Bride Shadow

Drink

Heavy rain poured down on Jakarta that afternoon. Office hours have been in effect for some time. There were only a few office staff still wandering in the lobby waiting for the rain to stop. Most have gone home because they have been picked up or desperate to drive through the swift rain. Some who usually ride the angkot even joint pay online taxis in order to go home faster if in the same direction. It feels free to wait for the rain to subside because the cloudy looks white indicates the rain will be longer greet the earth. In the CEO's room, the Eagle is standing in front of a window glass that directly faces the highway. He was indeed one of the people who still survived in the office waiting for the rain to subside.

"Do you want coffee?" tawar Mitha finished cleaning her desk. The eagle turned around and approached the sofa.

"Hmmm..later at home." Drinking warm coffee in the rain was her favorite, but she did not want to trouble Mitha to come to the pantry to make it because she knew for sure that the OB would have gone home. Even if it is still left, it does not feel like telling them again when it is time to go home.

"Stying it home is still a long time ago? let it not be cold." Mitha took a seat beside her husband and crossed her legs. Instantly the Eagle was treated to a smooth calf as well as some of Mitha's thighs that looked as white as marble when her skirt was exposed. The handsome man gulped his saliva. Whether intentionally or not, Mitha had provoked her into thinking into the adult zone even though the woman was seen staring at the window like she had done earlier.

"Do you want to make milk?" mitha's bargain again made the Eagle have trouble swallowing his saliva. When Mitha offered something plainly he even caught something else from his wife's offer. The eagle dives in the heart when his brain turns perverted at times like now. Even though he has tried not to think of anything that leads to confusion even though the newlyweds like them normally are constantly being designed there, addicted even. But the Eagle was really still disappointed in Mitha because of their first night incident. But really, lust reigns above all else.

Mitha almost tiptoed in shock as the Eagle stroked her thighs gently. Spontaneously she raised her head to look at the husband who was also looking at her deeply. Mitha's heart was hammering. The young lady chose to lower her head, still looking at the hands of the Eagle who had moved mischievously revealing her skirt upwards and further squeezing her thighs. Mitha's breath was restrained. He was only able to close his eyes, restraining the heavy roar of breath in his chest cavity. Not to mention the Eagle who had approached his temple and kissed it softly.

"I want the milk you offered earlier." whispered the Eagle who sounded very close in his ear. Mitha opened her eyes, put away the hand of the Eagle who was still faithfully stroking her thighs and tidied her skirt.

"Where are you.where are you?" ask the Eagle with a voice that sounds heavier and more sensual.

"Ehmm..make milk for you." he said. But the Eagle's burly hand had already pulled Mitha's arm hard until it fell into the lap of the husband. Mitha moved wrong behavior when her eyes were as sharp as her owner's eyes were scanning her closer to no distance. Closing his eyes was the final option he had until the Eagle's lips stuck to his lips, **********soft.

"Honey, reply!" his his hiss was right on Mitha's lips to make the owner return the kiss as much as possible. The eagle smiled smirk when he felt how his feet kissed his wife. Moreover, his groggy behavior while being in an intense distance with him. The eagle was slightly surprised as Mitha pushed her body to a distance with her body. Apparently his beautiful wife was out of breath because of their long kiss.

"Hmm...I..I made the milk first huh mas?"

"No, I'll just have a drink." The eagle replied very calmly.

"Darling to stay here!!" the Eagle orders while sitting his wife at the end of a long sofa. He deftly laid on his wife's lap.

"Bag!!" mitha sizzled as her burly hands began to snap buttons on her top shirt until something Eagle hoped would appear perfect. Somehow at first, but now the man was already holding the two mounds and enjoying them alternately.

"Eehmmm...mass.." sighed Mitha. Many times tried to resist, but the young lady was not strong in the end. Groans for groans escaped his lips due to the sensual movements of the tongue and the fingers of the Eagle on both his chest alternately. Mitha burns. She was a normal woman who wanted a touch from her husband. Just making love once was enough to make him remember the beautiful moment in his head.

"A.ayo pu..go home mas" he said stammered by the rampage of desire that is difficult to muffle. She was afraid she could no longer hold it.

"Hmmmm.." hearing the wife's request made the Eagle stop his hot activity. His big hand stroked the reddish patches around Mitha's chest as a result of his masterpiece and helped his wife tidy up her clothes.

"Hurry into the room when you get home!"

"Emmmmm....."

"Honey, if the husband says dong answered." Eagle protest sounds annoyed.

"Yes mas. What the hell do you want anyway?"

"Drink milk like that." whispered the Eagle made Mitha's hair bristling.