Chapter 105 - (H) GREAT

"A-achis-" He leaned down to her center, he could smell her, the sweet and peculiar scent entering his nostrils. He likes the aroma, it's giving rise to him to be more erotic than normal. "Ahhh… "

He stuck out his tongue and had a taste from her wet petal lips. Yanarym's body was jittery when she felt his tongue licking her. Achis held her legs and made them spread wider. He was breathless as he slowly became addicted to the taste of her. The way she whimpers and moans to stimulate him even better. 

"Achis!" She shivered as she had reached her peak from this foreplay. Achis was startled when she had her climax. He had never seen this before… It was satisfying to witness. 

He positioned himself at her entrance, Yanarym who was recovering from the aftertaste of cumming was bewildered; she felt his long shaft intruding on her Coy. 

Both of them gasped for air. Achis leaned down to kiss her lips. "I'm sorry." He whispered to her, wiping her tears away. Although it's already wet and slippery enough the tightness of her contraction made it hard for him to thrust his hips. 

Also, seeing her cry from his intrusion made him feel remorseful, however, his judgment was already clouded by lust for her, he wanted to own her.

"Rym… you're so tight. Let me in." He whispered, biting his lower lips trying again to move his waist. He grunts as he feels the excruciating voltage she's sending him whenever the friction of their genitals emphasizes. 

"Fuck." He muttered as his pace gradually hastened. Achis who was deeply immersed in pleasure was rocking back and forth ravaging her little cunt. He kissed her cheeks while pinning down her body for her not to move away every time he shoved deeper into her hole. 

When his lips found her mouth, he slid his tongue inside exploring again. She moaned and groaned when he let her lips go to let her breathe for a second he showered her neck kisses and shaped her right breast to irregulars whilst he sucked and licked the other side. 

Yanarym was holding on to his muscular bicep, shuddering every time he pushed on her sensitive spot. She was amazed how the instinct of a man could be so good. Even if he is a virgin male who did not know about sexual interaction could know that he should continuously rock her G-spot. 

"I'm co-coming..." He growled and kneeled properly. He grabs her waist using both of his hands and pulls her closer to meet his every rough and intense stroking. 

"M-me too… ahh!" Yanarym had her peak first. Peering that she had reached her climax, Achis wanted to experience it along with her. Going even faster and deeper, Achis watched her breast jump back and forth when he jabs her vigorously. He bit his lips and as he felt his cock was ready to explode. He shoved deeper into her cave and realized his semen inside.

Feeling the euphoric ecstasy from shooting to her womb. He leans down again to her face pulling out his semi-hard cock from her lovely Coy. He removes the strands of her hair that sticks to her face because of the sweats. Kissing her lips tenderly then to her forehead. 

"That was great." She mumbled, Achis agreed to her but was not making any noises. He was all over her face, showering her smooches and smacking her lips lightly. He was cherishing her so much that even though they ended that steamy episode, he was ready for an adoring cuddle session. 

Yanarym found this charming. She circled her arms around his neck that caused Achis to stop. She smiled at him and kissed his nose. "Let's sleep?" 

"Are you tired?" He asked me to caress her cheeks. Yanarym shook her head for an honest response. 

"Do you want to do it again?" 

"Do you?" 

"Hmm, I would like to cuddle you." She giggled embracing him. Achis had a smile on his face. 

"Alright, then we cuddle." Their naked bodies snaked to one another. Although they were sweaty, the cold breeze made it refreshing. 

Lapil was standing in front of Datu Pita who appeared to age ten more years after the ten days of funerals before the burial of his daughter. 

"Baba is late coming to Yanar's memorial." 

"It's alright. I know Basi is always busy." Datu Pita replied lifelessly. Lapil had stayed at his balay for more than a month. He could say that the existence of his daughter deeply matters to Datu. Which he seems not to understand quite a bit. "I would like to thank you for managing the banwa while I'm busy Lapil. If not for you this land would crumble." 

"You don't have to exaggerate my aid like that Datu Pita, I barely did anything." Datu Pita smiled at him, gloomily, he tapped his shoulder and got back on Yanarym's side. Lapil wondered how long this charade of mourning would last. Datu Pita was depressed for almost a month and still counting… 

Lapil was alienated by the term of being loved by his parents. Or the love that they usually talk about. That was why it was confusing seeing one adult devoting his life to his dead daughter. He was not saddened by the fact that he was not cherished though. He just found it strange that this unconditional love of a parent truly exists. 

However, Datu Pita gave every ounce of his affection to his first daughter so that he could highly distinguish how neglected the second daughter is. Lapil has been watching Tala for some time. Mostly, he could catch her staring at him too. 

Given the fact that the first Lady died. The second daughter will become his new bride. He found her pretty good to become his wife.. Unlike the first daughter, Yanar- Tala she was not pampered, which means he doesn't need to put extra effort into pleasing her as his future wife.