Forced to Marry an Ex's Child
Uniform Japanese
Sunlight grazed in between the curtains and right hit the face of a woman who was sleeping fast, because exposure to light that hit the eyes made the master open it slowly while rubbing it.
" Ehh" as he rose "Aaaacchh" he cried
" Amara why are you? is anyone sick?" ask Rian worriedly
" Why are you here?" delik Amara while covering his newly realized body did not wear a thread.
" Dear did you forget we were married? after all, it's only natural that I'm in bed with my wife" Rian replied in a relaxed and slightly seductive tone
Slowly Amara remembers what she did with Rian last night.
What a shame, how could I forget it? amara's face flushed like boiled shrimp for enduring embarrassment.
Rian bit Amara's ear, Amara screamed again while beating Rian with a pillow.
" What the hell are you" while grumbling
Rian easily caught his wife's hands and kissed her lips. Amara who got an unexpected attack from her husband could only widen her eyes roundly. Satisfied with the sweet lips Rian's wife also let go.
" It's a pity that I can't move on to the next stage because I'm hungry now" Rian said
" I went out to find food and bought clothes and daleman" continued Amara
" No!!! I won't let you get out of this room, if I miss what?" rian said spoiledly while sniffing Amara's shoulders
" If I don't go out then who wants to eat?" amara asked with her face
" Why do hotel waiters pay if they can't serve us, you can be patient soon they will arrive with lots of food and clothes for you" explained Rian
" Shirt for me? same daleman?" ask Amara curiously
" yes" answered Rian briefly
" Huh, are you really telling them to buy a daleman for me? that's a shame, after all they know the size" Amara's cerocos
With complete confidence Rian held Amara's shoulder "Didn't I have tasted it, so I can estimate how big your chest is, without you telling me" while smiling seductively
" Iiiihhh" Amara hit Rian's body with a pillow and got out of bed.
" Boy Where are you going? " Rian tried to block Amara
" I'm going to take a shower" replied Amara flatly
" Okay, then I'll come? " putting on a face
" No way, there will be something else you do" cried Amara and then gawked into the bathroom
" Huh.. stingy" Rian again laid his athletic body on the bed, not yet had he closed his eyes suddenly his phone rang, with a lazy sense Rian took his phone that was on the nightstand.
" Hello... What's up?" Rian began his conversation
" I'm sorry well, not not not to want to go down just I feel not satisfied alone with Amara. Maybe this is how newlyweds feel, they prefer to spend the day in the room together" Rian replied lightly
" Oh so, you've gone ahead" said Nicholas, turning off his phone.
Nauseating, I should be the one currently making out with Amara instead of Rian. Nicho's murmured in his heart as he clenched his hand.
Back in the room,
Amara who just finished the bath was surprised to see the amount of food presented on the table.
" Sad too much food? we can spend all of this"
Rian hugged Amara from behind "You are so fragrant that Amara made me want to go back in love with you in bed, you don't have to worry about the food we can definitely spend because all day you will lose a lot of energy" whispered Rian
Amara's hair stood up, her heart beat racing as she felt her husband's breath hit a sensitive spot in her ear.
" Rian you don't mess around, I'm just taking a shower"
" It's precisely because you just took a shower that will make you more excited"
Feeling threatened, Amara tried to negotiate with her husband.
" Dear I'm bored if it continues in the room, what if we go for a walk out, must be exciting" invited Amara excited
" Okay I agree but later after dzuhur, for now you wear the clothes that I have prepared for you on the nightstand, I take a shower you wait for me! later we have breakfast together" after giving instructions to his wife Rian to go into the bathroom.
Amara walked up to the nightstand where her clothes were placed. Instantly Amara's facial expression turned wry when he saw the clothes he had been holding was a Japanese schoolgirl costume but this version of the sex where the tops crop models with low cleavage, but this is a version of the sex, obviously if in use navel and cleavage will appear exposed, not to mention skirts that are only limited to the thighs.
" What's this shirt anyway? you pervert guy, he could have told me to wear less clothes like this, just look I'll get back at him." Amara opened the closet containing some clothes belonging to Rian with a grinning smile Amara immediately took it and put the clothes into the trash can in his room.
" Know your taste Rian! so do not mess with me" satisfied with his actions, Amara again picked up the clothes that had been scattering on the bed.
" Other than cold, I can wear it" Amara was forced to wear the Japanese uniform.
The bathroom door was open, Rian who saw the weakness of his wife's body when wearing a Japanese uniform felt her heartbeat violently beat.
" Wow.you are so hot baby, after we have breakfast I want to play schools with you" while grinning.
" But perverted brain! his mind is just a matter of pleasure, I think you are different from most men, it turns out your imagination is even wilder than them" Amara cerocos
Rian approached his irritated wife while throwing her sweet smile, Amara's eyes unable to turn away from her husband's sexy abdominal muscles in her eyes.
Damn body shape makes my saliva almost drip, if this is how I can stand firm.
" Dear listen to me, there are a lot of women out there who wear sexy clothes just to get my attention, but I try not to be tempted not because I am not interested just that I do not want to waste my time just to play around with those who one day I will surely regret it, therefore I want to give up all my wild desires and imaginations only for my legal wife, besides I get pleasure I will also get a reward is not it a great advantage?" rian clearly with a serious face
I didn't expect that the man I thought was perverted was a man who held fast to his principles, he was able to take good care of his lust. If this is not my reason for rejecting it, I promise to serve you well, my priest, inward Amara
