The Nurse's Choice of Man

Unsound

Seeking to recite the brain from the wild thoughts, Dimas walked quickly to his bedroom balcony and left Amara alone on the bed. Breath hunting. Heart's tickling. While his hands gripped tightly on the trellis of the balcony fence.

I don't know which demon possessed him until Dimas lost control and wanted to kiss Amara's lips without being held back.

Dimas ruffled his hair violently. The shadow of events a few minutes ago still reluctantly moved from the mind.

Dimas was aware that Amara belonged to Juan. She was only a temporary husband who would divorce her after her six-month marriage. He was still aware that he had absolutely no rights over Amara and until that moment still tried to maintain his purity.

However, his consciousness was suddenly dissolved by an accidental touch from Amara's hand that made his junior down there thrash.

Dimas is a normal guy. He also has lust and desire. Especially in women as beautiful as Amara even though the girl was wearing a hijab.

At that time Dimas was trying to pull his left hand. Of course with a slow movement so as not to disturb the comfort of Amara. Damn, the girl was disturbed. Amara even made the movement by increasing hugs.

At first Dimas could only freeze and turn his back in confusion. He didn't want Amara to wake up. So Dimas deliberately stopped the movement in order not to be discovered.

When it feels like if Amara sleeps again, Dimas moves back by raising Amara's left hand, intending to move. However, Amara actually pulled her hand while speaking indistinctly. Dimas deliberately lowered his head in order to see Amara's face. Apparently the girl was delirious because her eyes were still tightly closed.

Dimas again breathed a sigh of relief. Relieved, because for a while he could feel safe. Not so with his heart. Dimas' heart was racing, but he thought it was due to excessive anxiety. She was worried that Amara would open her eyes and see how she was holding her arms without her permission.

He should have stayed away. He should have hurriedly let go and left. However, unfortunately Dimas' heart was as strong as it could hold his brain and body to move to do it all.

Dimas's gaze was fixed on Amara's face. As a human being, he had long realized that Amara was indeed beautiful. However, as a man, only now did he realize his wife's beauty with a different taste.

Dimas realized his once outrageous attitude. Rude and inhuman. He hated Naura, but made Amara an outlet of resentment. He deliberately threw away the side of pity as a human being so that it could apply heart to Amara while still a nurse. For God's sake, Dimas was really sorry for that.

Perhaps, other people or even Amara himself did not know if secretly Dimas had the determination to correct his mistake. He wants to redeem all by making Amara happy. And the definition of Amara's happiness for Dimas was to unite with Juan.

Not without reason. Time and time again Dimas saw for himself how Amara's eyes were so full of love when he looked at Juan. Dimas knows, Amara is not a whiny girl in the face of every problem. The girl did not even shed tears at all when she received so much harsh treatment, even insults and insults that to most people were so powerfully discouraged and hopeless, that doesn't apply to the girl. However, strangely for Juan–which he said was just a friend–the girl did not even hesitate to shed tears.

Reflecting from that Dimas can draw conclusions if Amara so loved Juan. And when the two can't be together, Dimas really feels sorry.

Dimas swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Consciously or not, as a woman Amara has an extraordinary appeal. Unknowingly, Dimas' hand moved touching the smooth cheeks that usually blushed when timidly it was with the lightest movement of cotton. Slowly but surely, the touch is then rolled into another area. As if it could not be controlled anymore, the fingers moved caressing the nose, then down and lasted longer on the lips of Amara ranum.

And that's when Dimas felt himself insane. He gently touched his lips on Amara's lips after imagining how soft and sweet the lips were. Sure enough, when it had touched, instead of stopping the movement and ending everything, Dimas' wild brain actually demanded his lips act more.

The powerless Dimas actually did it. It is ******* Amara's lips are full of lust and so hungry. His hand even acted mischievously by palpating Amara's sensitive area. Lightly Amara piqued until moaning with a raucous voice and teasing. Moreover, the girl's hand reflexively touched the side area of Dimas' body and ended up gripping her husband's chest.

An amused sensation instantly crawled through Dimas' body. Strange gelenyar full of demands directly penetrated veins. Dimas was tormented. Moreover, the soft moaning sound of Amara's lips that he was silencing was increasingly evasive his maleness.

For a moment Dimas forgot everything. Blinded by the lust that now reigns. He took off the pagutan and intended to unbutton his clothes. However, just as he was aware of something, his hand immediately stopped on the number two button.

Dimas gritted his teeth and clenched his hands full of aggravation. Again Juan's angry face appeared in the eyes and ruined everything.