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NOT THE FIRST NIGHT

At 3 am Clarisa woke up from her sleep feeling her throat was dry. He stepped down from the bed and grabbed the bath kimono to cover his innocent body. She covered Mike's body again with a blanket that opened when he woke up.

Mike opened his eyes and held Clarisa's hand, which was tidying the blanket on Mike's body.

"Where are you going?" mike asked in a typical sound of people waking up.

"Drink. You want?"

"Yes. Hurry back."

Clary went to the kitchen and brought a bottle of water and two glasses for them to drink. Clary pours water for Mike who is still faithfully waiting for her in bed.

"Do you want to continue sleeping?" mike asked, giving Clary an empty glass.

"Do it if you want it." Clary seemed to have understood the implied purpose of Mike's question.

"We're just sleeping. I'm sleepy." Mike pulls Clary back in his arms.

*****

Morning is approaching. Clary got up first and prepared breakfast for the two of them. He wants to wake Mike up for breakfast. But his intentions were snuffed out and he started his own breakfast. After that he got out of Mike's apartment and jogged in the park. Not forgetting before he put a piece of paper on the dining table that read the message that he was jogging in the park.

The increasingly dazzling sunlight managed to bury Mike from his deep sleep because of the window curtain that was accidentally opened by Clary.

Mike blinked his eyes slowly. Collecting his life and consciousness. He looked at every corner of the room and he couldn't find Clary there. Mike walks out of the room hoping to find his wife. But nil, he only got a scrap of message on the dining table. Not that she was calm with the message Clary left behind, she instead panicked and immediately grabbed her phone.

Tuuuut...

" Yes?" Answer the voice across the phone.

"Hurry home!!" mike shouted and then turned off the phone.

"Based on the old man." decak Clary cursed her husband.

Clary arrived at the apartment shortly. He opened the door and placed a special peacock shoe near the door. He stepped into the kitchen while taking off his hoody jacket.

GRABS

His hands were on Clary's waist. Clary was momentarily shocked but soon realized when she remembered that it must have been her husband who had done that.

" Why did you leave?" a heavy voice was right in Clary's ear until she could feel a warm breath from Mike.

" I'm just jogging" replied Clary flatly.

Mike increasingly stretched his arms sabil kissed the nape of the neck and shoulders of Clary who opened because he only used a tanktop.

" You smell so good." Clary inhales the mint scent from Mike's body.

"You like it?" ask Mike who expects an absolute 'yes' answer'.

" Hemm" replied Clary flatly. "let go. I want a drink." he added.

"No" Mike's getting busy playing in Clary's neck area.

"Mike. I'm gonna take a shower too. You know I sweat a lot after jogging." Clary tries to let go of Mike's tightening embrace.

"Come on. I'll make you sweat more." Mike bit Clary's ear slightly which made the woman's blood hot.

" Your cheeks are red? You shy?" Mike Goda.

Without answering Mike's question, Clary stomped on the man's feet until he complained of pain and took off his arms.

"You're crazy!!" shouting Mike.

"And you're crazier for loving a madman." Clary sneered before she downed the water in her glass.

" aw.. Mike!!!" clary screeches as Mike suddenly lifts his body.

STUNTMAN

The glass that Clary was going to put on the table fell because it slipped out of her hand. He tried to wriggle to get out of Mike's sling. Clary's body is on Mike's shoulder. He looked like a sack of rice raised by artisans in the markets.

BRUKKK

"Mike.. Mike look at me." Clary's voice began to rumble mixed with a sigh that escaped his lips as Mike's hands and lips began to wildly touch every inch of his body.

"Sssssstttt..." Mike shut Clary's mouth with his index finger. He stared at the woman's face in front of him. He seemed to know what the woman was going to say and he did not want to hear it or his emotions would bring out the demon in him.

Clary knows the doubts and anxieties that rule Mike's mind right now. She stared softly at the now legitimate man as her husband. Deliberately covering up all the dilemmas in his head. Clary draped her hands around Mike's neck, gently stroking Mike's hair to try to calm him down.

"Do it." Clary made up her determination and courage to say that to her husband.

Without further admonition Mike launched all his actions. Bringing them into actual union and not by force anymore. This time Mike did it very gently and lovingly. Not like before. What he did to Clary was full of lust and emotion and anger.

Moans and moans filled the room. Mike really enjoyed the game this time. He was so happy to have gotten the woman he had loved all along. Doing it gently and lovingly makes Mike want to keep doing it over and over again. Although Clary was not the first woman he slept with but still he felt different things that made him like opium.

"Why are you so narrow? Is your ex-husband not as big as mine?" asked Mike vulgar on the sidelines of his game.

"Be quiet. I even only did it 3 times with him." Clary was embarrassed to admit it.

"What??!!!" Mike stopped his activities for a moment. " Oh God, how lucky I am" Mike was even happier to hear Clary's honesty.

" Mike you hurting me ah.." Clary begins to feel pain as Mike's behavior gets increasingly out of control. " Mike stop it. We do this allday." Clarisa tries to break away from Mike with her remaining strength.

"No!!" mike replied firmly and glanced at Clary's eyes.

"Mike please.. Mike.ah.stop it.." Clary's voice mixed with his sigh makes Mike's lust peaked.

Mike really didn't give Clary a chance to rest. Even lunch they missed. He did it over and over again as if he never felt satisfied. Until the sun goes down and the sky goes dark Clary must be willing to give up on Mike which makes him limp helpless.

" Once more beyb.." Mike's heavy voice begged and slightly forced on his wife and was answered with a soft nod from Clary because no matter how much he refused Mike would still do it.

To be honest Clary was very tired and exhausted to be unable to refuse or thrash again. She accepted with resignation everything her husband did to her body. Starting from touch, bite and up to all the ownership marks scattered on each curve of the body and neck. Mike is like a starving lion eating Clary's body out.

"Honey wake up. Come eat. I know you're hungry." Mike brought food to the bed where Clary fell asleep after their long activities.

"Emmmm" Clary just squirmed without opening her eyes. He was so tired, his bones were crumbling. How not? Mike really mastered it from morning until nightfall. Even Clary had no time to take a shower after jogging this morning.

Mike kissed Clary on the forehead, patting her on the cheek to wake her up. Mike smiled at Clary who kept putting away her hands which he felt disturbed his sleep.

"Mike I'm tired. Stop bothering me." whined Clary with eyes still closed.

"Hey at least eat first baby so that your body is refreshed when you wake up."

"Emmmm" Clary was still reluctant to open her eyes.

"Wake up and eat or I'll eat you again." whispered Mike right in Clary's ear was able to make Clary realize from her dream.

"It sucks!!!" Clary got up and leaned against the bed and covered her innocent body with a blanket up to her chest.

Mike was worried to see it. He wanted to do it again to his wife. But no matter how strong a person will also be weak and lackluster if he eats less. So Mike immediately cooked the food and now he painstakingly fed Clary after she had eaten before waking up his wife.

In a flash a plate of spaghetti and beef steak and fries and clean asparagus soup were left. Everything Mike had put on his plate had now moved into his wife's stomach. Apparently Clary was starving after a long day of fighting with Mike.

"Warm brown milk. You must love it." Mike's sweet smile was clearly etched on his lips.

Clary grabbed a big glass of her favorite warm chocolate milk. He drank it up. Either he was hungry or possessed until he did not realize that he had spent food in a lot of jumblahnyang.

Mike smiled to see it. He gently rubbed the top of Clary's head and cleaned up all of Clary's food scraps and brought her into the kitchen. "Rest. We will continue it again." God again.

Clary just kept quiet soon bringsut go back in her blanket not want to argue with her husband. He felt weak even though he ate a lot. He didn't expect Mike to be that big on him. There was no mercy for him even a little gap to breathe calmly he did not have time.

*******

The next morning Mike and Clary visit Mr. Carlos' mansion to take the Clary family for a walk. They use a mini bus so that all are transported in one vehicle. Mike thought it would be more fun to be in one vehicle with a lot of people joking around.

Fortunately the country was in cold weather so Clary could use a scarf which she would use to cover all of Mike's red marks. If they see him, he will certainly be the bullyan material of his family, especially his brother Alan who is super jail.

EXPIRE

Thank you for reading this novel, so be entertained. Even though the story is messed up my mind 3.

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