Chapter 48: Chapter 48

“He's so possessive, so bitter, sweet, detailed and has that soft side to him that ufff.." I smile when I hear what my friend says, "his anger issues make him look more attractive, " she smiles, "that man has it all, don't let him go skinny."

Chuckling, I say, "damn woman, you must stop being so infatuated. I'm done the appetizers, let's go with the boys."

"No thanks, the last time I ate something of yours, I almost died."  "Loan refuses to even taste the food.

"You are weak, your girlfriend helped me, I promise that this time I have nothing or maybe, is there something I should take revenge for?"  I raise an eyebrow and they look at me.

"For my part there is nothing," Kahin takes a piece of carrot and puts it in his mouth.

"Neither on my part," Loan shrugs.

"Well then, you can eat in peace, I helped prepare that too," my friend growls, "how much mistrust there is around here," she sits on her boyfriend's lap and shoves a piece of carrot in his mouth.

"Okay, okay," he e says once he swallow, "it's just that you are to be feared and with how annoying you have become because we would play, I thought you would make us pay, that is, I don't distrust you but the lethal one, God forbid." I look at him offended.

"Don't talk about my Sweetie like that, she's an ange," Kahin assures him, that makes me laugh and more when he winks at me, sitting on his legs I look into his eyes, he has been patient with me, he has helped me to recover my security, I no longer try to remember what happened to me. Without a doubt, this is the man I need in my life, one who supports me and never abandons me, and if he does, it is to make those who hurt me pay, "if you keep looking at me like that, I won't know what to think."  I smile a little sorry.

"It's just that I'm realizing what kind of man you are," I see him smile in that cute way he has.

"What kind of man am I? A sexy, powerful, attractive, wealthy, ruling, intelligent, capable and unique one?" I chuckled at his arrogance.

"One who believes himself to be all powerful and is governed when, how and where they want, in conclusion, a mandilón," I bring him down from the cloud.

"But only you do that, I'm only like that with you," he purses his lips, giving him a kiss on them, I nod.

"And that's what I like, that only I can achieve something like that," he growls.

"Loan, I think we'll save the game for later," he gets up with me in his arms, he walks while he gives me those hot kisses that lead me to ecstasy, feeling him clutch his hands to my ass makes me gasp, bad thoughts want to get to me, but I avoid it, I don't remember anything about what happened and I'm not going to try to remember it, not anymore.

"You don't know how long I waited for this moment," his rocky voice sends currents that go from my ears to my lower abdomen, his hands touching my body over my clothes makes me tremble, that man with just his way of touching me, makes me fall into a deep temptation, "I'm going to remind you what it's like to make love to each other, I'm going to savor you so that your body remembers who its owner is, I'm going to make you scream my name and make you lose control." My gasps don't stop, Kahin always knows what to say and do. He is subtly undressing me, while his fingers run over my naked skin and his gaze screams at me what he will do. Feeling naked under his gaze makes me close my eyes, I'm excited, I'm eager and I want it like never before, I want to have those memories that when I was away from him, they made my skin burn and wet my panties, I want my man that aroused such desire in me, makes me remember everything we did, "as perfect as ever," he added as he runs his fingers from my left nipple to my wet cleft.

"Aaaahhhhh Kahin," I whisper for that current blow that his contact has given me, "do not make me wait," I say to him, feeling the intensity of his gaze on my body turns me on more, can you overcome the excitement even when it is already disconcerting? How stupid my question, with this man of course.

"I want you to look at me," he says as he stands up next to the bed, "I want you to see how I undress, I want you to remember my body and know that only I can be in your memory," he, who was still in a suit, takes off his jacket, lets it fall to the ground with sensuality, this is from the devil, every second that passes I gain a hundred steps to hell for the lustful thoughts that he provokes in me. My parched mouth is not able to secrete saliva, the slowness with which he undoes his buttons makes me cardiac, his foolish gaze goes down to his pants where a huge bulge rises, "I want you to look up," he asks me in an intimate tone, I immediately obey him and there are those pectorals that I love so much, those almost non-existent hairs kill me, his abs so worked that in each movement they become more marked, they cause the tongue to pass through each of those spaces. When he completely removed his shirt, he also let it fall to the floor, his tanned and perfect body attracts me in an alarming way, I feel like the liquid from my sex slides up to my anus, he takes his hands to his belt and goes  slowly removing it, "this is what you want, this is what will make you come back to me, this is what will make you forgive me and decide to be happy and forget everything that separated us."

My breathing is increasing, my desires for him already exceed the limits, my body is so hot that not even the fire makes a comparison, the lust and the morbid that I feel must be crimes. Seeing how his pants fall and behind the Calvin Klein boxer, that abnormal and gigantic erection rises, my vagina contracts quickly and that makes me gasp, "I like how your body recognizes me, I love how I own your pleasure and the way you admire me makes me go crazy," he is taking off his boxer with a sensuality that lets me die, his cock is released and I, who is so eager, pass my tongue over my lips to try to wet them, totally naked he begins to massage himself and that made me crazy, without realizing how much I am already lying down and open legs.

"I need you," I whisper hoarsely, he smiles at me sideways and without waiting any longer he leans on me, our sexes connect perfectly, "mmmmm," I mumble from what I felt. Kahin separates from my mouth and kisses my neck to go down to my breasts, the thoughts take over me. Did those men have done the same to me?  Have they seen my body with such desire and lust? When I feel it sinking into me, it makes me clear my doubts, it hurts as it always does, but this time more, for the time I had without sex, my hands go to his back and I can witness his skin crawl.

"I missed you a lo," he whispers as he forces himself into me, "I couldn't do so much masturbation anymore," he exerts a little more force and pushes himself into me, I squeal at the abruptness, "sorry," he apologizes and kisses my lips, his hips are taking rhythm, I want it, I'm excited and I want to be with him, there is nothing stronger than what he makes me feel, but the doubts and memories that I myself created in me memory comes to my head, tears come out of my eyes and the images of Ian over me overcome me, when looking at Kahin it is not him, it is Ian who makes me his, it is him looking at me in a horrible way and laughing in a mocking way.

"Stop," I yell, shaking him off, "stop ..." I scream scared.

"Sweet calm down, it's me ... Baby calms down," hearing his voice brings me back to reality.

"I'm sorry ..." I apologize letting myself be carried away by tears, I feel him leave me, and then hug me tightly, "I'm sorry I reacted like that ... I ... I ... I'm sorry, we can do it again," I try to separate myself from him, but he won't allow it.

"Quiet Sweet, you don't have to," he kisses my head, "we better save this for when you're okay."

Feeling bad about everything that happened, I begin to cry more desperately, "what if I don't remember anything, does this happen to me? Why did Ian come to mind? Why not just move on from this and now?  I should do it, after all, I don't remember what happened ... I already want to forget everything Kahin ... I don't want to suffer any more for this, help me to forget," I ask him in a sob, I feel like he embraces me with more force.

"I'm here for you, I'll help you move on, I want you to know that you're going to forget this."

Desperately I cry all I want, crying in his arms frees me.