The authentic love
XXXIX
Madailéin advantage of the absence of Chung start preparing for his birthday. He wanted his thirty-three years are celebrated in peace and harmony.
They were married for one month to the day. He had offered the most extravagant days, even a little too much to her taste. Irish weddings are often extravagant, but it won the prize. This day that ended two years of waiting. Since she had seen him for the first time she had known he would be not than an other man in her life. Especially after the death of Sato, she was closed on herself and she did not had intend to meet another man, even at her young age, which for another, thirty, she was considered an old skin scrap, as stated by some people close to Chung.
1 - She is said to herself that he had probably had a malfunction at the plant gate, because it did not seem to bother him. The supervisor of the proper conduct of all stages of manufacture to its release, and thus analyze a failure to find the problem has perhaps not been done and she is very fortunate. Anyway, she imagines that the product defect caused by improper handling is not covered under warranty. She fallen on the "only" defective product among billions. This is no small thing.
Strangely, Sato had to be from the same plant. And come to think, Mori and Saki as well. With jealousy and ... virility so-called non-visible including. She found rather funny, the vision of some people without even a priori, discussed with the persons concerned.
She burst out laughing all alone in the kitchen. She jumped when Chung came behind her.
- Oh Lord! You scared me! she said. I thought you'd gone for the day! she said surprised.
- I am not allowed to come home, "he said. If you can think for a second that I can keep my hands away from you is that you would have interest in consulting and quickly.
- Thank you baby, how charming. she said by caressing his face.
- Why are you laughing just now, "he asked.
- No, nothing ...
- Go tell me! he said.
His hands shook against her of more and more.
- You will want to even when I will be old? she said with a smile.
- Even when I will be old! he said. So why are you laughing? he insisted.
- I was thinking about some things that's all ...
- What kinds of things!
His lips brushed against her collarbone, which was laid bare due to the top she was wearing.
- You can not even imagine the things I want to make you! he said.
- I was busy, you see! she said.
- Busy doing what? You expected someone? he said lightly pinching her waist.
- No, it's your birt (...)
Suddenly, his hands tore her vest easily in two.
- You feel really forced to do this every time? she asked.
- You don't care about it, he murmured, and I'm too busy to discuss it.
- You know how many clothes you have torn the past two years? "she said.
- No ...
The ripple of muscles beneath his skin fascinated her, and he took advantage to unbutton his skirt and remove it, with her underwear. She was still embarrassed to be exposed before him.
He took her by the hair and pulled her head back. He put his lips to her ear.
- You love me? he asked.
- Yes, she replied.
His hands were everywhere at once. She struggled for breath at every slow and gentle caresses.
- Calm down, you're too nervous, he said.
His lips reached hers. The feeling that he left on her mouth was enough to make her forget the moment when he separated from his pants. She only realized that when she felt his virility against her.
- Oh! Excuse me! he murmured.
He groaned silently by squeezing her against him. Their souls seemed to fuse to each other.
She was beginning to show her impatience, it was the time that he preferred to tease her. They considered these moments, as privileged, unique. Extensions of their beings, their hearts, or the separation is nonexistent. One heart, one soul. Nothing can separate them. Their souls are united, forgetting themselves in the maze of deep and sincere feelings, which often arise from misunderstandings of others. He felt a deep sadness that some people refuse to see her with the eyes of the heart, can not recognize her. But he did not want to miss the joy his only happiness.
She stared at his body, so strong and fresh, so exciting somehow. He moved on a steady pace, perfectly controlled and calculated. The fire consumed them from within. His grunts were all that her ears could perceive when she reached her paroxysm.
He hidden his nose into her neck and his skin fresh, was perfect against hers, hot as she was.
These moments, also helped her to discover this man, the man she loved. She could admit it, she was happy, happy not to have listened to these words, these malicious gossip.
After going under the shower, they dressed and they went to the salon.
She watched their wedding picture. Contemplating she felt his person had spent in her.
Chung's lips came to her ear as if he had read her thoughts.
- The most beautiful thing that I was seen given, is to see you on our wedding day, he said, kissing her temple.
- You deserve so much more than I can give you, and yet ,you hast given everything.
His hand caressed her lower back and she smiled. He smiled back and kissed her tenderly.
- Stop it, Sami said cutting them. It's time to celebrate your birthday with dignity, without your obscenities!
- Sami, you can not hit like everyone else! Chung said coldly.
- It was not closed, said Sami. Madailéin uh! This is my birthday soon, too, will I be entitled to such treatment! he added with a smile.
- Samiiii .... Chung said, he glanced him coldly.
Sami groaned, and opened of door, to go on the terrace.
To be continued ...
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1- This is a wink to what people may say again and again ... Prejudices ... I've had and I still ... I'm reddish all the comments I have heard that more often pejorative. And the Irish ... the Irish have a bad temper ... Well yes, there are people with bad characters and it's not associated with a nationality. And most were unaware of Irish and had never been in Ireland. To talk, assert and argue that all persons are identical ... that's why I made reference to of manufacturing plant ...
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Karole McDowell 2011 - (c) Reproduction is prohibited without permission from the author.
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