SECRET WIFE YOUNG MASTER

Get used to together

Gloria threw herself on the bed, rolling over her like a child playing. Indeed Shaka's bed is very comfortable, how not! This is the bed of choice, made of quality material number 1.

Gloria finally stopped, she was tired of her useless activities. Drowsiness began to envelop Gloria, her round eyes slowly closed. Until he was docked in a beautiful dreamland.

The clock on the wall had turned 7pm, but Gloria was still unmoved from her sleep. The woman really enjoyed the matchless comfort.

Chequek.. The door to the room is open. Enter the figure of a man who still wears his full work coat. In the throw of the bag that he was about to go in any direction, his face looks upset when he finds a petite woman is busy falling asleep.

"I told you to wait for me at home, Yes you did wait for me, waiting for me while asleep." Shaka Gumam.

Shaka brought himself closer to the basket, his sense of sadness lost when he saw Gloria sleep curled up like a baby, he pricked Gloria's cheek with his finger. But the woman did not flinch.

Shaka snorted, then took off his suit and shirt, throwing it right over Gloria's body. It was seen that his torn bread was clearly displayed in front of Gloria who began to open her eyes.

"Sir, you're home?." Gloria immediately woke up from her bed.

"Why don't you welcome me in front, didn't Aunt Rick tell you?."

"Sorry sir, I've been asleep since the afternoon, so I haven't seen Aunt Rick yet." Gloria lowered her head.

"Let's take a shower."

"What!!!!." Gloria was aghast, her consciousness that was originally half-instantaneously intact completely. Was his hearing wrong? No, there was nothing wrong with his hearing, what was wrong was the cold man's mouth that easily uttered nonsensical words.

"Let's take a shower together."

"Shower together!!!." Gloria's getting flabbergasted. Actually what the man thought, yesterday he told Gloria to watch him naked. Now he asks Gloria to take a bath together. "It's crazy!!, this is really a stupid thing!." Inner Gloria.

"Yes! Shower together, haven't you taken a shower. I see you've been wearing the same clothes since this morning."

"No way!." Gloria this time did not obey Shaka's words.

"Why?." Shaka frowned.

"You said why?, sir! Of course I'm embarrassed." Gloria's face flushed red, between shame and anger.

"You don't have to be ashamed, I'm your husband."

"No! I still don't want to!."

"Well, I think I should push you a little bit." Shaka forcefully pulled Gloria's tiny body, then carried her on his shoulders like lifting a sack.

"Aaaahh.. Helpme! Anyone out there, help me!." Gloria Shouts.

"Hahaha no one will dare to come in here, be quiet don't keep moving or your little body will fall." Shaka laughed very widely, yet it sounded very horrible to Gloria.

Arriving in the bathroom, Shaka slowly lowered Gloria's body into the bath. Then he took off his trousers and went inside the bath.

"Master.. It's a little uncomfortable."

"Be quiet, now rub my back."

Gloria rubs Shaka's back, her mouth is kamit no matter what spell she says.

Shaka pulled Gloria's hand until the woman fell in his arms. "What you said, I can hear from earlier. You're blaspheming me?."

"No sir, I don't dare do that." Gloria put on her sweetest smile.

"Now take off your clothes." Shaka stared at Gloria's already wet clothes, clearly imprinted with the woman's beautiful body shape.

"No sir, I'll take it off after you've finished your bath." Gloria shook her head.

"All right." With hesitation Gloria took off her clothes one by one. Until the white body looks smooth, perfect!.

Glug.. Shaka swallows his salivary. He immediately pulled Gloria's petite body into his arms. He hugged Gloria very tightly, continuing to tighten his embrace at someone on his lap. He thrust into the hollow of the woman's neck before him, as if seeking warmth in the cold water that soaked the surface of his skin. His burly hands locked onto Gloria's body.

"Let it be like this, just for a second." Lirih Shaka's.

As for Gloria, she doesn't know what to do now. His body did not want to rebel, what was this feeling?, Shaka's treatment was able to make his heart melt at one time. His heart was beating so fast, so fast that he was afraid he could not control it. His hand moved without being told, replying to the arms of the Man before him. He hugged her like he was reluctant to let go.

Until he realized when he felt something was getting hardened down there. He immediately pushes Shaka's body, albeit in vain.

"Master.. That's.." Gloria didn't continue her sentence.

"I'm a normal man, of course mine stiffened when I was with women. Especially with my wife." Shaka understood what Gloria meant.

"Lord.." Gloria was hard to make her voice.

Shaka brought his face closer to Gloria's, Cup.. Cup.. He kissed the woman's forehead and lips in front of him. "You're mine."

Gloria smiled, the corner of her lips pulled full upwards, her heart blossoming. As if there were many colorful soap bubbles bursting in his heart.

"Let's continue bathing, you'll catch a cold." Said Shaka who was answered nodding by Gloria.

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What is this feeling? Gloria tries to neutralize her heartbeat which has to work faster since Shaka suddenly buried his head in Gloria's chest.

"Your heart is like it's coming out of its place, I can hear it." Shaka laughed at Gloria, what happened to the man. Why laugh so hard now.

"It's all because of you sir, if I die young from a heart attack you're the one I'm gonna blame." Gloria leaned her head on the pillow as comfortable as possible.

"Let's try to get used to each other." Shaka shook his head.

"Sir please stop, don't keep moving." Gloria feels tickled.

Shaka now leaned his head on the bed, one hand he made as a pillow. He closed his eyes for a moment and repeated his words. "From now on we try to get used to each other, however you are my wife and I am your husband. Let's have a relationship like a husband and wife." Shaka breathed and continued, "While I don't love you, I'm still a man who needs a woman's caress, let alone a wife. You understand what I mean, don't you, Gloria?." Shaka looked up at the ceiling of his room, his tone was not as gentle as before.

Gloria nods, she is well aware that a wife must certainly meet the biological needs of her husband. Even though he is young, it does not mean he knows nothing.

"alright.. From now on you should get used to me more. And one more thing, don't you call me sir, I'm your husband not your master, as if I were acting as a cruel husband."

"What should I call you?."

"Just call my name."

"Aahs.. No, that's too disrespectful. Our age is far away."

Shaka grinned, the one thing he had forgotten these few days was that the age of the woman beside him was only 21 years old.

"Call me, baby." Shaka now faced towards Gloria, his eyes had softened again.

"What!!"

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