WRONG MARRIAGE

175.

Zalfa fell silent to the pleasure of Arkhan's massage. Arkhan is really smart to massage, it feels right, the massage is not too strong and not too light. Arkhan's hand moved to the top of Zalfa's body, down Zalfa's back with a soothing massage. The man only used his thumb to scowl, while the four left and right fingers just slipped off.

Zalfa's body began to stiffen as he felt the touch of Arkhan's four fingers on his sensitive part. The man's thumb was focused on his back, but four fingers were waving about the forbidden passage. Basic Arkhan!

“Udah! I'm not used to being massaged.” Zalfa rolled his body to the side away from Arkhan, until now it was stretched out.

“Are you not enjoying my massage?” Ask Arkhan.

“Your massage is not good. I don't like to be sneaked,” chirps Zalfa forced to lie. You guys, you like being naughty and looking for opportunities. Although the opportunity was done to his own wife, but still he stole the opportunity. Zalfa got up and sat down.

“Then you just flick my body!” Arkhan took off his shirt in a quick motion and placed it to the side of his bed. He also took off his inner shirt. Then he dropped his body on Zalfa's side in a bowed position.

Ugh.. Arkhan base, his bully sense is like this. Zalfa lowered his feet to the floor to get off the bed.

“Hey, where are you going?” Arkhan pulled Zalfa's arm until the woman was half-lying as a result of Arkhan's pull.

“I want to take lotion or baby oil to massage you.”

“Really? You're not running away from your job, are you?”

“Arkhan, you're okay, anyway? How could I escape? Wherever I run, you'll find me.”

Arkhan smiled faintly and took off Zalfa's arm. The woman went to the dresser and took the body lotion. He went back up to the bed, sitting on the side of Arkhan's body. Then he started smearing Arkhan's back with body lotion and massaging it with gentle movements.

“Agot strong!” arkhan's Order.

“It's strong.”

“But your touch is not felt.”

“Your body is too hard and muscular so can't feel my touch. I don't have as much energy as you do, Arkhan. So this is how my massage feels.”

Arkhan no longer protests.

Ten minutes passed, Zalfa had felt aching on his fingers that had been doing incandescent action on Arkhan's back. He peeked at Arkhan's eyes which were now closed. It seems the man is asleep. It means the task is done. His fingers no longer need to perform the action of incandescent.

“What part of the back is done? Now part of my arm!” Arkhan turned his body and was now in a reclining position. He extended his arm into Zalfa's lap.

Zalfa was stunned staring at the burly arm lying on his lap. When the task is done, there is still something new. Zalfa also massaged the hard arm without using lotion.

A few minutes into his scowl, Zalfa's hand suddenly floated a moment after it was held by Arkhan and placed on top of the man's belly.

Zalfa frowned looking at her palm that was affixed to the surface of Arkhan's stomach.

“A part of the arm is done, now my stomach is uncomfortable. Start scaling here!” Arkhan rubbed Zalfa's palm on the flat surface of his stomach.

Somehow Zalfa was nervous to feel his palms coming into contact with Arkhan's abdominal skin. Although he did not know how to massage, but he still carried out Arkhan's orders, kneading the surface of the muscular stomach. What matters is mijit.

Zalfa frowned as Arkhan's hand re-touched her wrist. Perhaps his movements were wrongly kneading, so Arkhan would correct his movements. But his guess was wrong. Arkhan guided his palm down, and continued downwards.

“Arkhan!” peekkik Zalfa while pulling his hand that almost touched ‘milik’ Arkhan.

The corner of Arkhan's lips was attracted to form a thin smile. “Why?”

“Do not be naughty, iiiih.” Zalfa still felt awkward. His face was also blushing.

Arkhan was still smiling, he got up and pushed Zalfa's body with his chest until the woman lay down. “This is not wrong, is it? Why can't I?”

Zalfa wanted to punch Arkhan so that the smile on his handsome face would no longer appear. He's really naughty. “I don't want.”

“Good. Let my hands fight if you don't want to do it,” whispered Arkhan staring at the pretty face of Zalfa below.

One hand of Arkhan stuck out the wall lights. The room became dimly lit only dimly lit by nightstand lights. Of course Arkhan was unwilling to waste a golden opportunity every night. Not only did he have to be taken by mouth, he had to do more than that. And he got what he wanted.

Clearly, Zalfa could not take a day off even if only for one night.

SERIATE

Still want to give points to Arkhan no? 🤗🤗🤗🤗