I Pray That You Forget Me - Chapter 69
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But Major Felkner did not come after me riding a b***h naked as he threatened. I worried that he might actually do such a deranged act, yet felt let down when he did not.
There was no point in deliberately avoiding home and hanging around in more public places. Everyone in these mountains should have seen with their own eyes just how vile and despicable he is.
The women involved with the Major remain silent about what kind of person he is, so people think he’s just a typical womanizer. The military must know what he is like, but perhaps they choose to ignore it.
However, if an officer were to perform such shocking acts in front of the citizens, the command would no longer be able to pretend they don’t see it. Maybe then, a leash would finally be put on that rabid dog.
But, fortunately or unfortunately, Major Felkner did not chase after me even when it was time for Johann to return from work. I tried to pretend I’d been home all afternoon but…
“I’m home.”
“My love, welcome back!”
“Did you sleep well, my love?”
“Of course! But what is this?”
I got caught by Johann wandering around because of the butter I had gotten from Mrs. Bauer’s.
“You should have been honest about where you were going. Imagine how shocked I would have been if I came home early and you weren’t there.”
“I’m sorry, yawn…”
“See? If you were tired, you should have slept at home. Keep wandering around without telling me, and you’ll be copying the Bible 50 times as punishment.”
“When would I get to sleep then?”
Now.
Johann’s nagging is as sweet as a lullaby. I fell asleep on the sofa waiting for Johann to cook dinner. I was woken up by the delicious taste of butter-fried potatoes.
It seems I slept quite deeply for a moment. My head felt like sobering up from a long intoxication after a night of rest. I hadn’t even dreamed.
‘Dream…’
But as soon as I thought about it, my mind fogged up again.
‘Has Johann really not forgotten Dana?’
The lustful memories I had managed to forget resurfaced in Johann’s embrace as I found peace. I immediately lost my appetite.
Until I fell asleep, I had barely touched my food despite claiming to be hungry.
“Rize?”
“Yes?”
“Are you in pain?”
“No.”
“You’ve been acting strange today…”
Johann looked at me with concern. His eyes were filled with curiosity about my unusual behavior.
‘I dreamt that you loved another woman, not me.’
I couldn’t say that. How foolish would that look?
‘But if I’m not confusing dreams with reality…’
If it wasn’t a dream, then I’d be a fool. A fool deceived by a husband who loved another woman, perhaps still does.
So, I chose to become a fool who remained silent.
“The shock you received today hasn’t worn off yet, my poor Rize.”
As I stayed silent, Johann misunderstood, and didn’t press further.
And then there was that horrific scene. I couldn’t tell if it was a memory or a hallucination. And then everything with Major Felkner. It truly seemed like a day when God decided to mix my mind and turn into puree.
“I want to forget it all.”
“Come here. I’ll help you forget.”
Johann has a magic wand that makes bad memories disappear.
* * *
“Ah, ah, ahh, uh, uhuh…”
As I nibble and sway my hips, my mind becomes blank, leaving no room for thought. On the other hand, as I bounce on top, there’s no pause in my movement.
“Is it too much?”
Johann, hugging me tightly, showering kisses on my face, stopped to ask. I seemed to be in distress.
“Shall I move on top?”
“Uh, no. I’ll, uhh, keep going.”
I wanted to continue as is.
“Ah, uhh…”
Just a little more, just a little more. I felt close to something. I continued to rock my hips, grinding the blunt end of his member deep inside against a delightfully sensitive spot, focusing all my nerves on the rising warm sensation.
“Uhh… Ahhh…”
Just a little more, just a little more, and I could have reached the end, but the pleasure surged and then abruptly dipped, slipping away. My thighs burned as if on fire.
“Ah, no…”
“Ugh…”
Another attempt failed. I buried my face in Johann’s chest in frustration, and felt his chest quiver slightly—he was laughing.
I hadn’t reached climax, but he seemed amused, rubbing his nose against my cheek and showering me with kisses.
“Do you want to lie down?”
“No.”
“Really?”
I shook my head in refusal, lifting it back up and started to sway my hips again. Johann called me stubborn, nibbled at the tip of my ear, and then asked.
“Is it okay if I help?”
“How?”
His hands, which had been wrapped around my lower back, moved forward, delving into the space between our sweat-slicked bodies. His fingers navigated through the tangled bushes, searching for the hidden nub.
“Ah! Ahh…”
Johann began to tease the already slick spot. Despite deliberately prolonging the stimulation to prevent me from climaxing too quickly, shivers already shot up to my scalp, causing my hair to stand on end.
“Start moving now.”
I resumed the motions I had paused.
