Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission
169. Forgot Door Lock



We were lying side by side after the activities we had just done. Our breath roars up and down, slowly sounding at each other. Arga looked at me with a smile, stroked my cheek, approached and kissed my forehead gently.


"Thank you, you've made me a happy husband" Arga said, sounding soft in the ear. I smiled, nodding my head slowly.


"Me too, thank you. Because you want to be my husband" I said.


I lay this head in Arga's hands, making his arm the base of the head. Arga stroked the strands of my hair, kissing the tops of my head. Our body skin is attached to each other, delivering a very pleasant warm feeling without being hindered by any one. It was so nice, so warm, so this chest pounding and not wanting to get out of Arga's arms, my husband.


"Tomorrow we have to get up early and get ready for the hotel, the event will be held at ten noon until afternoon" he reminded.


"Yes. How many guests will come?" I ask, a little thumping if you remember Arga from the top, there will certainly be a lot of guests tomorrow.


Arga moves his shoulders, a sign of not knowing. "Papa who takes care of the invitation," he said. "Why?" ask Arga to me. I shake my head slowly.


"It's okay, I'm just afraid that tomorrow I'll be nervous" I said with a faint smile. Arga chuckled, again gently dipping my forehead.


"Don't be afraid. There's me next to you." Arga's hands stretched out and kissed the back of my hand. My blood flow in my body. Happy, happy because there is already him, the owner of the heart, the person who will protect me and Mom in the future.


Arga suddenly fell silent, turning his head in the other direction. His hand stopped stroking his hair.


"Yes."


"Hem," I replied. I put my head around her neck, feeling the warmth of her scented skin.


"Astaghfiullah!" Surprised I heard Arga say that so I woke up and sat down beside Arga holding a blanket in front of my chest, covering a little red spot there. I looked at the man with slightly enlarged eyes, while Arga looked at me with a dumbfounded face as well.


"I seem to have forgotten the key to the door, Ga" I told him. We looked at each other before Arga finally got up and put on his pants then went towards the door and turned the key. Not long after he came back, I turned this face to the side, it felt embarrassed and this chest was pounding so hard when I saw the beauty of the body that was now approaching me. Her skin is white, sexy, with the muscles of her hands and chest that look to fit her body, not excessive. And again .. something that is behind the cloth he is wearing is clearly visible now the size. Just like that was 'wow', it was worth the pain just now when he entered into the hallway of mine.


"You haven't locked the door yet, Yu. What if someone suddenly opens the door? Isn't he gonna see a free spectacle of the er*tis movement of the two of us?" whisper in my ear. Warm breathing is very felt, making this heart pounding not because of and also my heart's swish I can not stand it anymore.


I thrust her chest with one hand, while the other still held the blanket on her chest. It looks like it would be very dangerous if he sagged down.


There was a smile on Arga's lips, grinning like a criminal.


"Why?" the question was soft, more so to his mischievous-sounding tone.


"You met like that. Shame, ha?" ask Arga again.


I was embarrassed, still turning my face the other way. "You're too close, and again .. quickly get dressed there!" Still holding his chest, but he shook his head. It was clearly visible at the end of my eyes.


"Why am I wearing clothes? I'm angry if it's close to you," he said. He kissed my cheek and then lay comfortably beside me without intending to cover his mini-clad body. He lay with one leg crossed over the other, while both hands he folded under his head.


What was on his body could not cover what was sticking out from under there. And again, why are my eyes so mischievous, glancing and can't stop feeling this chest pounding that racing fast thinking if there will be a second session we do ....


Uhh! Nah!