The True Love of the Ceo

The True Love of the Ceo
Iam's hidden talent



"Lila, Mas Iam? Where are you guys from?" tanya Dinar, who came out of her apartment just when Iam and lila came. Iwan was with her, still with his gaze on Lila


"Mba Dinar, we're from the outside. Why?"


"So, there's the parents looking for you. But the house is empty. Mba don't know where you are, Hp number is also not there for nanya."


Iam just kept quiet, dragged Lila in, then closed the door.


"Mas, Lila's still talking."


"Who the man looked, I didn't like it. Staring at the wife of such a man, but his own wife is open."


"Jealous?" Lila looked at him with a wink.


Iam took off his t-shirt, and he threw it in their dirty basket. His palm was closed to Lila's tiny face, so that he could not see the stocky body.


"Maasss, dark." Lila tried to get that hand off her face.


Only the part of the thumb I removed. Opening the part of Lila's lips that was incessantly chattering. He also ambushed the lips as if getting fresh bait that is so tempting.


Cupp, Iam did it many times.


"Please!" peeking Lila was annoyed, who was finally able to remove Iam's arm from her, "Evil..."


"How evil am I in your eyes?" tanya Iam, with a swipe of both hands, traced Lila's smooth cheeks.


"That's nasty. The man who never even once, let Lila breathe freely."


"Hm, why?"


"Because every far away, this breath feels so tight and this soul is lonely." Lila grabbed the hand, then kissed it.


"That every breath of yours, it's only mine. This body, all mine."


Iam looked at Lila with a breath that was so hunting. The village is so soft, as his hands continue to creep on the increasingly insane and dense body of the wife. Lila put her hands together, then wrapped around in Iam's sling in front.


" Lila hasn't had a bath. Still sticky with the beach water." whispered softly.


"I always wanted you."


"I, will be yours." said Lila, breathless because of all the attacks Iam had given her.


Moan, ****** inaudible because it lost the water. Their bodies are wet, from top to bottom. But the game is getting hotter. Again and again, they reached the top along with a peerless sigh of relief.


"I love you, no one else can touch you. You're mine, I'll never let go. For whatever it is."


"My heart's full. Because you just said that to me this time."


They stick each other's foreheads. Look at each other's smiles on their lips. Beautiful indeed, when showing each other the love of each other's hearts. No one is against them at the moment. Or not.


Because of Papa Wira, it still seems to keep an eye on them. I don't know in what way, but Iam can feel it.


"Mas, laper. What to eat, huh?"


Lila was now in the kitchen, still with a kimono towel and a towel-tied head because it was wet. Meanwhile, Iam, has been wearing full clothes with his shorts.


"What's it?"


"Eggs, rice, same few vegetables." replied Lila, by showing the contents of their refrigerator that began to run out.


Iam approached, hugged him from behind and did not forget to kiss his cheek.


"Lila sit down, let me cook."


"Can?" Lila squinted her eyes.


"Hhh, do you take your husband for granted? You don't know, if I'm being praised so much for my shrewdness in cooking."


"Hihi, I think shrewdness conquers women. Mami Dona aja is not lethargic.".


"Keep Lila... Continues to... Keep on going to be ledek."


Lila also ran in her laughter. Sit on the couch and wait for Iam to cook until they have dinner together.