The Special Massage (4)

The tall figure walked to the puppy's room. Turned the light on. The puppy lifted his head up from the warm blanket.

"Ei!"

Summer made a greeting noise. Stefan took him on his shoulder to the kitchen, poured some milk into the bowl and gave it to the puppy. He licked it up quickly.

"Good boy. Eat as much as you can so you will grow up quickly and can help me fight with your mammy." The voice said to Summer.

"She is giving me so much of a headache." He continued.

"Arf!"

Summer was responding as if he understood.

"I didn't do anything. Just asked her to give me some massage, but she hit me hard and talked to me with her usual cold voice and she dared to say the bastard's name while she was in my bed."

Stefan gritted his teeth when thinking about it. He hated the bastard, Bernardo!

"Alf!" He gave an acknowledging sound.

It seemed Summer was a good listener and counselor, better than his henchmen. Stefan gently rubbed the puppy head.

"Why do they judge a man by his talking style only. They don't understand the language of a sincere mind? speaking from your heart. They prefer to hear fake and bullshit words. That's people for you."

Stefan sighed. Took Summer's bowl to wash and put in clean water for him to drink. Then returned to the puppy's room. He put him back to his bed.

"Go to sleep ... Daddy feels a little better now after talking to you. I have to cut the salary of those two idiots and give it to you instead, huh."

He said with a smile on his face. Waiting for Summer to close his eyes and dug his head to the soft blanket then the tall body went to the office room, sat on the chair behind the big desk. Turned on his laptop.

'How to tame a stubborn and strong head woman.'

He couldn't help typing the words in the search box. There might be something useful. And Google had sent him a hundred thousand answers. But then it still wasn't likely to be what he wanted.

The godfather who never had to think deeply or observe anybody's emotion because he had never cared about anyone before.

Stefan stared at the monitor, he was wondering why he was still sitting here and doing silly things like searching for stupid answers. Why he had to take his useless bodyguards' advice.

He didn't do anything wrong. He had the right to be angry with her because she beat him and she said the bastard name in his bed.

Stefan sighed heavily with his repeat thinking which was cycling in his head none-stop. He shut down the computer.

Had enough for tonight. No more wasting time to think about nonsense ...

Stefan went back into his bedroom. He walked into the bathroom to take another shower because he liked to do this to clear his head and his mood. When he finished and walked out, the warm and comfy air made him sighed again. He felt a bit cold now. The tall body took off his dressing gown and inserted his naked body under the quilt. The slim body lying on her side, looked like she was sleeping deeply. So easy to fall asleep!

Stefan turned to lie on his side moved closer to her back. She was still naked, didn't wear a dress as he had ordered. Stefan smiled satisfyingly. He put his arm on her waist and caress slowly and gently, sniffing at her neck like he usually did.

Wirata moved when the cold body touched her naked back.

"You are cold."

She murmured with a sleepy voice. Stefan buried his face on her shoulder, inhaling the smell of her nice sweet scent. Pulling her soft body to him until her hips colliding with his shaft. It woke up and got hard immediately just to touch her like this.

"Already fell asleep, huh?"

He asked. Seeing her slept and sighed softly like a baby. Stefan smiled a little.

"It's gone midnight. I was waiting for you, but I was tired, too, hm... " She muttered.

"Waiting for me?" He asked with a kiss on her shoulder.

"Yes. You ordered me to wait for you, forgot already? But I am so sleepy now. "

Wirata answered and sighed again. Her eyes were closed and ready to go back to sleep. Stefan pulled the warm body into his body more until it had no space at this time. His heart went soft when she turned to face him.

"Why are you this cold?"

She asked again. The small hands rubbed gently at his chest as if wanting to warm him up.

"I went swimming"

He answered, planted a kiss on her forehead. Feeling relaxed and comfortable with her hands on his chest. All the edgy feeling was gone just to see her touching him willingly.

"So crazy ...Swimming at midnight? ... the cold will kill you one day, didn't put the heater on, did you? Are you feeling cold?"

She asked with a soft tone. The midnight air must have done some magical thing to her head. Stefan thought with amusement. She seemed to forget that they had an argument before.

His arm wrapped around her small waist, Stefan smiled at her long questions.

"Yes, I am cold. Please warm me up. Cuddle me tight like I am cuddling you."

He whispered. She put her arm around him and rubbed his back up and down, trying to warm him up as he asked.

"I am hugging you here. But you are so big, like a giant bear and my arms are short, can't get all of you. "

The soft voice muttered. Stefan laughed in his throat. Admired her gentle respond. He lifted her slender body to lie on top of his. Put his hands on her back and stroked gently.

"Is it better like this? You can warm me up like a nice soft blanket."

He said. the small body snuggled to his chest, his chin was on her head. Wirata sighed with a relaxed posture when hearing his soft tone which she didn't normally hear.

The large hand caressed her hips. The soft middle sensitive area was on top of his hard shaft.

Wirata slowly opened her eyes, she looked up at him. He seemed to be in a good mood by swimming around in the cold water at midnight. His handsome face lightened up with just a small lifting of his lip. Wirata closed her sleepy eyes down.

"Aren't you going to warm me up with your nice warm body? I am cold and hard right now. Can you feel it?" He whispered again. pressed his hands on her hips, lifted his body up a little, his hard shaft toughing the soft folds between her legs.

She sighed softly, thinking that when he wasn't shouting and pointing fingers at people, or bossing her around. He wasn't bad, kind of nice and cute. She opened her eyes again, planted a kiss on his wide chest.

"If swimming made you like this, I would push you into the swimming pool every time you are mad." She said, still looked sleepy. Stefan laughed in his throat.

"Come on, sleepyhead. Give me some nice treat for my good behavior."

"Hm, good that you know you were behaving badly before. What do you want me to do?" She asked lazily and drowsily.

"Kiss me." He answered. She, and didn't move for a moment, but then she lifted her face up and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"That isn't a kiss. And you know well what I mean."

He said with teasing in his voice. Wirata thought she was dreaming to see him so gentle like this. So she continued to put her head in the dozy state and closed her eyes.

"Hey. Don't fall asleep on me. Wake up, Wine. I am so hard and I want you so badly."

He whispered and did some flick and turned her to be under his body. Wirata opened her eyes again. Seeing his dark stunning face very close to her. His eyes were soft and his lips were close to hers.

"Since you aren't gonna kiss me. So I'll kiss you myself and do other things I should have done an hour ago." His whispered and bent down to put his mouth on hers. His cold lips made her awake and soon her body was woken up by his touch.

He kissed her gently but full of the heat of desire he transferred to her body and filled her emotion with fire. Wirata put her hands on his shoulders. Let him lead her to the place that he knew well where.