Hello, Kenzo

Gone Again!

"I'll get you your own keys---"

"Fine! I remember everything!" Kenzo shut me up before devouring my lips as his tongue explored every crevice of my mouth. The taste of him was intoxicating—sweet, tangy, and delicious, like a mix of honey and cherries. He tasted like chocolate mixed with strawberries. His kisses were addictive, making me melt into his hold even though we were standing right next to each other inside the bathroom. I could barely concentrate on anything but him; it felt like I was going to go crazy if he didn't stop.

My eyes fluttered closed, and my hands tangled in his thick hair while our tongues fought to dominate the space in between us. Kenzo was kissing me so hard, I could barely hold my knees.

"Ok, this is enough! We're going to be late!" I tried so hard to pull away from our kisses and hurriedly grabbed the towel before marching outside the bathroom.

"Come on, let me finish Stella!" Kenzo groaned breathlessly, his voice chasing against his breaths.

"Stop it, Kenzo! We have our priorities!"

"Really? We still have two hours before school!"

"I took you in to prove to your sister that I will not be the cause of your failure in life. So, please?" I said sincerely before putting on my uniform.

It was yet another hot morning for over a month since I took Kenzo in. It was all I prayed for—to feel and experience what it felt like to have a husband living under one roof. And I found it interesting with each passing day. We got to discover each other's hidden attributes that we learned to love over a short span of time. But then there was this pressure to prove to them that our choices would not be a hurdle to each other's goal.

I rushed out to the kitchen to clean up the dishes in the sink after putting on my uniform. But as soon as I finished washing the dishes, I felt my heart sink for a moment.

Since I took Kenzo in, I was too focused on taking care of us. I was so afraid that if I made a mistake and wasn't able to do something about it, I could lose him. And I wouldn't want that!

"Are your things ready?" he asked with a low voice, and I could feel he was hurting.

I nodded in response, and I watched him check my things, putting in my lunch, which he prepared early in the morning.

"I'll drop you off at your school, then I'll wait for you later, ok?" Kenzo said softly, his eyes looking torn.

"Ok," I answered shortly while walking to the door, as I could not look at him longer or I'd give in.

I stepped out, and the warm breeze of the morning made the hairs on my neck stand on their ends. The weather seemed so nice today, and maybe it would be a beautiful day to forget all the worries I had been dealing with for quite some time now and just let loose.

I waited for Kenzo, but he wasn't coming, so I turned inside, and I saw him crying.

"Why? What's wrong?" I rushed back inside and held his face in so much concern. It was clear he had been holding back a long time, but finally he released everything. "Why?" I repeated.

He hugged me and sobbed silently into my shoulder for a while. When he calmed down, he pulled back a bit and wiped his tears. "You know, you can just let me go if things are getting hard for you."

My stomach churned uncomfortably with guilt and shame. I shook my head frantically. "No! No! No! I don't want you to go! I'm happy you're in my life, so don't ever think you are a burden."

My throat was tightening as I spoke, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. "You gave me more reason to be happy each day; you fulfilled every bit of my prayers. I'm just... I'm just so afraid to make a mistake, and I'll lose you forever!"

Tears flowed and sobs racked through my body as I tried to calm myself down. "I don't know how to live without you."

He held my face and stared at me passionately, wiping away my tears. "I thought you didn't love me anymore."

"Why would..." I frowned a little, but I was not able to continue what I was about to say when he kissed me fiercely. It was burning!

He wrapped both of his arms around me and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. After some moments, we parted, and he leaned down for a final, lingering kiss. "You're mine, and I'm yours, always and forever."

"Kenzo, please don't ever think I would stop loving you; I can't handle losing you!" I begged him while pulling his shirt.

The heat rose to my cheeks, and Kenzo smiled widely, leaning in for one last kiss before pulling back and saying, "Ok."

He put an arm around my waist and led me out of the house, but I stopped at the doorstep.

"What?" Kenzo asked in confusion.

"You know what? We still have one hour most. I think we can reward ourselves for being so f*cking good for one month!" I grinned and pulled him by his collar back inside and kissed him while pinning him at the door, locking it while we were busy kissing.

"Finally!" he whispered before lifting me up and carrying me to the kitchen. "I always wanted to try this."

I felt a hot rush through my cheeks, and I could not help but giggle at his naughtiness.

"And also, I'd like to do it with our clothes on, you know," he said, a little shy.

"As you wish, baby!" I smiled and wrapped my legs around his torso as he put me down on the dining table.

"I missed you so much, baby!" Kenzo hissed before devouring my lips again. His passion and warmth filled me up, and I couldn't help but moan with ecstatic joy. I missed him badly too.

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My head spun around dizzily, and I knew it wouldn't take long until my mind completely blanked out due to the overwhelming pleasure his kisses brought me.

Everything inside me melted when I felt his fingers playing with my bra. Then his hands traveled down to my bottoms, gripping them intensely as if he were going to lift me up again.

"Argh! Stella! I cannot get enough of you!" Kenzo mumbled in a very deep and masculine voice. It was sexy; I am drowning!

"You should never!" I answered back as I traveled my hand inside his uniform, caressing his body with all the passion I wanted him to feel.

I opened my mouth wide as I felt his hand return inside my uniform to allow him to take his time to explore my chest while caressing my breast with his other hand.

"God, Kenzo! You're doing such amazing things to me!" I moaned and moved to pull his shirt off, but he refused to cooperate.

"I just told you, right? With clothes on! Naughty, Stella!" Kenzo smiled lovingly.

This was what I had been missing for a month now—that feeling of being connected with someone who truly loves you. To know they care and want you close, no matter the distance. I loved Kenzo so much; he was all I needed.

"Ready, baby?" Kenzo whispered to me as he burried his face deeper within my neck.

"Yes," I exhaled as he started to nibble my neck while he slowly lowered my underwear beneath my skirt.

With one more touch of his fingers, I felt him enter me slowly, and I shivered at the feeling it sent through my spine.

"Oh, shoot!" I gasped and pressed myself to his body in a tight hug.

My breathing quickened as he began moving in and out. I could almost taste myself on his tongue. I was so excited and ready for him, and the way he makes me feel makes me feel so complete and whole. I could almost hear my heart beating faster and louder than normal.

A few minutes later, when his thrusts became faster and faster, I gripped his back desperately, wanting to feel everything. His movements became quicker and harsher, and my insides tightened from the pleasurable feeling it brought.

"I need...more...Kenzo." I cried out his name, and he immediately obliged, thrusting harder in the rhythm I had requested. I screamed out as my whole body was shaking, tightening our hug as he thrust deeper and deeper with a strong force.

The table racked with us in so much intensity that it made it even worse when he moved his hands in my skirt, playing with my sensitive spot.

My nails scratched the skin on his back and neck as I cried out loud.

"Kiss me!" I panted out as I heard myself panting heavily.

He obliged immediately, taking over everything in me.

"Kenzo!" I whined as I felt him getting harder and harder with every thrust he took.

Without breaking the kiss, he picked me up, and I could only manage to hold on to his shoulders for support while we moved like crazy around the living area before plunging ourselves on the sofa.

The thrusting just got extreme as we both moved into intense pleasure before my hips bucked up as I reached climax. But Kenzo would not stop, making it faster and stronger, making me writhe inside his embrace while I straddled him. "Kenzo!" I shrieked and felt myself coming again.

"Ahh!" I screamed as I came undone, and he followed me not long later.

My inner muscles clenched and trembled uncontrollably, and I could not catch my breath. He grabbed hold of me and kept me still on top of him, rocking me from side to side while letting out soft sounds of pure ecstasy.

After some time, his hands left mine and traveled to my back as he moved them upward to cup my ass firmly, which is now sore from the position, and gently kissed my temple.

We stayed like that for several seconds before I was able to regain control of my breathing and my heartbeat. I closed my eyes and rested on his chest, enjoying the sensation of having a man in my arms that was mine to call my own.

"Do you feel better?" He whispered against my hair while running his fingers gently through my hair to ease the tension, and I nodded slightly and cuddled closer to him.

"So much!" I answered as his phone started to ring loudly on the coffee table next to us, breaking the silence. I groaned but quickly sat up. I didn't want to move yet.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Time for school!"

"I love you more when you smile," I breathed sincerely.

But never did I think that that smile was a kind of farewell smile when, that afternoon after class, no Kenzo came to fetch me at school.