MY 250 MILLION PEARLS

33. I'll have my boat at the Port of Your Heart

"Indeed. That's what I'm gonna say. If I don't change my mind." Hana looked back at Luke. "I've been going back and forth telling mom to ask you to look for ART from now-so yeah, yeah, just hire it. From now.

Like I said earlier sooner or later 'toh you.we, in the end have to hire a maid..."

Then silence.

Hannah silently glanced up, to the ceiling of the room with a mind that only she herself knew of its contents, while Luke gaped again at Ratna's saying : 'hana is afraid of bad karma. The impact of the actions on you and meiska...'

His wife seems to think far away. Actually it was not part of the overthinking-an Hana, only now did the man realize once bu Nita's figure had actually been present in the house in the middle of the two of them ; if Luke was presented as a housekeeper woman who was even younger than the two of them, berparas and look quite decent, she said, it is natural that then Hana put a suspicion of himself having the possibility of being lured to the ART woman.

As Luke proved clearly can be twisted his heart to Hana. Because the name of the male creature whoever the person, is not a kind of angelic incarnation, the heart is very holy and sincere to the fullest without a latent mode of latent.

"Hana, about this ART.you can trust me..."

"Hm? Meanin?"

A flash of lightning seemed to appear first illuminating the universe then again, the sound of lightning striking this time was much louder... The explosion caused the electricity to shut down. In the rain that still flushed the earth so fiercely, darkness soon enveloped the entire bedroom of Luke. It's pitch-dark.

The man lost Hana's face, and vice versa. Not even a faint look at each other.

"Now the lights are off" said Hana.

"So soon, I light the candle first." Luke was ready to move but Hannah prevented.

"No need. Let it be dark. I'm going to sleep."

Lightning crept up again in the sky, illuminated the room and showed Hana that her husband had taken a second to pierce through the dark looking at her face.

Tempted to tell Hana about Luke already knowing the reason behind the woman's reluctance to hire a housekeeper.

I mean Hana, trust me. That between you, her, and another ex of mine in the past, in my teenage years, that is, there was no more room left in this heart for another woman to occupy.

I want to dock now... Tethered the only boat I saved after the big waves hit, leaning on the harbor of your heart that's all...

"So you mean I can trust you-" In the dark Hana's left hand felt grabbed, touched, to one part of the surface of the face that felt also a bit rough by the 1-day old sideburns, which made Hana did not escape the tremors as soon as she felt her palms gently elucidated slowly, up and down repeatedly, on the right cheek...

Unfortunately it is too dark, so it can not be seen how the facial expression and self of the husband in enjoying the touch stroked from it.

Until Luke's raucous voice is heard then interrupts the moment of melancholy. "I'll answer, but later. We better get some sleep now, Hana. You really need to rest now."

Feel the 1-day-old fine hairs on the cheeks to get close to the jaws of Luke.oh, so thrilling Hana.

Because his passion is hooked. Hormones that work. Making his desire arise, the contents in the stomach also turbulent.

I want to feel more of this now.

But apparently the palm of his hand was then only brought to sleep by Luke who pressed the passage onto a pillow bolstered by the man's cheek. As the lightning to so many times appeared in space reflected the light, Hana could immediately see the two eyes of the husband had been tightly closed... Facing obliquely towards him, screwing a palm and bolting.

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Morning and light a few hours later...

Leave the air cools the rest of the influence of the rain last night until it ends to dawn a moment ago.

On the edge of the bed in a slanted sitting position, Luke who bent over Hana and rested his right hand on the pillow, began to melu*att the woman's lips, directly to the rough. Wild without compromise. So hungry.

Hana can only return to memejam, broken to welcome and serve because still shocked, suddenly experiencing this.

"I haven't even brushed my teeth yet..." The woman groaned half sulking in between kissing.

Luke laughed briefly, clenching his lower lip. "It's still a mouthwash you used last night..."

" 'Tell time?"

"He-m."

The kiss continued.

Apparently the husband who had brushed his teeth, Hana could feel the rest of the mint.

Also has shaved to slippery drizzle even though all night Hana to have to imagine the heat looking for satisfaction, secretly imagining yourself thrusting the sensitive peak of this breast fruit the beauty of the hair of the sideburns...

Groaning subtly due to the repetition of the imagination, unconsciously by still kissing and mengjam Hana raised the chest.puffing the pay*dara, which of course is impossible not realized by the husband.

The man looked downwards and happily granted Hana's voiceless request.

The two twin hills of Hana meet a swab of the chest surface of Luke's field... Hana was satisfied.

Reminds Luke of the knowledge that calls: 'worshipping or moaning is not only a natural reaction of the body, but also as a form of communication that makes the relationship between wife and husband become more intimate, women will make moans more often than men.'

"It's almost 8 now, Hana." A moment later the sum of Luke's left palm replaced his chest duty, the man was*mas-re*as a large rounded hill pay*dara Hana.

Returning the man's gaze, Hana nodded. Reliable if it gets to the afternoon will only be cleared without doing anything else.

"Let's get ready. Let's have breakfast first. You said Farah's coming at 9." Still, while talking Luke did not switch from kissing the occasional wife and playing her breasts.

"Half ten." Daringly Hana grabbed the man's left hand and then pushed it behind the negligee from the bottom edge.

The man was fascinated for a moment but made no comment. Simply understand what his hands have to do, then he does it.

Hana drifting...

"Half ten? Maybe at 9 he will come. He's the on-time and dedicated type of worker."

"O.o..."

"Let's see for yourself what he is and how he works. Like prattling, I hope it doesn't bother you."

"No problem..what matters is me..puaas....achh...10 minutes more? please..."

Unobtrusive Luke smiled meaningfully in order to hear the blatant sexy-pitched sentence.

The umpteenth time the man granted Hana's request.

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