Revenge to The Devil

"You!" I said when I saw the slender figure standing on the balcony. I was so stunned that I forgot I was naked. "You... why are you here?" I asked. When he turned back and stared at my body, it occurred to me that I was naked. Then I covered myself with the towel hastily and shook my hair.

He smiled and said, "I knocked on the door, but you didn't answer."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't hear it," I said.

"It's okay, I don't mind!" he muttered.

I was such a coward. I should have rebuked him loudly and said, "How can you enter my room randomly?" Finally, it seemed that I was wrong. Though a little angry, I couldn't control my legs moving towards him. He had changed into a light grey nightgown and had a strong scent of lilac, the same smell after a bath.

"Does it usually take so long to take a shower?" Jonathan asked and held my waist from behind, pressing his face against my long hair and rubbing his nose against my smooth shoulders. My heart was racing, so I stood steadily by leaning against the glass. "Oh, long?"

He pressed my wrists against the glass, leaning over to kiss me gently. When we rubbed our bodies, my towel fell off. In the past, I seldom went onto the balcony, where I could see the swimming pool. He mistreated me there. Several months ago, I hated it more, because I had my first kiss and lost my heart there.

That night, the pool water became wonderful- a pool of moonlight and gorgeous shadows. I was indulged in his kiss, expecting to be captured by him. Attacked by his passionate kiss, my intention to murder him was gone.

His lips moved to my ears, licking the edge of my ears, and he whispered in a magnetic voice: "In the past, every night when I passed your room, I intended to rush in to push you on the bed, but I didn't." I closed my eyes and leaned my warm body against the cold glass.

The short words showed his deep love and respect. Facing my unlocked door, what a cruel test for him to control himself. I pulled my wrists away and stroked the bones of his shoulder, as though I was touching piano keys, the melodious music rang in my heart.

"Jonathan... In the future, you can follow your heart!" I told him. I just finished speaking and he lifted me into the air and took me to the bed. Lying on the same familiar bed, his soft kisses stretched over every sensitive place. Last night, he had already known made me excited.

"Well... "I groaned, expressing my feelings in an unsteady voice: "I love you! ah... The most meaningful thing in my life is to love you!" He looked up at me, and his lustful eyes showed vague satisfaction and he said, "The most meaningful thing in my life is to make you love me!"

We stared at each other for a long time, knowing the meaning without a word. He curled my legs up and put the pillow under me and said, I am going to drive you crazy!" I was driven crazy and screamed, holding the duvet helplessly, while my body vibrates the body violently.

He looked at me obsessively, with furious desire. I felt that the stars in the sky would fall one by one. If I could choose, I would like to die in that way.

I crawled over and hugged him, "Why did you do that? Why?" I asked.

"Because I love you," he said.

"Desiree... " he said, and embraced my trembling shoulders and smiled," You don't understand. It's satisfying to let my loved one groan uncontrollably."

I thought he intended to comfort me. When I knelt on his body, he couldn't help groaning with rapid breathing, which stirred my burning blood. It drove me crazy. Especially when I heard him say to me in a hoarse voice, "Desiree, I can't control myself if you do that. "

He grabbed my arms tightly, each finger telling me the mixed happiness and misery that I brought him. I was completely absorbed in the exciting revenge. Instead of stopping it, I tended to twist my body more crazily. Finally, we both were exhausted and collapsed on the bed.

"Can you sleep next to me tonight?" I held his waist, unwilling to let him out of my sight.

"As long as you like, I'll even sleep next to you in the future," he said. As I lay in his arms, I expected the future would be good and looked forward to getting married the next day.