The 9th Consort the Ruler

Chapter 16

Baras knelt down, his clasped hand rubbing a hard object so defiantly from behind Adam's pants. The man hissed favourably, as Laras began to play the hard object with his hands.

However, Adam immediately pulled the hair of Laras who was scattered as the soft lips were about to touch his navel.

"Well," said Adam with a heavy voice.

Eyes that look sweet, staring at Adam with affection. Adam an anesthetized by Laras raised his body gently rubbed Adam's innocent thighs, with eyes that could not be separated staring at the handsome face of the man.

Their game began, this time Adam let Laras dominate a little. The tiny body began to curl, moving up and down on the ruler's hard object. Slowly but surely, Laras increasingly adds to the rhythm of his game, chasing the wave of pleasure that has been wanted to be achieved.

Adam grinned, he just stared at the body of Laras who was curling freely in his lap, occasionally squeezing, and biting the edge of the asset that hung before him. Laras' body was medium, his face looked up, Adam knew Laras had reached his peak.

Without giving up their assets, Adam hides Laras. Continue their hot game in bed. Now the body of Laras is under Adam, stirring to feel the rain of the heirloom of the ruler.

The heat struggle lasted so long and friendly, shedding all the longing that Laras felt. Adam's tender touch touched Laras' body with all his great desire. After spilling his warm liquid for the umpteenth time in the womb of Laras, Adam pierced Laras' body, hugging the woman tightly.

The breaths of the two hunted, enjoying the rest of the peaks they had just reached together. Full of sweat and sticky liquid in the area of the thigh flank, but Laras did not want to go to the bathroom to clean himself. He was not willing to separate from Adam even if only for a moment, it felt hard enough to miss the one he had endured the last few days. It felt very torturous not to meet the ruler.

Adam lay down with Baras who made his chest a backrest. Baras's flaky hands play the fine feathers that adorn the field's chest.

"I'll be gone for a few days" said Adam suddenly stopping Laras movement.

Laras pulled himself slightly away, in order to be able to stare at the handsome face that filled his entire heart. Adam smiled, his hand outstretched pasting the hair of Barrel that covered his face.

"It won't be long, I'll be back soon" said Adam again, as if he understood the meaning of Laras' gaze.

'Can you not go this time? I know I have no right to forbid Mr. to leave, I am nobody here other than your body warmers, but I beg you this time only. Please postpone your departure," said Laras using sign language.

Adam clucked irritably, he was lazy to use his cell phone to interpret Laras's gesture, but he also did not understand what Laras said with that gesture.

"When Frans will begin your operation, I cannot understand the language if it continues like this" Adam lamented as he looked at Laras' face.

Baras smiled a little, looking so adorable to Adam. The naked woman grabbed Adam's hand, kissed him gently and then put it on his cheek.

'I am worried because you are Mr, ' Laras said without a word.

Adam could feel such a warm and sincere taste from the glare of Laras' shady eyes. Not like the other women who were his concubines. For Adam women are just like the clothes he would change when bored, but Laras is different. Adam wanted more than just a relationship with Laras.

Adam pulled Laras's head, threw it back into the chest of his field. Laras' hands tightly embraced the burly body, feeling the warmth and masculine scent of the ruler.

Meanwhile, in another mansion.

"Agh ...! Basic j`lang, cheap lady. How dare he take Adam away from me!" Shouted Anne furiously.

Prangs.

Prangs.

He again swung the golf club, breaking a large jar that he had just bought some time ago. Anne likes to buy anything without thinking, she just shop to distract him so as not to think too much about Adam who began not to pay attention to him.

At the servant standing there could only, look at the Madam's behavior with fear. They cannot leave or quit their jobs, even though they no longer want to work. Everyone who works in the mansion, has signed a lifetime employment contract with all existing agreements. However, in fact it all paid off because the salary given was quite large.

Only, sometimes the arbitrary attitude of Anne, made them afraid. Especially since the death of Ursula because of the punishment that Adam gave. They were even more afraid of the people in this mansion.

"Anne, what's going on?!" Jason asked who had just come over hearing the commotion from outside.

Anne immediately turned her head, throwing away the golf club she had originally held. With a stern look, Anne stepped wide toward Jason who was looking at her.

"You liar! You're liar!" She screamed at Anne while hitting Jason with both hands.

"Hey ... Hey ... Relax, relax don't be like this, it's not good for you." Jason managed to catch both hands of Anne, the handsome man glanced over. Shaking his eyes, hinting for all the servants who were there to come out.

They understood and nodded obediently, one by one the servants began to come out. Leaving Jason and the Madam, the last servant to come out closed the big door he passed.

Jason pulled Anne, carrying the beautiful woman in his arms. Anne refused, rebelling. However, Jason further tightened his embrace.

"You're evil! Wicked! A liar!" Shouted Anne in Jason's arms.

Anne's cry finally broke, as her body began to weaken. Anne resigned in Jason's arms, the man closed his eyes. I felt sad from such a heart-wrenching cry. He let Anne shed tears in his arms, occasionally Jason's hand gently rubbed Anne's hair.

Pretty, long Anne crying in Jason's arms. Jason began to loosen his arms, slightly pulling his body away in order to see Anne.

"It's quieter?" Jason asked softly, Anne simply nodded while rubbing her wet cheeks with the back of her hand.

"Come, sit. I'll take a drink for you." Again Anne just nodded, she complied as Jason pulled Anne's hand and sat himself on the sofa.

Jason stepped a little further to the table untouched by Anne's tantrums, took the water and gave it to the beautiful woman.

"Drink." Anne nodded obediently, she downed the water Jason gave her to the toilet.

Shouting and crying for a long time made Anne's esophagus feel dry.