"Um ... let me walk, please. It's getting late."

Wirata repeated softly, she was tired and thought if he carried her in this position like he was doing they were not going to reach the bathroom until tomorrow. Stefan shook his head and gave her a crafty smile.

"No, I like it like this."

The man never listened to anybody as she knew well. She sighed and let him do what he wanted. She rested her face on his broad shoulder.

But not for long when coming out to the living room, Wirata felt his evil weapon grew large inside her once again. He immediately placed her on an arm of the sofa.

"Aw, Wine. I am fucking hot again. You are making me swollen, Ah."

The whisper came and he bent down to put his mouth on hers while his hips started to move.

"Oh, Wine. You are so tight and so hot that I couldn't stand it. "

The low husky voice said into her ears and Wirata felt the heat shot up in her body so quickly to hear him and to see him like this. She didn't want to accept that he was so sexy. But that was the truth. He was a hot sexy man she had ever met.

"Oh, yes. Wine. It's so good. Ahhh..." He continued to groan while thrusting into her so hard and fast.

He bent his head and licked her two plump breasts, creating a more thrilling sensation for her. Their bottoms were rocking, moving, thrashing together crazily. Wirata could only moan, felt the joyous pleasure that he gave her nonstop.

"Oh, Stefan ..." She murmured his name.

"Yeah. Wine. Ahhh, do you like it?" He asked while breathing heavily and put up his speed to move his hips, thrusting in and out like he did not feel tired of it.

She couldn't reply back but moaned softly in her throat when he used his hand to stroke her soft spot between her legs to help her get more pleasure.

"Oh, Stefan...It's...Ah..."

She held on tight on his shoulders. Her feets hooked behind his hips and pressed them so that every time he pushed back in, it went so deep inside her, building up the thrilling emotion for both of parties.

Stefan liked to listen when she cried with pleasure, calling his name again and again. Her soft sweet voice fluttering with desire emotion.

"Oh ... Stefan ... Hurry ... Ah"

"Ask me again. Nicely."

He whispered, pretended to rattle fast enough to let her feel as if he's going to send her to the edge of heaven but when she was so close, then he stopped the movement immediately, causing Wirata floating between the earth and heaven. She couldn't believe what he just did.

"Stefan, don't stop. Please."

She tried to speak with heavy breathing. Stefan smiled, pleased with her begging. And he started moving again, banging her violently. It took only one minute when her body twitched and she screamed at the peak of heaven. Then he stopped his movement right away. She opened her eyes and looked at him because she thought he wanted to finish at the line, too.

"Um, What about you?"

She asked with shyness.

"I can't breathe, want some oxygen in my lung. Making love to you is more tiring than kicking people's asses. "

Wirata laughed softly to hear such a comparing. He complained but still didn't stop.

"You should stop then. Let me walk. You carry me like this it makes you more tire."

"I am kidding. I am fit enough to fuck you all night long. I just want to stay inside you like this for a minute. To feel your soft muscles squeezing my cock before I cum. It feels so good...Ohhh..."

He whispered huskily into her ears. Wirata then felt like to tease him a little so she squeezed him more and that made he groaned out so loud with thrilling sensation.

"Ohh, gosh! Wine. Are you picking on me? Ohhh..."

Then the strong hips began to pound hard, thrusting his thick and long shaft in and out quickly.

"Oh my god. Wine. You're killing me. I can't hold any longer. Gosh...Ah..."

He murmured while bouncing his hips, grabbed her swaying waist and pulled in to accept his thrust. His length went in her deepest every time barely rhythmically. She thrilled with the hard ramming. Until a minute later he sent her up and touched the seventh heaven again. From then, the tall body pounded into the depth to finally send himself up to be at the same point he just sent her.

"Are we going to have a shower tonight?"

She asked breathlessly. Because until now they still snuggled up on the arm of the luxurious sofa.

"Yeah, but what time I don't know."

The lustful man answered. Wirata sighed. His body and hers were now moist with sweat. His unique male body odor was smelling kind of lovely. Wirata put her nose at the crook of his neck. She liked the smell of him.

Stefan had noticed that she liked to sniff his neck and under his chin unknowing herself. He smiled with joy. He planted a kiss on her tangled hair. For a moment Stefan wished to hold her like this forever.

Then he blinked rapidly when realized what he was thinking.

What the fuck was he thinking?!!!

FOREVER?!!!!

That's crazy ... Forever, it sounded too long. He never endured any woman for more than a month.

Not to mention FOREVER and forget about it! ...

One year of his contract with her seemed long enough. He must be getting old to think that he was going to last longer with her. Getting older meant getting more patient, right?

"Stefan." a small voice drew him back. Stefan sighed and lifted her chin up.

"Huh. What?"

"Are we going?"

Wirata asked, wanted him to let her down. Their lower parts were still connected tightly.

"Let me walk by myself, please."

She asked softly and kissed on his broad chest.

"No. Hold on to my neck quick."

The stubborn man ordered. Wirata then quickly wrapped her arms around his neck as he told. The big hands put under her butt to support like before then he carried her to his bedroom and walked straight to the bathroom.

Wirata sighed with relief when he put her down to stand under the shower.

He reached out to turn on the shower and turned her around. Then pour the shampoo on her head. He was in a good mood. His handsome face lit up with a smile. Wirata thought he was adorable.

Then she shut her thinking... Adorable? That word wasn't suitable to be used to describe the man in front of her.

Wirata sighed again. She still stared at his awfully handsome face and he still was smiling and cheering.

This was a very dangerous smile for women. The women who had a weakness for a handsome face. His charm was dangerous for those who their heart easily to be rattled.

But it was not Wirata. She was a strong woman and had her clear consciousness and had beliefs to guide her way of life. Now Wirata put the invisible word on his forehead...

DANGEROUS!

Wirata helped to shampoo his hair and then washed him. Both of them quietly fondled each other with soap under the shower. It seemed as if they were having something to think in their head so they were showering in silent.

Stefan pulled a large towel to wrap around her body and carried her out of the bathroom. Put her to sit at the edge of the bed. He grabbed a small towel and sat down behind her using the small towel to gently dry his hair.

"Your hair is too long and too thick."

He noted. Her long black hair was sleek and soft. Its length was at the middle of her back. Stefan bent down to inhale the fragrance for her hair and also kissed on her soft flawless skin at her shoulder.

"Shall I have it cut?" She asked for his opinion. Stefan smiled. He kind of like it when she asked him about her personal thing like this.

"Absolutely not. I like women who look feminine. Long hair, looks sweet."

He replied. Wirata made a note in her head. He liked sweet women. She also remembered he liked women who were good at complimenting and flattering him.

Wirata did not think of herself as a sweet woman and she didn't flatter people. She was more of a straightforward person. She believed that making sweet words just to please people without sincerity, it was low moral and a great waste of time.

"I know you like sweet-talk women." She said in her soft voice but hidden sarcastically.

"Who doesn't like sweet and nice women, huh." He said in which he had in his head.

"Do you like women who are good at propitiate?" She asked to make it more clearly.

"No. I mean being sweet is nice." He replied.

"I'm not both. I can't flatter you or be sweet to you with no reason. I can't pretend to be what I am not. I prefer kicking a man's ass rather than licking their calves. So don't expect too much. This is the warning because you will be disappointed. "

When she was in a normal mood, she became herself again. Stefan frowned.

"Oh, yeah. I know. You are only sweet when you are fucking with me. Is it right?"

His blunt speech made her face blushed.

"Hey. You like people to speak nicely to you. But you are not speaking nicely back. What kind of man are you?"

"This is me. This is who I am. Anyone who doesn't like it, just go fuck themselves. I don't care. "

The harsh voice spoke as a man who has everything never reconcile anyone.

"So we are the same."

Wirata concluded. He held her body and spun to face him.

"We are the same? How?" He asked with puzzled eyes.

"I am myself. Anyone who doesn't like it, just go shoot themselves. I don't care."

She repeated almost of his words apart from the F word.

"What about me? You don't care if I don't like?"

"No, I don't care. We will be together for only one year. So if you don't like the way I am, it's your problems."

Wirata made it clear and staring at his face with no blinking.

Stefan couldn't believe what she just said. Now, who was a stubborn one? Not him for sure.

He felt a little frustrated. Not feeling great about the words she used.

"When having sex, why were you so sweet? It was like you care about me. "

He asked more directly because now his brain was thinking and analyzing the feelings and relationship between him and her.

"Look. Sex and love are total a different issue. You should know better than me because you slept with countless women. And you didn't love anyone. That's because of it only sex. It meant nothing more than that. Understand? Once finished, it's done. Just sex, just external bodies. "

Wirata did not understand why she had to explain this to him. As far as she knew, it was the strategy of his sex life and relationship with his previous women. Saw his handsome face frowned. She sighed.

Stefan pondered her words he just heard.

Yeah. That was right. He always thought like that with other women, just sex, nothing else, no emotion attached.

But now when she said it was just sex between them. Why did his heart feel so strange? It felt strange in a way that very unpleasant!

Brrrrr-Brrrrr

Wirata phone, which placed on the table next to the window, made a sound when a text came through. She hurried to pick it up and read the message.

'Got diarrhea. We came out to find BN and now is connecting to buy also BND. Think we'll be okay.'

Message from Ben. Stefan crept up behind her and snatched her phone to read the message. After reading the text, he made a frowned face. Surprised to see that it was from his bodyguard.

"Ben?!! Why did Ben send you the text? They got diarrhea and gone out to buy medicine and what to do with you? Do the two idiots have to report it to you as well? "

The harsh voice asked. Wirata was shocked and her face went pale for a second then her brain quickly thought how to survive his suspicion.

She pretended to sway back to lean on his chest and tucked her towel knot down. The beautiful breasts appeared to his hungry eyes right away.

Stefan put down her phone quickly with no more attention. He spun her around to face him.

"These two are probably thinking that you are their boss, too. That's why they sent you the text."

"Hm, I don't think so. I can't be their boss. Just their friend."

She replied. Seeing his eyes looking at her breasts then he bent down to kiss them hungrily.

"Whatever. You are my woman. So they are treating you as my wife."

Stefan said and then paused suddenly.

Did he just say...WIFE?!!

Hell, no.

He probably confused himself quite a bit now. Saying thing erratically.

But who cared. Now he had the most beautiful woman in his arms and the night still young.

And obviously she didn't hear what he just said because she had already closed her eyes.