guerrilla, stroking and also making one by one Sidney shirt buttons.
The cold temperature in the room plus the touch of Paris' hand made Sidney stiffened, frozen with a beating heart thump. Paris's face descended and then ventured to her tender possession. The surface was wet by the lick of Paris not only above, below was also wet.
Paris terminated their contract. Pulling the girl's hand, helping Sidney undress, removing the twins' cover until it pokes, puffing beautifully defiantly.
Paris saw Sidney's reddened face. Beautiful and very seductive. The eyeballs of Paris have also been blackened, want to immediately control Sidney.
Paris again enveloped Sidney's innocent body with her body. Sweeping back the girl's lips, then blinking Sidney's smooth skin. Play with two chewy fruits whose ends look brownish pink.
He misses, they also had time to this stage at school, but did not get undressed and b*ra Sidney.
Now as if access belongs to Paris, he wants to devour both. Sidney's pretty big, she wonders why Sidney always hides behind her great t-shirt.
Paris married both of them, until Sidney's moaning sounded so beautiful in her ears. His tongue began to play its peak until Sidney had to close her eyes because of the unspeakable sense of pleasure.
Belonging to Paris is hardened down there, he wants Sidney right then and there. Paris suddenly got up, looked at Sidney's face, looking for if there was any sign of regret on the girl's face, but there was nothing. Paris looked down to open Sidney's jeans, until it looked only one of his most core places.
Paris, who had been on the verge of sanity, pulled his clothes from the back of his head to the chest and his muscles were perfectly formed. Then, shamelessly because he considered his Sidney, Paris made his pants, only to stay boxer and when he saw the fear in Sidney's eyes that suddenly appeared, Paris stopped his movement. Those eyes took her at the time when Lia was on the verge of the end of her life. "Paris take care of Sidney, yeah. Love and love Sidney. Aunt wants Paris to be able to match her. If Paris loved him one day, Paris would make him feel appreciated, and loved even though Auntie was no longer there. Titip Sidney, yes..."
Paris' body is stiff. Sidney sat down and stretched out her hand to be beside him. "What's up, honey?"
"I saw your fear at a glance. Take me on the night Aunt Lia is leaving. There was fear in his eyes. He's afraid that you won't be loved, loved, guarded and protected. I've never told you that Aunt Lia asked me to take care of you, and one day marry you if I feel love for you. One thing I realized, should I love you, I can keep my naf*su. Not taking your honor, without marriage."
Paris pulls Sidney's body into her swallow chest*jang. "I'm sorry, honey for not being able to control myself. Take care of your honor for me, until we get married."
Sidney nodded. Then kiss the man's chest. "Honey, don't fishing anymore, it's still up" said Paris pulled Sidney's hand to touch the mister P who was still tense behind the Boxer.