Love Games

Pleases

The struggle between Richie and Reina was getting hotter, especially when it was outside was raining quite big.

There was a heavy trickle that hit the roof of the building, while Richie was holding Reina's body while dominating the ongoing game.

Both of her burly arms were coiled around Reina's waist as she stomped her sensual body from behind.

Reina increasingly can not control the rhythm given Richie, really make it more and more floating, as if all this does not want to end soon.

This was the moment that Reina had been waiting for after so long, the longing desire that she had longed for was now channeled with body language that greeted each other.

Both of their lips meet again and exchange saliva, the kiss given Richie increasingly down to reach the neck of his rank and leave a trace of ownership there.

Richie further sped up his movements when he reached the peak of that enjoyment, and Reina could not help but let out a beautiful sigh that filled the corner of the room in rhythm with the rain ripples clearly heard from outside the window.

"I love you," cried Reina as her core released a love lubricant. However, Richie did not reply a single word, he again silenced Reina's mouth with his mouth.

After that, those who were both covered in sweat, until both collapsed on the bed.

Reina smiled satisfied with a breath of breath after completing her obligations along with Richie.

"Honey, thank you" Reina said sincerely at the end of their hot game that had just happened, but Richie seemed reluctant to reply, he chose to avoid while sleeping on his back to the Wife.

To that end, Reina feels reassessed by Richie.

Reina, hesitantly hugged her husband's waist from behind in an equally sideways position.

"Honey, I hope after this you can love me again" whispered Reina, Richie pretended not to hear, he was already very tired, and finally chose to close his eyes.

Reina, she felt the same way, but she did not forget her duty as a mother.

He chose to move on and clean up, because he felt, Ryan really needed it.

After that, Reina returned to the room, this time wearing a bathrobe with a small towel wrapped around her long wet hair.

She saw Richie who was fast asleep in a state of innocence, Reina stepped over and wrapped her husband's body with a blanket.

He saw sweat spots on his forehead and temples, and he immediately wiped them with a tishu.

Reina made that move with great feeling and caution.

He now gives a sweet smile that is so sincere to the body that has fallen asleep.

Suddenly, he heard the door of the room on tap from outside, with quick steps, Reina moved up and opened it.

Sure enough, the little one was crying because he missed her.

"Ryan, here son." Reina took Ryan from Miss Lily's sling.

Reina and Ryan are inseparable, Ryan is very close to his mother.

The girl had not had time to wear clothes, until she held Ryan in a state still wearing a bathrobe.

"Reina, it seems you look very happy, son," said Miss Lily as she watched the look on her daughter-in-law's face.

Reina smiled at the mother-in-law's words. "yes, of course I am very happy, because my husband wants to touch me again," she said, Miss Lily smiled feeling relief in her heart, because this is what she expected, because this is what she wanted, namely, the harmony of the small family that is being built by Reina and her son, Richie.

"Thank God, baby. Mama was happy to hear it," Ms. Lily said with haru.

Reina did not want to waste this opportunity, she wanted to serve her husband wholeheartedly.

She asked her husband's favorite food to the mother-in-law, because today she wants to cook food for him.

Reina decides to cook chicken milk for Richie after finding out that she likes Chinese food. Although Reina did not have enough experience in cooking this dish, she was excited to try.

Reina searched for cooking guides on the internet and started preparing the necessary ingredients. While it probably won't be the perfect dish, her intention and effort to please Richie is radiated at every step.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of appetizing food as Reina tried to cook dishes that would make her husband happy. Not only was the dish she was cooking, but Reina's efforts and goodwill were poured into her every step, everything she did with love.

"Mrs, let me." The Yeti attempted to take over Reina's job at the time, but Reina forbade him.

"No need Ma'am, I want to cook for my husband," said Reina attentively, Yeti understood, he replied with a nod.

Yeti stood behind Reina and continued to watch her movements, Reina also did not hesitate to ask what her shortcomings were to the Yeti, so they discussed with each other to produce a perfect dish.

"Try to taste the results of my cooking, Ma'am," Reina said, the Yeti immediately took a spoon and then sipped the sauce.

After cooking, Reina made ginger milk, then she served the glass on a tray.

She carried him with great care into the room, coincidentally at that time her husband had just opened both eyes.

Richie yawned while writhing in a lazy motion, Reina approached herself, then placed the milk glass on the nightstand.

"Darling, I've made ginger milk to warm your body, let's drink it!" he said, Richie turned both his eyes lazily towards Reina.

"Who told?" asked Richie in a slanted tone.

"I'm an initiative, oya, I've also cooked a special meal for you, too" Reina said with confidence.

"Can you cook?" richie asked with a small glance, Reina nodded slowly with a faint smile.

"He'em," he replied.

"Oh," Richie replied. "Okay, if your cooking is not good, I'll throw it in your face!" she continued harshly, Reina could only sigh harshly at the wearing words from her husband.

However, he considers it all like a joke, Reina does not want to be too take heart because it will only produce disappointment, she will always be patient to face the attitude of Richie who has changed 180 degrees.

Richie grabbed the tall glass, then sipped the milk that had been served by the wife, he drank it until it was not left.

Reina smiled, at least with that her efforts were appreciated.

"Now!" Richie thrust the empty glass at Reina. "take it out again, I don't like it in the room put dirty equipment! there!" driving Richie away rudely, Reina nodded slowly and stepped back out.

However, Reina stopped her steps for a moment when she reached the doorway.

"Darling, I'll wait for you in the dining room, take a shower, right away" she ordered, Richie snorted in annoyance at the woman's chatter. "yes, take it!"

"He cooked me food? Hmm. I'm not sure he can do it, "the inner Richie who takes his wife for granted.

Richie was impatient to taste the results of Reina's cooking, he got up to take a bath.

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Moments later, he returned, this time wearing sleeping pajamas that looked very elegant.

Richie went downstairs in the elevator, his presence received a warm greeting from family members and maids, especially Reina and her son, Ryan was also present there.

"Darling, come here!" Reina waved at her husband. Richie stepped in a lazy gesture.

Reina so deftly served her husband, she served food with great care.

Everyone who saw her also developed a smile, they were impressed by Reina's attitude which was so swift in pampering her husband and son.

"Let's try, '" Reina said as the bowl containing the soup was presented right in front of Richie's desk at the time.

Her eyes were hopeful, waiting for her husband's reaction to the dish she prepared so thoroughly.

Richie began to taste the results of Reina's cooking, and he nodded in satisfaction with the results. "frozen," Richie said, Reina smiled proudly to herself at the time.

"Here are you cooking?" richie asked as if it was not sure if it was Reina's job, because the results of the cuisine were not much different from the starry restaurant dishes, but Richie was too prestigious to express it.

"Yes, of course," Reina replied in a loud voice.

"Lumayan anyway, but, that doesn't mean it fits my tongue, it's still far from perfect" he said, Reina flinching a little in despair.

Suddenly the phone shakes take Richie's attention, he checks to find out who sent him a short message.

An unknown number greeted him personally.

[Good night Mr. Richie,]

greeting from the contact who wore a photo of a woman's profile, he sent a chat complete with emot finger love at the end of his sentence, contact Richie's eyes immediately patterned with sputum.

"What's the matter, honey?" asked Reina curiously.

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Seriate...