Throne Heir

The 169 eps

Rachel began to grimace as Arsen's possessions began to want to break through the important parts of hers. Her tears just dripped back to keep the pain so unexpected that it would be that severe.

"You crying again?" Ask Arsen who stopped the action immediately.

"Why stop? It's okay, I think I can hold it." Rachel said she wanted to kiss Arsen again.

But Arsen dodged slowly and looked back at him wistfully.

"I've tried to do it as slow as I can, but it still seems to hurt you. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, go on, we're half the way anyway." Rachel replied, but with tears still occasionally dripping.

"But I don't want to hurt you anymore,"

"You'll hurt me more if you have to delay and make me have to repeat the pain again."

"really? Are you sure you want to continue?"

Rachel also nodded with confidence. Arsen, who saw him, stroked his wife's cheek gently again, then kissed her again. Both of their lips were back in contact with each other, as if replying to each other. Now Arsen began to turn back to Rachel's neck, creating more ownership marks in the area, then down to the chest and finally anchored in the mound of meat that looks still standing so firmly.

Rachel groaned again and began to re-inflate Arsen's hair that had looked messy from the beginning. The sound of moans that sounded like they were so sedu-dayu also made Arsen increasingly chaotic and uncontrollable. He also returned to kiss all parts of Rachel's body and barely a inch was missed.

Rachel's body scent was really intoxicating to Arsen, making her even more unwilling to stop kissing her continuously. Rachel again wriggled amusedly as Arsen again mumbled his meat mound, then slowly, re-entered the heavenly hole of his wife who had not fully succeeded he broke through in the first experiment,

"AAgh." Screaming Rachel, when finally the junior Arsen managed to penetrate to the end of the hall that still felt so narrow and warm.

Sometimes Arsen also groaned, when he felt an incredible warmth on the bottom. The sweat of the two began to pour, Rachel also seemed to start weakening and continued to grimace but still did not want to give up on doing so.

Arsen continued to pull out his masterpiece with a regular and slow but stressed rhythm. It was really the first thing for him, to have such great pleasure that it was hard to explain in words.

Slowly but surely, the rhythm that was originally soft, the longer it seemed to be more demanding and felt faster, faster, and faster. Until in the end Arsen collapsed on Rachel's tiny body with her breath so stingy.

It was also the first thing for Rachel, making her feel tremendous pain and pleasure at the same time, it was also difficult for her to explain.

"Huh, huh, huh." Rachel's breath that was also panting was clearly heard in Arsen's ears.

Moments later, Arsen looked back at her, gently rubbing the sweat that soaked his forehead, then returned to sorry spints.

"I'm sorry, because of this you have to feel pain." Soft talk.

"It's okay." Said Rachel who looked so drooping as if she had lost all her strength.

Arsen finally lay down on Rachel's side, then pulled her thick blanket and helped cover Rachel's still plain-looking body without a single thread. Arsen hugged her tightly, then gently dipped her forehead and continued to gently rub her back.

"So this is also your first?" Arsen asked, who then started smiling again.

Rachel just nodded sluggishly.

"Honestly I feel very lucky but also find it hard to believe."

"Why is that?"

"You live and grew up in Paris, a city where having intimate relationships with even friends is considered a natural thing. But knowing that you've never done it, it's a wonderful thing for me in this modern age."

"Oh yeah, but I guess, I don't have any interest in Caucasian men at all. That's why I decided to keep single until in the end, I met you again." Rachel begins to smile again when she imagines how her first meeting with Arsen was in Paris.

"Then you, have you ever done it before? But I think I already know the answer" Rachel immediately looked at him with a gaze as if probing.

Hal itu sontak membuat Arsen mendengus dan semakin melebarkan senyumannya.

"You're my first experience in this." He answered while pinching his wife's nose slowly.

"Well, that's impossible! Remember you used to vacation with him to Paris." Rachel replied as if unsure.

"What makes you not believe? Does my face look like a striped-nose guy? I did go on vacation with him, but I slept in a different room with him."

"Eem really? Actually, the problem isn't in your face, but..."

"But what?"

"Tapi ada pada mantan kekasih terindahmu itu, dia terlihat begitu vulgar dalam berpakaian, dan juga begitu agresif untuk ukuran seorang wanita. Jadi, sangat sulit untuk percaya jika kalian sama sekali belum pernah melakukannya."

"Yes, this time I believe. Remembering you who always avoids me when I try to wear open clothes in front of you."

"For it was clearly different, I avoided not because I didn't want you, just then I was so eager to devour you, but my ego seemed to prevent me from doing that. Again, I'm sorry for you."

"Eeemm I'm glad to hear your confession, it looks so honest and natural." Rachel hugged Arsen again.

Arsen smiled again and tightened his embrace on Rachel.

"I love you, so much love! Being able to defeat my ego today, made me feel greatly relieved, like the entire burden in my mind just disappeared."

"If it's love, why didn't you hold me back or chase me?" Rachel asked again who pursed her lips.

"At first I wanted to chase you to the front of my room, but somehow my ego seemed to come back to control me. Honestly, I felt anxious and upset at the same time, it really confused me what to do. Once again I'm sorry, I'm canceling the decision to fire you, so please don't work with the man. I'll never be willing."

"Eeemm all right, no need to talk about it anymore, make me sad."

"Eemm baiklah, mari bahas tentang kita saja."

"Yes, let's talk about us, what's the right discussion to start with?" Rachel asked who seemed excited.

"Eeem." Arsen also looked like he was thinking.

"What if it starts with a nickname?" Add Arsen again who looked at Rachel with a sigh.

"May, what nicknames are appropriate?"

"Yang jelas, aku tidak ingin mendengarmu memanggilku dengan nama. Itu tidak ada bedanya dengan saat kita belum menikah."

"What about my dear?"

"That's pretty good, but it's too mainstream."

"Ah right too, emm what is it???"

At that time Arsen seemed to just quietly wait for the idea of Rachel.

"Haaaish, thinking about it makes me dizzy again, can we just think about it later?"

"Alright, for a while I will call you 'wife'" Arsen said with a smile.

"Yes, okay my husband. If this had been the case, I wouldn't have had the stress of thinking about it." Taps Rachel,

"You want your stress to disappear in an instant?"

"How is it??"

"Let's do it again." Bisik Arsen who later returned to kiss Rachel.

Rachel chuckled again and dodged him.

"Don't you see it's dark, I have to prepare dinner."

"Haaish, I'm getting tired of food, can I just eat you tonight?" Arsen chuckled and again tried to kiss Rachel.

Rachel seemed to laugh amusedly and continuously tried to avoid.

"Stop hahaha, why did you suddenly become this naughty?"

"You're the one who made me naughty."

Arsen and Rachel also throw each other a smile, the fire of emotion that was so sacrificial, has now instantly changed into a fire of romance. Arsen was really in love drunk because of Rachel, making him want to always kiss his wife as if he did not want to stop.

Arsen again devoured Rachel's lips, devouring them mercilessly, making Rachel unable to refuse her invitation again this time. A few moments later, the sound of****** was again heard so echoed in the room. This time, Arsen appeared even wilder than before, which he had previously appeared to be more cautious in his actions. But in fact, the wildness of Arsen actually managed to make Rachel more lulled, her eyes continue to be closed when she felt every touch of Arsen's lips that continued to spread throughout her body, it gave rise to more red marks of ownership in the area of his meat mound.

And finally, they did it again.

...Seriate......