Love Comes Because of the Unaccustomed

Climb together

Arriving at the apartment, Paris was still in an irritated fashion. He was still waiting for the right moment to ask. He was still busy carrying all the Parisian stuff left in the car.

The last item Agam brought into the apartment was a suitcase. Agam brought Paris's suitcase into the room. Agam who had circulated his gaze when he started to enter the apartment to find his wife, it turned out that Paris was in the room. He lay on the bed with both hands on his back.

I put the Paris suitcase next to the closet. Agam opened the closet door, tidied up his clothes, so that there was a side that Paris could use to put his clothes. Agam did all that while occasionally looking back at the wife.

" No need to put my clothes in. Later let me myself enter. " said Paris when Agam want to open the suitcase.

Agam straightened his body again, then walked closer to the bed. Agam sat himself on the edge of the bed, next to his wife who was lying on her stomach.

" You got a problem? The feeling was that when we got home from Jakarta, you were fine. Why are you a gini jutek now? " ask Agam slowly.

Paris is silent. He was still upset and refused to answer. He even turned his eyes to the right side.

" Hey, "call Agam while stroking Paris's back. " Have I done anything wrong? Why are you turning your face away? " ask Agam back.

" Think of it yourself. " answered Paris in a slightly taut tone. But his voice was slow.

Agam scrunched his forehead and tried to remember what he had done wrong earlier.

" dear... I really don't know what I did wrong said Agam "after he tried to remember but still didn't find the answer.

" Tsk. " Paris sounds crashing.

" We'll talk about it carefully first. Sit down, and we'll talk "please Agam. Paris is still in the same position.

" dear... Please. "agam's ink. " Don't we agree to talk to each other openly about anything? We have agreed to start our domestic life ", Agam continued.

Paris is moving. Slowly, he got up from his stomach and sat leaning against the headboard of the bed. But he still looked down with his face bent.

Agam stretched out his hand and stroked Paris' cheeks, removing the brownish haircut that was on Paris' cheeks. He also sat near Paris. Raising Paris's chin with his finger, and smiling sweetly as the wife glanced at him.

" Tell me what a mistake I made. Let me fix it. Hem's? " persuade Agam.

Paris glanced at him. " Why didn't you refuse to talk to that girl? I like it in the girls! " paris said still in a resentful tone.

Instantly Agam who had been seriously waiting for an answer from his wife, immediately held back his laughter.

" You're jealous? " ask Agam.

" No. Why also jealous. " answered Paris directly.

" Jealous is not pa-pa either. Jealousy means love. If you're jealous of me, you love me. I'm really smart then. "

Paris clucked as she blanched her lips. Manyun forward a few millimeters, making Agam anxious to grab those sexy lips.

" I am sorry. I didn't respond to the woman. He is too coquettish." explained Agam.

" Sorry. I didn't think of waiting for you in the car. I just want to get ready if you need my help. "defa Agam.

Paris did not respond. He chose to turn his face away.

" dear... He was angry with her, "rayu Agam. He was closer to Paris.

" Dear, dengerin. I don't know how many times I've told you. If I was, just love for you. I will never be attracted to another woman. As beautiful as any girl who seduces me, to me, you are the most beautiful, the most adorable, the sexiest and the hottest. " Agam began to issue a persuasion style of his appeal.

Hearing the change from the husband, making Paris cheeks meet. He folded his lower lip inside while turning his face away. But it looks like Agam saw it.

Agam got closer to Paris, kissed her forehead, and said, "I Love you, my sexiest wife. "

Paris returned her husband's gaze with a smile she had hidden. The chance when Paris straightened her face to look her in the eye, Agam did not waste it. He immediately grabbed the lips that had been so inviting to be on.

Agam gave an impromptu attack to melt the anger of the wife. An attack that seemed to be completely on target. Because Paris immediately replied to the pagutan the husband with no less hot. He put both hands to Agam's neck while one hand rubbed Agam's head back.

" dear... Your kiss made me even more crazy about you, "said Agam while putting their eyebrows together after running out of oxygen supply during the kiss.

" Because I have a very good opponent. If I don't study well soon, then I will be made to lose just like that" replied Paris.

" Can we spend our afternoon working out to burn fat? " asked Agam as he rolled his eyes and the hand that stroked his back to his wife's waist intensely.

" Aren't we staying together to do sports together, whether morning, afternoon, evening, or night? " reply to Paris with a flirtatious tone of voice. I don't know who taught him that he could make such a tone of voice.

Agam smiled happily of course because he got the green light from his wife to keep going. Agam again clenched the lips of Paris and hands that continued to trace the curves of his wife's body to reveal the t-shirt worn by the wife.

Before laying his wife to bed, Agam took off the t-shirt attached to his body, and jeans that he also wore to leave only boxers. Then he also took off the t-shirt attached to the wife's body, and after that, put the wife's body into the bed and restrained it.

" Dear, just a few times I held it, it looks like your chest is getting denser. Very fitting in my grasp. " said Agam while playing on the twin mountains of the wife who made the owner moan.

Satisfied with the lips of Paris, Agam moved down, tracing the neck of his wife's level, and downwards, to stop at the top of the chest of Paris that looks pink and stands out because Paris has burned passion created by the husband.

" Murmhhh... " Paris began to mingle because of the pleasure created from the touch of Agam's tongue and fingers on the top of his chest. Paris squeezed her husband's hair while clinging to his chest.

The activity continued until somehow Paris reached the top, only after Agam opened his boxer and inserted his anacond snake into the nest which had been calling.

Before starting to move, Agam had time to ask, "Want to ride a horse, do you want to play a billion? "

" Main bilyard with high speed. Let's move to the top together. "answer Paris in a soft and passionate tone of voice.

" As you want, honey. " replied Agam, then he began to move up and down in a slow rhythm, then medium, then medium, and it ends with a super fast rhythm like the desire of the wife until they scream at the same time and after, set each breath panting.

" I love you, baby. Always. And thank you for being my life partner" said Agam. The words he always said when he finished climbing with his wife.

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