My husband's a real man

Shy Meong

My husband Tajir Man #27

By Sept

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"How is this?" batin Nur is not calm. I wanted to, as soon as Arya started. He's even agitated.

Nur held his breath as Arya touched her butt. The man also slowly removed the hook behind his back. He could breathe a sigh of relief, when it slipped out of place. But, so loose it means he has now been caught.

Yes, Nur was caught off guard by Arya. Whose fault, Arya said no. However, Nur seemed to continue fishing and forcing. As a result, Arya who from yesterday has been tempted, tonight will try. He had a sense of confidence when Nur dared to pull his tie. It turned out to be braver than he expected.

"Nur ...," called Arya in a hoarse, heavy-sounding voice. But there was shahdu in Nur's hearing room that night.

Moreover, the next second, Arya slowly touched the woman's shoulder, turning Nur's gaze towards her. Once they faced each other, they were silent. But their eyes have spoken. Long enough they stared at each other, looking for something into each other's eyes.

Arya's hands were heavy, as she was about to touch his wife's belly. Intentions want to caress their prospective child, but Arya looks stiff when she will stick her palm.

Unable to bear, and certainly feeling very anxious, Nur immediately pulled the arm of the husband. Making Arya free to caress their prospective child without hesitation.

"Mama said, your stomach hurt again."

"Hem ...?" Nur stared with a confused face.

Arya smiled wryly, realizing she had been bullied by her mother. It's so stupid that he just believes in the mother's boast.

"Nur is healthy .. very healthy even," replied Nur. He was very sure that his body was healthy.

"Yes, I believe. Mama must have lied to me." Unknowingly her lips curved up, holding back a smile. Thinking of mom's lies. His mama was so careless, deliberately blocking him from going out of town.

"What did Mom lie to? Lying I'm sick?" Nur squinted his eyes.

"You must know the answer" said Arya with a hidden meaning.

Right, Nur does know. He has already memorized his personality. Which always forces Arya and Nur always close.

"Oh ..," Nur became clumsy.

"Ec ... Not taking a shower?" added Nur. He tried to behave normally, even though his heart had jumped. Close to Arya, instead of being afraid, there was a strange feeling. Usually not like this.

"Ah .. yes. Later."

"Later? But how do you open the buttons here?" batin Nur who started sultry when he saw Arya take off her clothes. Moreover, he can peek the contents behind the shirt. It seems, the row of torn bread will soon be revealed perfectly.

"Gosh, what's wrong with my head?" muttered Nur, he tried to brush off the thoughts that had filled his entire head.

"Do you want me to take a shower first? That means, I'm gonna have to take a bath twice tonight."

Instantly the head of Nur was immediately quyeng, the pregnant brain was immediately traveling everywhere. Why take a shower twice? Jeez, Nur's cheeks instantly blushed like tomatoes. Suddenly he was shy of cats. Shame but want.

Seeing Nur blushing, Arya continued her words.

Arya's sentence was interrupted because Nur immediately got up. He sat right in front of her. For a man like Arya, the boy was teasing her. In fact, Nur just looked at Arya without a blink. Just staring and touching her chest with her palm, but Arya had already started to fidget.

"Write it later, Mas. All of you." His mouth was too bold, even though his heart was about to explode. How else, it's over.

Meanwhile, hearing Nur's words, Arya immediately swallowed her own saliva. His jaw up and down, Nur's touch was like a stream of electricity that directly flowed all over his body. He was stung, and his soul began to tremble.

Nur is beyond expectations. What does it mean that the green light is on? Suddenly he was angry.

"I'll drink!" Arya dodged as fast as lightning. He headed for the table, where there was an empty teapot and glass there.

Glek glek

Nur observed Arya from her current position. While Arya, after successfully wetting the esophagus. He turned around and went back towards Nur. He sat on the edge of the bed awkwardly.

"Are you sure, all right?" ask Arya. He wanted to make sure again.

Nur nodded slowly. That one nod was the opening and beginning of the opening of the entrance gate for Arya.

With hands that look vibrating, Arya who is no longer wearing a top shirt, tried to unbutton Nur's pajamas. He had just undressed, but his breath was already hunting. The heart of both races, as if chasing.

"I don't think I can back down!" batin Nur then closed his eyes.

Slowly, Arya laid Nur right into the middle. It spreads like a sinew. Tracing the curves of the wife's body with her fingers that began to stretch, from top to toe. Making Nur squirm because he felt amused. But Nur liked it, neither brushed it off nor refused. He likes this taste sensation. Apparently, Nur's cravings are in order. Groped and loved by the father of the fetus he is carrying now.

Whereas Arya, the more Nur squirms like a hot worm, the more he is driven. Nur is like a magnet, which forces something in his body to come out.

Bukkk

Nur glanced to the side, stared at Arya who threw her own body right next to him. Arya seemed to be breathing out. Not a breath yet the man had already hunted. Is he holding something back?

"Mas Arya's fine, right?" dressing Nur who asked the condition of her husband.

"No .. I'm not okay Nur."

Can't bear to see the look in Nur's eyes that looked deeply at him, making Arya immediately grabbed the young woman's waist. His heart was pounding, trembling, beating faster.

"Hant Mas Arya ..." Without hesitation, Nur placed his palm. I can feel that beating. Just like hers.

"What's wrong with my heart, Nur?"

Nur spontaneously shook his head. And Arya smiled sweetly looking at him.

"Why are you so handsome when you smile, Mom?" nur Azizah's inner voice as Arya smiled at him.

"Eh ... What do you want?" batin Nur when he saw Arya's face getting closer. Panicked, Nur hurriedly closed his eyes. And sure enough, everything was as it wanted. The man brought the lips closer together.

Nur pasrah, leave everything to Arya. Even as Arya pressed her thin lips together, Nur opened her mouth instead. Like allowing Arya to enter.

This was their first kiss that contained a taste. Awkward taste, sour taste, sweetness and opium. How not, Arya kissed him until his lips felt numb. The man again sipped it, so it was not left. Soft, deep and increasingly demanding.

The next second, Arya had already thrown her pants in any direction. Seriate.