Before we split up
Chapter - 12

Ayunda could not think rationally, everything vanished instantly, when he received a sudden attack from a man he knew so well and so foreign to him.

She licked her lips in a kiss that shattered her and made her tremble, while she was squeezed between the wall and the body of the Ocean.

Oh, my God, for a long time Ayunda had not been kissed like this, she had forgotten this passion. The desire of the Ocean was so passionate and passionate, it slid into his mouth, gently caressing his tongue.

Sharing of taste and texture will na*su Ocean

So delicious. It's so delicious, and Ayunda doesn't want to think about anything.

Ayunda held her arms around the neck of the Ocean and hugged the man as if he would never let go, she wanted to ask for more pleasure that he had never felt for so long, and rather welcome the kiss she shouldn't have received.

It's crazy, but from the beginning Ayunda has been weakened. He always makes excuses and tries to deny what cannot be denied. He wanted the ocean.

He wanted to feel the pleasure of the Ocean in his mouth. The impact of the Ocean's body on top of his body. He wants what he thinks is lost forever, he wants it one last time, and he wants it tonight.

One night.

The breath that had been held Ayunda unwittingly released immediately. Then he hugged the ocean. She arch her back until her shoulders are against the wall and her breasts*brush the chest of the Ocean. While he continued to suck the lips and tongue of the Ocean, asking for more.

Samudra's hands traverse Ayunda's waist, following the arches of her ribs until they cupped her breast bushes between their bodies, then whispered pleasure with a heavy growling sound that filled Ayunda's mouth. Ayunda's hand gripped the Ocean shirt.

But then the ocean stopped. The sturdy fingers gripped Ayunda's jaw tilting Ayunda's face to the tense face of the Ocean. “Gear me, Ayunda. If you don't want it, stop me now.”

Ayunda could barely breathe because she wanted so badly. No word stop. Not now!!

The ocean could certainly read the answer in his eyes, because the mouth of the Ocean was back in his mouth, the tongue of the Ocean infiltrated hard and deep, out and back in. The ocean lifts Ayunda's body, pulls Ayunda's thighs closer, attaches their body almost perfectly, before holding Ayunda's body across the room.

Ayunda was not satisfied. His hand gripped the hair of the Ocean, pulling the clothes of the Ocean, down the dense muscles sculpted under the touch of his hand. This shouldn't be the Ocean. Ayunda hopes so, he hopes that the figure in front of him should be one of the men who for three years have been competing for his attention, but that is not the reality.

It turns out this is the ocean. Only the Ocean could awaken his passion. The heat between them felt so delicious, so exciting, so wild, so beyond anything Ayunda had ever felt before.

The Ocean's fingers stretched out behind wide-open thighs, he pulled her closer until Ayunda hit her groin which had stiffened.

Ayunda is so passionate, Samudra can feel it through a thin sexy mini skirt worn by Ayunda.

The ocean moves on instinct, he lays Ayunda's body on the table, then he bends down while sweeping one arm over the table, getting rid of everything on the table, including the documents that would be handed over to their lawyers for their divorce proceedings, all fell scattered.

And they can clean it up later.

The main priority now is to enjoy this pleasure.

Both of Ayunda's legs locked tightly on the hips of the Ocean, Ayunda's hands jerking off the buttons of the Ocean's shirt.

They took off the clothes that were blocking, then moved anxiously waiting for the unification that felt so long.

Scrumptious whimpers flowed out of Ayunda's lips full of desire, plus her raised hips, a wet kiss on the Ocean's neck, and a clenched, strained and fingered hand-grip, behind an open Ocean shirt.

The ocean gripped Ayunda's typhoid shirt, which had been interfering with her concentration all day, she took off from the top of Ayunda's head. Ayunda's hair was gently severed on her slender shoulders, then Samudra took off the lacy B*a that covered her breasts* Ayunda.

The Ocean's palm cupped the dense blob, clamping its hardened top.

Ayunda is so beautiful. Ayunda pressed her body into the hands of the Ocean, while her lips were stretched open to sigh with resignation.

Sensitively. Seductively. Ayunda was so happy to be touched by the Ocean.

The echoes of the gentle screams from hundreds of different nights they had gone through also made the back of the Ocean tense, urging him to re-experience those memories at this moment.

“We're just having fun for a moment here.” whispered the Ocean.

“Two adults doing adult activities.” The ocean pulls the peak of Payuda*a Ayunda, making Ayunda more enjoy the touch of the Ocean.

Then he twisted the hardened puti*g of Ayunda, and looked into Ayunda's eyes. The Ayunda is so, beautiful, naughty, feminine.

Samudra's hands began to descend down to disarm the mini skirt that had disturbed his mind. His gaze traced Ayunda's body, a seductive dense indentation. Then Ayunda woke up thrusting his perfect and soft circle before the Ocean, so that the Ocean was more tempted to fill*p, bite, and twist his tongue on the tense protrusion until Ayunda screamed pleading, begging to get more.

The ocean pulled the last cloth, the trousers of the dal*m lacy Ayunda, along the level of the legs. Samudra's hand clasped Ayunda's ankle and slid to her calf, holding the back of her knee. Stretch out Ayunda's legs

The ocean jerks its zipper with one hand, then steps to the sidelines of Ayunda's foot, preparing to......

The ocean draws air into her lungs, fights the seductive scent of Ayunda's body, then looks at her.

“Why? Please don't stop. It's okay, Samudra. Just this once, tonight. Don't stop.”

“No, Dear. Kond*m, we need kond*m.” The ocean did not expect to be able to until forgetfulness thought of kond*m. Actually, he never used it when he was with Ayunda, because Ayunda used to take pills before finally stopping because of menstrual problems that became irregular.

“I will not get pregnant, if only once did it” said Ayunda.

“Alright,” replied Samudra, without wasting time he returned to action.

It was a long night for Ayunda and Samudra.

“Ayunda..” The ocean rubbed her thumb on the bare skin of Ayunda's hips. “Listen to me, what is written in the newspaper is simply not true. Whatever you read, it's not true.”

Actually Samudra did not want to discuss other women, he did not want to think about and discuss anyone other than Ayunda. And all Samudra wants to think about is Ayunda. But he must straighten this out, so that Ayunda does not always consider him a jerk.

“What you said earlier that I ‘break’ with a woman, that's true. I really broke up with him. It's been over a month now."

Samudra hopes to make it clear that he is not the bastard that the newspaper wrote, but it seems that Ayunda does not believe the speech of the Ocean.

Slowly Ayunda asked, “Do you want me to tell you about my love life?”

“No,” Samudra choked with jealousy suddenly clogged his throat. He closed his eyes, trying to erase the shadow that quickly filled his mind. He doesn't want to hear about that.

“I know there's another man, but I don't care."

The ocean grabbed Ayunda's chin and kissed her sweet lips again.

“I'm tired of the Ocean,” said Ayunda, while trying to take off the touch of the Ocean. Ayunda had caught the Ocean gelagat who wanted it again.

“Say Ayunda I was wrong! Tell me if there's no one else but me." Samudra back touching payuda*a Ayunda.

“Samudra, please. I'm really tired.”

“Good.” The ocean was wearing her clothes again. He could not force Ayunda because it was different now.

“Ayunda, have you ever waited for me to come back to you?” ask Samudra's.

“Of course, no!”

Ayunda tried not to open the old wounds he had painstakingly buried

“What am I waiting for you, after we lost Galen—” The little body shadow slapped Ayunda, suffocating her chest. Shaking her head, Ayunda tried to catch her breath, not wanting to give in to the dark emotions that were trying to drown her as she dug out the old wounds too deeply. “I'm destroyed. Up into my soul.”

"I'm sorry Ayunda...."