Married Bad Boy
The Part 50
The night was quiet in the apartment Widya. la sat on the sofa while reading a book with misgivings. He glanced at the clock five times and wondered why Azri had not come home until this second. Could it be that her husband stopped by somewhere first? Widya quickly shook her head dismissing that thought.
Click click click click.
Just as Widya heard the sound of the door being opened, her body stiffened with its own. That must be Azri. No one knows their apartment code but themselves and Azri himself, except Bibi who is in charge of cleaning the apartment when they go to work.
The sound of Azri's footsteps came closer and closer. Widya tries not to care about reading books. However, along with the footsteps that were increasingly clear, he could not concentrate on the letters printed on the book.
"You're here the way it looks."
Azri enters the room where she is while removing her suit and tie. Widya tried to be calm. He looked at Azri with a smile as usual. la had hoped Azri forgot their agreement. Azri unbuttoned two buttons over his shirt.
"Where was the outcome of the meeting?" ask Widya relax.
Azri stopped and turned to look at him. Widya had to hold her breath when she found the man's cold expression. Azri said nothing and took something from her briefcase. He took out a blue map and placed it on the table in front of Widya. la looked at the map with confused winking eyes. la then looked at Azri asking for an explanation.
Azri's cold face suddenly adorned with a wide smile
"I managed to get that contract. If you don't believe that's proof."
There was an incredible happy tone from Azri's speech. He pointed at the map on the table. Meanwhile Widya can only be glued. His guess is right.
Azri managed to get her, and that means I have to lose my girlhood tonight? His heart beats and body shakes.
Widya opened the map to prove Azri's words. His heart rumbled as he saw Mahendra's signature and GN Group leader's signature on a contract sheet. Her body is squeezing.
Undoubtedly. Azri actually managed to get her. Widya put the map on the table. He was confused to be happy or sad about this news.
"Congratulations." Widya forced a smile for Azri's success. On the other hand he felt relieved because in this way, Azri would slowly change in a better direction.
Azri approached and sat down beside him. Widya is ready with whatever Azri will do to her.
"That's how you congratulate your husband?" asked Azri sarcastically.
Widya blinked her eyes. “Indeed should his how?“
Azri pulled both Widya's hands and wrapped them around her neck. Widya can only let Azri do anything to her body. He tries to avoid seeing Azri at this close distance, but Azri always manages to make his eyes attracted to his black eyes.
"Give me a kiss," Azri said casually making Widya screech in surprise.
"What the fuck!"
"Hurry kiss me, right here." Azri tapped his fingers on the surface of his lips.
Widya hesitantly looked at Azri who was smiling triumphantly. This man must have deliberately wanted to tease her and embarrass her. This has become the typical way of Azri El Pradipta. After that bikini incident now she asked her to kiss him first?
Oh dear's.
Azri looks forward to when Widya kisses him first. Therefore he waited patiently as Widya began to bring her face closer nervously. As soon as he felt Widya's soft lips clinging to him, Azri immediately hugged Widya's waist and**mat her with a feeling of excitement, palpitations, and dust.
Widya is still shocked when Azri attaches their bodies, she will never get used to Azri's touch that resembles an electric shock, but makes her longing and addicted. He let Azri kiss him at will. What Widya did was to give up her arms around Azri's neck as if it was her life-saving rope.
Really, Azri was so good at kissing that Widya felt her body hot and limp at the same time.
Azri slowly laid her body on the sofa. Widya pushed Azri's shoulder, asking for air. They gasped for breath as Azri distanced her face to give Widya a chance to take a breath.
"You didn't forget our deal, did you?" tanya Azri accompanied by a gentle smile.
"Then why are you wearing these boring pajamas again?"
Azri glanced at the pajamas covering Widya's body. So Widya should wear a more evocative nightgown than the pajamas she wears now. In appearance like this Widya more like Zavir niece who is still geeky and snot.
"I don't have any other nightgown than this."
Azri blinked in disbelief. He just heard there are adult women who do not have a single sexy nightgown. He sighed resignedly.
"Like her I have to buy some lingerie for you, you have to wear it if next time we do this."
"What?" Widya. So Azri will ask her to sleep together again next time?
Widya's reaction made Azri squint. "You don't think tonight's the first and last time I touch you, do you?"
Azri did not give Widya a chance to answer. He silenced her with a gentle kiss on the girl's neck. Widya responds in the form of a subtle lyric, which instead stimulates her to give a more intense touch. Faintly Azri could also smell the fresh fragrance of jasmine.
"You did treatment at the spa before this?“ ask Azri in amazement. It's good to know Widya's really prepared herself for her.
"Tonight is a special night for both of us and also our first experience of sleeping together. I want to make her unforgettable memories—at least for me." Widya answered timidly.
Azri's smile widened. “It will also be an unforgettable night for me." la prepared to scoop the reddish lips in front of her when she felt the phone in her pants pocket vibrate.
Azri. He got up and reached into his cell phone while sitting down. Widya came to sit down, her curious gaze fixed on Azri who said politely with someone on the phone. Like a very important conversation.
"Fest?" Azri says. He looked at his wife for a moment and spoke back. "Ah, of course I'll take my wife to your party. Thanks for the invitation. Well, hopefully this project can go well."
"Who?" widya asked curiously after Azri closed the conversation then threw her phone to another sofa. Instead of answering Azri instead pulled Widya up on his lap.
"Presdir GN, leader of GN Group. She invited me to her birthday party next month. He also asked me to take you with me" Azri explained with a sweet smile that Widya had never seen. "You know, she really likes me and said she'd love to match me up with her daughter. But I refused and said that I was married."
Widya looked down her face embarrassed. He was never looked at the way Azri was staring at him now.
Azri's outstretched hand held Widya's chin, feeling amazed at her expression now. It was adorable and made her think of Widya's expression that she saw in the dream.
"I won't let you run away like that, so be prepared." Azri's view softened.
Widya will not run away everywhere even though Azri does not stare at her like this. He does not care whether Azri treats him with as he pleases or not, now he realizes why the former lovers of the man can not escape when it is entangled in his charm. Azri has warm, soothing eyes and makes her feel very loved.
"I did not intend to run away," murmured Widya embarrassed and stiff.
Azri smiled. The man pulls his nape closer and their lips are back in chains. Azri's hand moved deftly opening every button of Widya's pajamas. He was amazed.
"Wow, I didn't know you were actually wearing this sexy underwear, why didn't you tell me?"
Who would have thought behind those boring pajamas Widya gave an unexpected surprise. Not only pampering the eyes, a pair of almost transparent brocade underwear made Widya's appearance even more evocative.
"Indeed I should tell you first?" Widya did not want to say that this was the lingerie that Bella bought this afternoon.
Azri sniffed his happy shoulder. "You're right. Giving a surprise like this makes me more excited."
Azri took Widya to her room. He laid Widya in the middle of his bed covered in white bed cover. He gently stroked along Widya's facial line. The girl closed her eyes. Azri smelled a smile. He kissed Widya, slowly, but surely, he brought Widya into a new world that shook and destroyed body and soul.
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