
Alvaro's car drove quickly to the apartment. But this was not the original purpose. But why Alvaro always can't control anything related to Iren. His desire, his possessiveness everything about Iren he can't control it.
The burly man rushed down from the car. Using the elevator, he climbed up to the top floor.
Before long he was in the doorway, then stepped in search of Iren. His steps came to a halt in the doorway of the middle room, when he heard the sound of Iren's laughter being so crisp and melodious.
It made Alvaro wonder what made the girl laugh so crisply. When he was with her he looked so depressed.
His gaze fell on the figure of Iren who was lying sideways facing the TV. Her body was wrapped in a thin black nightgown. It was a shirt he bought some time ago without Iren's knowledge. She was sure Iren looked beautiful while wearing it. Then he bought it, and slipped it between his other clothes. The guess is not wrong, Iren's body looks so perfect wearing it.
Realizing there was someone else in the room, Iren quickly pulled his body into a sitting position. "Sister. Your steps there is no sound, make a shock," Iren's son.
"You're the one who's too focused on the TV, so you don't know anyone's coming." said Alvaro, then sat down next to Iren. The man sat cross-legged, with a haughty face staring at the glass screen in front of him. Makes Iren grieve slowly. How could his haughty face look so handsome in Iren's eyes.
"Sister." call Iren, tilting his body to face Alvaro.
"Hhh."
"Mother was calling. Mom asked why I rarely went home late." said Iren, his eyelids flashing a few times. Show off her heavy eyelashes.
Alvaro turned to stare at him with the usual glare of his eyes. Sharp as the eyes of an eagle, but somehow the sharp highlight always makes Iren's heart pounding. If not being restrained, maybe Iren's hands have moved mischievously touch the thick hairy eyelids and the jaw firmly was full of feeling.
"What did you answer then?" alvaro asked, breaking Iren's daydream.
The girl groped repeatedly to neutralize her feelings. The movement that made Alvaro unable to resist his desire not to touch Iren.
"You teasing me?" asked the man, touching Iren's chin. Bringing that beautiful face towards her. Iren shook his head while pursing his lips, he did not tease Alvaro.
"Then what did you do?" the man asked, his body getting closer. Squeezing Iren's body to the side of the sofa.
"I didn't do anything." she said nervously.
"Right, but I saw you trying to tease me." whispered the man. He couldn't stand it anymore, not only was his heart pounding. But his blood also rippled in his body, feeling very hot. Now his gaze was fixed on Iren's red lips. Even he could feel how sweet those lips were without touching them at all.
But he did not want to just look, he wanted to feel the warm skin of Iren's body as white as snow. With a gentle gesture than usual, Alvaro****** red lips Iren. Sipping on it was full of feelings, making the girl's heart almost explode. Usually treated harshly by Alvaro, then now touched so soft and rhythmic. Make it float, along with explosive desire.
Alvaro took off his kiss slowly, with misty eyes he scanned Iren's face. "We're moving places huh." she whispered, in such a soft tone of voice. Ants look at his eyes at Iren.
Iren nodded weakly, a mist of desire already enveloping his brain, eroding some of his consciousness. He wanted to touch Alvaro, with an even more intimate touch. The warm touch of the man made him even more addicted. He forgot who the man belonged to. All he remembered, his burly body felt so warm. The touch intoxicates the soul. Like drinking alcohol with low levels.
The burly man carried Iren's body into the room. Continue the warmth that had paused.
In an instant, the atmosphere in this room space turned warm. Make two bodies that squeeze each other, drenched in sweat. The sighs and growls sounded simple. Along with the two bodies that are racing in pursuit of pleasure. The expression sweet continued to come out on Alvaro's lips.
While Iren chose to enjoy every touch and compliment this man. Only a sigh of favor was the only one that sounded out from his lips nan tantalizing.
Alvaro's body stomped inside, making Iren suffocate favourably.
The girl had a face that was so dazzling while being high in desire. And Alvaro liked that a lot, even just looking at that expression, was able to make Alvaro spill. But that does not mean this man is weak and unable to play for long. Alvaro is a woman's longing man when it comes to his staffing in bed.
The room was suddenly silent, only the roar of breath was left over from their romance. And the fatigue that hit both bodies. Although only playing softly, but Alvaro did it with a fairly long duration.
After getting tired they were a little lost, both of them cleaned themselves up. Alvaro carried Iren's plain body full of gentleness. I don't know why this guy behaved like he usually does.
Alvaro fills the bathtub with warm water. Then Iren asked to come in. Deftly the man was amassing Iren's hair.
"Iren." call Alvaro. While pouring shampoo on Iren's hair.
Iren looked up at Alvaro above him. "Hmmm." said with a mutter.
The expression on his face again made Alvaro anxious. "Don't show that kind of expression. You want me to eat again?" furious Alvaro, while touching Iren's forehead. The girl is complaining of pain.
"Wouldn't. I'm tired of it." sulking Iren.
"Omong empty, didn't I play slow today?"
"Slow what, I'm just tired of gini." Iren murmured.
Alvaro laughed, making Iren dumbstruck to see him. "Silver brother laughs, but why do stingy sisters rarely laugh?" abugn.
Alvaro instantly changed his expression to flat mode. "I am handsome. Without having to laugh. You know that too, right?" he said with pd.
Iren sneering. But it's true. Iren just likes to be silent enjoying Alvaro's face.
Finished washing Iren's hair, then they took a bath together in the bathtub. Of course, repeating the warmth back on the bed earlier.
Both are now on the bed. Hugging each other warmly.
"Iren." call Alvaro with a heavy voice.
"Hmm."
"Never think of warming another man's bed. Or I'll make you cry blood."
Iren loosened his embrace, then turned his back to Alvaro. It could be that the man was threatening her while hugging her friendly body.
In just a few seconds, Iren's body was forcefully turned towards the man. "I'm not playing." he said.
Iren looked at Alvaro with a sharp look. He doesn't like the word Alvaro. As if she would be a girl who easily crawled a man's basket.
"I never thought to warm your bed either" he said cynically. Alvaro was stunned for a moment, but then his lips grinned.
"You are good at fishing Iren's hasraku" said the man full of naf su.
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