
As soon as they reached their dwelling Deya immediately walked into the kitchen, but her steps came to a halt when Edward said something.
"You don't have to make coffee or anything for me, I just need you right now." Edward's words really took him by storm. The man seemed to miss him a lot. Is he able to let go of a man as good as that. His chest was sighing in pain.
In two steps Edward was already behind Deya, pulling her in a hug, wrapping one arm to the chest and the other to the waist.
"I'm sorry, ." whispered Edward, looking down at the woman's neck. "For leaving you alone for these two days."
Deya clenched her hands tightly. This parting was hard for him. "Mas" He turned around in his arms, wrapped both arms around Edward's neck and with a sense of despair, as sharp as the pain in his eyes, pulled his head closer.
"Don't say much, I miss you, miss you so much" Deya murmured on Edward's lips. Squeeze the man's hair under the man.
As soon as the warmth of Deya's body spread across Edward's body, he began to react which he had always experienced with that taste and touch. Deya is an angel who was in his dreams long ago and now comes into this world.
Deya kisses Edward's lips, enjoying something he yearns for but cannot have.
"Mas" whispered Deya hoarsely. There is no sadness for tonight let him be happy even if only one night only enjoy the togetherness of those who stay one night. She just wanted to give her best to her husband one last time. Giving affection may be the love he just realized when going to part with her.
Edward lifts Deya's body and takes her upstairs right where their room is. Opening the door and looking at the bed with a soft light light illuminated their room.
Dahaga was in Deya's eyes when she saw her husband was ready to fight with her. He sat next to her hips the woman and bowed his body looking at Deya.
"I miss you" whispered Edward. With fingers creeping from top to bottom. Makes Deya's body stiffen.
"This time let me do it" Deya pinta. Edward slipped his fingers into Deya's hair and hugged and rolled until their position changed. Deya who was on top of Edward's hard body.
Continuously staring at Edward, Deya began to open the cover of his body in a slow and seductive motion. Edward folded his hands to the back of his head enjoying the show that was in front of him.
"You're beautiful like that."
"Didn't I always look pretty, that's what you say." Deya starts sticking her mouth to Edward's sensitive body parts. Making the electric nerve in his body light up encourages the burning desire sek$$$ in his body and almost blind due to passion.
"Deya.." he enjoyed every service Deya gave him. This time it felt different, that was what Edward felt. Something is wrong but what is it. Edward didn't want to bother. He just wanted to move, and unite with the woman. Making sweat flood both of them.
This is what always happens when he is with Deya. Deya always drives her crazy with all the generosity she shows either in the room or outside the room. Deya indulges and thrills herself with a devastating touch. Until the unlimited pleasure finally turned into a despair that existed in Deya. That this is as a parting gift from him to his beloved husband.