I wanted to be the one to comfort her, to listen to her, and to make her feel loved.
As I spoke, I could see the sadness in her eyes, and I knew that I had to be there for her.
She said, "Silly child, of course you can. Aunty is looking forward to your coming every day, but you just don't..." Her voice trailed off, and I knew that she was thinking of all the times we could have spent together, all the moments we could have shared.
As the moment unfolded, a profound sense of responsibility washed over me, like a tidal wave crashing against the shores of my soul. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring us to this precise point, where the fragile threads of our connection were woven into an unbreakable bond.
In this fleeting instant, I grasped the enormity of my role in Noh Ayla's life, and the weight of that realization settled upon me like a mantle.
I felt an overwhelming urge to envelop her in a sense of security, to be the safe haven where she could find solace from the tempests that raged within and around her.
My heart swelled with a deep longing to comfort her, to soothe the rough edges of her spirit, and to love her with a ferocity that would leave her breathless. It was no longer just a desire, but a primal need, a necessity that burned within me like a wildfire, consuming every rational thought and leaving only an all-encompassing passion in its wake.
As I gazed into her eyes, I knew that I had to be the one to rekindle the spark within her, to fan the flames of her joy, and to ignite a sense of purpose that would guide her through life's trials and tribulations.
I yearned to be the gentle breeze that rustled her hair, the warm sun that soothed her skin, and the sheltering tree that protected her from the storms that threatened to upend her world. I wanted to be the melody that filled her heart with music, the rhythm that made her soul sing, and the harmony that brought balance to her very existence.
In that moment, I understood that my presence in her life was not just a coincidence, but a deliberate act of fate, a convergence of our destinies that had brought us to this precise point.
I felt the burden of that responsibility, the weight of being her rock, her confidant, and her soulmate. I knew that I had to be the one to hold her hand through the darkest nights, to whisper words of encouragement in her ear, and to be the beacon of hope that guided her through the treacherous waters of uncertainty.
As the world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a sea of time, I knew that I had to make a choice. I had to choose to be the love that she deserved, the love that would lift her up, and the love that would set her free.
I had to choose to be the one who would stand by her side, through every triumph and every tribulation, and to be the safe haven where she could always find peace. And in that instant, I knew that I would move heaven and earth to make that choice a reality, to be the love that Noh Ayla needed, and to be the one who would bring joy, comfort, and solace to her soul.
As I looked deeper into her eyes, I knew that I was just ready to do that.
But just as they were about to indulge in those desires, Evan remembered Noh Min waiting downstairs, his stomach aching with pain.
Noh Ayla, too, composed herself, and together they rushed downstairs to attend to Noh Min's needs.
As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Noh Min looked up at them with a mix of dissatisfaction and pain etched on his face.
"Why did you take so long? I've been waiting for what feels like an eternity. My stomach hurts so much, where's the medicine?"
Evan's eyes met Noh Ayla's, and he could sense her guilt and embarrassment.
She quickly handed Noh Min the medicine, trying to make amends for their earlier neglect.
Then they helped Noh Min to the bathroom.
While he was in the bathroom, both of them stole a glance at each other, their hearts aching with a longing that couldn't be fulfilled due to limited availability of time.
But listening to Noh Min's cries of pain, Evan couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance.
Why had he reminded Noh Ayla about her son's needs? Why couldn't they have just indulged in their desires, if only for a little while longer?
As they waited, Noh Ayla's eyes met Evan's, and she could sense his frustration. She smiled gently and raised her head to kiss him, trying to comfort him.
But as their lips touched, Evan's passion ignited, and he hugged Noh Ayla tightly, his hands caressing her plump breasts, his cock rubbing against her lower body through her pants.
Noh Ayla's lust was aroused, and she couldn't help but signal Evan to take her. She wasn't even wearing any underwear, and her plump, tender flesh was exposed, inviting Evan to take her.
But as Evan tried to insert his cock, he realized that his height had changed, and the position of his cock had risen, making it difficult to enter Noh Ayla's vagina.
Evan tried several times, but to no avail. He looked at Noh Ayla helplessly, but she smiled gently and put her arms around his neck, motioning him to pick her up.
Evan understood, and with ease, he lifted Noh Ayla, her white legs hooking around his back and hips. Her hips twisted gently, finding the right angle, and soon, the entrance of her vagina and the glans of Evan's cock were aligned.
With a thrust, Evan's big cock entered Noh Ayla's plump pussy, and she trembled all over, her thighs wrapping tightly around him.