Forbidden Love On A Full Night
Sweetest Farewell

I was awakened by the sound of the sluggish voices of D'Ranch guests outside my cottage. It was almost six in the morning, and out there, the warm sun was beginning to shine. Awkwardly, I rested on both elbows and looked around the room, with the sweet smell of passion still lingering in the air.

I looked down at the man who was sound asleep beside me and felt a sharp and sudden longing, which defied all my logic and fear. Not a longing for physical release, but something much deeper, harder to see. The need to touch, smell, hug, and possess fully. The need to stay-to be tied up in marriage.

I raised one hand and brushed the hair off my face. My God, it's time for Ram to leave. Afraid of falling back to sleep, I sat up straight, rose from Ram's slender, warm body figure and forced myself right out of bed. My feet touched the floor, but, unable to hold back, I looked back. Ram looked even more handsome than when he woke up, because in his sleep, he looked much more relaxed.

Sleepily, I stretched my body, touched my toes, and considered how the man was as a child. I think she must be adorable, no doubt about that.

With a smile, I grabbed my cloak lying on the floor and put it on, wrapped it back in my bare body and then crawled back up onto the bed, approaching my lover.

Gently, I lowered my head to kiss her cheek. It's time for him to leave. I had to wake her up to let her go and ask her to come home safely.

Like this for the first time, I thought. I laugh at myself. Ram is a tough young man who may have conquered the high cliffs thousands of times. Why should I worry about him? My worries are unreasonable.

Well, despite being kissed, Ram still didn't move. Very gently, I sucked her earlobe and bit her lightly. Sensing that, Ram's eyes shook open, and from under the covers, he rolled over to pull me back into his arms. Clamming, Ram stared at me. Then, almost then and there, her face broke into a beautiful sleepy smile.

"You are so beautiful" she whispered, her voice still thick with drowsiness. "How lucky I am to have you."

Ah, dreadlocks! Playing around, I poked his rib lightly with one finger. "Based on the sweet-mouthed man," my lead.

"Oh, well!" furious, dragged me under the blanket and crawled over my body with all his weight. "For God's sake, I'll show you what a sweet mouth is, you naughty little girl."

Oh my God, he just blew my lips wildly. "Why is it sweeter?" whispered. "I'll show you.

"Oh...!"

Geez, geez, geez....

The sweet-mouthed man slammed into my neck, biting and sucking the nape of my neck firmly. It's so sweet, and, so delicious....

"Oh, hey!" I was suffocated in shock when Ram stretched my thighs with his knees and flicked the bottom of my robe. "Nearly six. Don't you have to go?"

He just scoffed silly. His one hand moved towards his outstretched desire and immediately turned to me. "For a calmness.born and inner," he said. "Nobody's gonna protest if I'm half an hour late."

Hmm. He's addicted to the sweetness of lovemaking.

"Akh!" my breath was immediately stuck in my throat.

Crazy one! He's really gone crazy! Quickly and loudly, he entered me and revealed himself suddenly.

"Ah... Purna," he whispered, looking down at me. "I don't want any tenderness this morning. Can I go crazy on you? I want to be free and wild, and a little rough? Can you?" He deepened his movements again, and I gasped, struggling to get behind. "Say yes, Purna?"

The deg!

Oh my God, eight years ago I knew there was a wildness in that man's soul, just that I didn't expect him to say it so blatantly, and, asking him from me.

He smiled, then he flexibly pulled my robe out and threw it on the side of the bed. "Thank you, honey" he said with a kiss on the top of my nose.

I nodded, intending to prepare myself, but...

"Akh!"

Holy wow...! Faster than I thought, Ram yanked himself again at me. "For God's sake, I'm sorry, honey. Excuse me. Ughhhh!"

Crazy one! I gasped at the attack. It was too late to realize that my body was not fully ready. But Ram didn't seem to notice. With another whisper of apology, he pushed himself stronger and deeper, lifting and stretching the *my sexy okongku to cradle himself as he slid down each time from his hips that jolted back and forth with his almighty power.

I had to adjust to his madness....

As my body became used to the man again, my legs wrapped around his waist and made me gravitate towards him. With my hands drooping over my head with no place to hold, I felt so light and weightless, fluttering and floating in the softness of the bed as the man stood firm on his knees, looming over me, overshadowing my bare body with a face as broad and as hard as his will.

Slightly afraid of the intensity that radiated in the man's eyes, I loosened my legs on his hips, but he raised my legs higher, put them on his shoulders, and, instead, put them on his shoulders, making his attack firmer into my gentleness, making my mouth gap -- scream without a sound. Under my body, the head of the bed was shaken by the force of the pressure of his body.

"Ssssssh... arggggg...!" Ram growled as he deepened his movements again, and I again gasped, making my feet slide down by itself and anchored above his thighs. Then, violently, Ram lowered his hand on my shoulder, pressed my shoulder deeply on the bed, forced me not to move, and gave me no room or place to hold on or dodge. My entire body overflowed towards him, and I felt the end of the release being very close. The rhythm of Ram's deep movements continued and continued, mercilessly, as if without beginning or end.

Aaaaah.I felt my body tremble as my hips and shoulders were pressured by the man's weight, the power of his punjaman. He does it again and again - - caressing, punishing, flirting with passion - his intensity is too great to bear. I felt that my soul would be separated from my body, its rhythmic movements and constantly pushing me to a level of consciousness - a place within me - that I did not know.

It was all too masterful, too much, until I got to an unstoppable peak. I screamed, holding my voice so it wouldn't be heard outside. "Yes! Yep!" my screams as the explosion occurred inside me along with Ram's insistence inside me. "Yyahoo...!"

I shrieked in the dim darkness of light in my closed room, mixed with his low and raucous voice as the man pushed, urged, and spilled his warmth within me. I was thrown into a burning passion. Gasps wild. Quailed. Burned with his passion. Then, it took a strong bite on the skin of my shoulder, and gripped my chest in full force. And, it was pulsating inside me after such a powerful release. Forcing his passion deeply in the center of my body. Pressing without mercy. Spreading the seeds of love.

Truly, he fulfilled this desire in every way.

In the silence afterward, I could still feel Ram's body pressing against the bed, still lying lazily on top of me, fused together in sweaty beads. Recover energy. Then, a few moments later, Ram smiled happily. Reluctantly, he got up and got out of bed, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom. A shower with warm water keeps him back in shape. I was already wearing back my robe when he came out with his cool style.

"A half seven. I have to go" he said, kissing me, and kissing me again.

I nodded, this time actually letting her go with a smile.

"Remember, you promised to miss me."

"I remember. Now I miss you. Seriously. I'll wait for you to come home."

"thank you. With you here, waiting for me, they might not travel as long as they want. Because I want to go home soon." Ram kissed me once more with a more violent possessive kiss, hugged me so tightly that he almost broke my ribs, then left.

I still smiled as I crawled back to bed, with a happy heart and feeling.

And now I need to sleep, get back to bed from the tiredness of the love attack from my wild lover. Incredibly wild.

Oh.. bristled I remember it....