"Your words are tormentor but your silence is also a plague.
Your presence is pernicious but your absence is also harrowing.
Your love is shallow but your hatred is unendurable.
You are the Hemlock, I'd imbibe willingly."
Love Is Strange And Isn't...
Finally, it was our wedding night. Ryan's miraculously strong hands lifted me and carried me to bed. I was wearing almost nothing. Thanks to Ryan for this as he said-
"You're not supposed to wear anything on your wedding night."
Ryan jumped onto the bed and our fingers interlocked. He gently tucked my hair behind my ears. His lips enveloped mine and he tightened his grip.
"Your smell Aloha. I love your smell."He muttered.
He buried his face in the crook of my shoulder. And slowly guided my hand to his uncircumcised crotch which later pulsated in my grip. My fingers barely met though. My heart was beating unbelievably fast. I accelerated my strokes and a loud moan escaped from Ryan's mouth.
"Aloha, go down on me. Like. Right. Now." Ryan kind of ordered me.
"What do you mean? I've never done anything like this before." I snuggled in his arms waiting for him to make the first move. A few moments of silence. Then he said- "I'll make sure Aloha that it's the best moment of your life."And he slid that between my wet folds. He was in me. I cried out in utter pain and noticed trail of blood on his glans. Many more thrusts and I moaned and scratched his back after each thrust. My chest rose and fell like a waterfall. I could feel his ejection all over my genital area and thighs then Ryan pulled out and said-
"I need your help Aloha. Will you help me, please?"His voice was so extraordinarily sensual at that moment indicated he wanted more time in me but something is bothering him way too much for that.
"With what?" I asked.
"You have to deliver a parcel. I'm exhausted, you know. I've had a tiresome day. Please Ms Aloha." He pleaded.
"But...It was my first time. I'm feeling sore, Ryan. I can barely walk with my condition. Besides, I hardly know anyone here."
"Aloha, I'll tell you where to go. Please don't say no."The way he vocalizes my name. It's so damn satisfying.
"Okay, I will."
He handed over a parcel, carefully covered and a black hoodie and mask to me.
"Do I have to wear these?" I asked.
"Yeah. Otherwise, he won't be able to recognise you." Ryan said nonchalantly.
I did as he said. It was burning down there. I wish I could get some massage after intercourse. It was so dark that at some point in time I was about to fall off a cliff. The street light of the mountains was comparable to the stars in a night sky. Somehow I reached his friend's house. A woman cladded in black from top to bottom opened the door. And without saying anything she extended her hands. I handed over the parcel to her. She looked around and shut the door on me. Why was she covered? Is it some kind of camouflage because I'm too wearing black which makes me almost invisible here in the mountains. Something is definitely going on in here. I feel trapped. I decided to confront Ryan. But the fear of losing him...I wanted him more.
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