Asmara World
Miguel and Nauora's first night.

On the one hand, the main room is Miguel and Nauora's room. The two couples were busy with their activities.

Nauora who just finished cleaning herself in the bathroom, is currently standing in front of her dressing table while staring at her husband who looks busy struggling on a laptop.

Long observing her husband from afar, Nauora unconsciously boasted her smile. He then went to the small table beside his bed, reaching for a glass kettle containing white water. With the water in the glass, Nauora brought a glass of water to her husband who was busy working.

" Drink." exclaimed Nauora, putting the glass of water on the table.

" No need." reject Miguel quickly with his flat face.

" Since you got home from the party, you've been working, and you haven't eaten anything. At least drink this water, besides you need fluids to work." said Nauora softly.

Silence, Miguel did not respond to the words of his wife. He keeps busy himself. The neglected Nauora immediately approached and sat down beside Miguel. She then grabbed a glass of water and gave it to her husband.

" Drink." cried Nauora.

" I said there was no need." Miguel pulled Nauora's hand over and made the water spill over and hit his wife's clothes.

" Ah, I'm sorry." said Nauora when she felt her husband was upset.

Haaah..

Miguel let out a rough sigh, and he immediately closed the rough laptop. After that he grabbed a handkerchief on the table, helping to wipe the water that also hit Nauora's hand.

" If I had banned you, you should have heard." - Miguel.

While Nauora just kept quiet while observing the handsome face of her husband.

" Perfect." she shrieked in a very small voice, but suddenly made Miguel raise his gaze.

Dhegs.

Nauora's face was red when she accidentally looked at her husband. While Miguel, now his heart is racing, I don't know what feelings are in his heart.

Long staring at each other in silence, Nauora turned her face when she could not hold back her nervousness for long.

" I'm going to change clothes first" he said, but somehow Miguel suddenly pulled his hand and made him sit back. Not only that, the handsome man by his side also immediately rewarded him a brief kiss of being lipped. The kiss turned into a hot kiss.

Nauora was washed away at her husband's treatment, she also returned her lips luma-tan. Miguel grabbed the nape of his wife, deepening their kiss. Their hot kisses seemed excited by poking each other's lips.

But when both of them are equally immersed in pleasure, Miguel who as usual immediately quits the kiss. He put his face away, and did not want to look at his wife.

Nauora smiled bitterly, and she moved from her seat. But her steps were stifled when she could no longer resist the vexation of her husband's actions.

" What's up?" nauora looked at her husband who was still sitting in the same place.

" What do you mean?" ask Miguel again as if nothing happened.

" You always stop him at will. What's up?" asked Nauora again with a voice that seemed to tremble.

Silently greeting, Miguel did not make a sound. He just sighed and rubbed his face rough. After that, he stood up from his seat.

" I'm tired, if you have any questions, just ask me tomorrow." she said with a flat face.

" That night you stopped, but I just kept quiet and didn't ask why. Then tonight you go back to doing it, and you want to just walk away without saying anything?" said Nauora with teary eyes. She stared intensely at her husband's seemingly ordinary flat face.

" What made you stop? Tell me, what made you stop? Why don't you want to continue. If you don't intend to touch me, you shouldn't have started from the beginning." added Nauora spoke at length with heightened intonation.

" Do you want to know why?" after Miguel was silent for quite a while, he finally raised a voice, still with his flat face.

" Because I'm disgusted with you. You know, when I want to touch you, touch your hand, I always think of all the people you've killed with your hand. How many innocent people died because of your dirty hands" Miguel explained with a single breath.

Nauora flinched until she unconsciously shed her tears.

" Are you so disgusted with me?" Nauora looked at her husband, and soon smiled bitterly to find Miguel reluctant to make a sound.

" You don't want to say anything?" she then asked, turning her face because she could no longer look at the handsome face of her husband who was so indifferent to her.

Unlike Miguel who still looked relaxed, he wanted to leave just like that. But unexpectedly Nauora actually pulled him and made him sit on the sofa. The long-haired woman forced her kiss on Miguel

Ummptt..

Miguel, who wanted to escape, could not afford when the woman excitedly kissed his lips, until soon his defense faltered. Both of them back to their lips with passion.

Nauora impatiently, opening one by one the buttons of her husband's shirt, as well as Miguel, he stopped for a moment of his kiss and undressed his wife quickly.

With a breath of breath, the two resumed the hot kiss with Miguel's hands that began to guerrilla, removing the hair tie of the wife. Without removing her lips, she led Nauora to bed.

Overlapping the wife's slender body, the kiss turned to his wife's neckline. Miguel dipped wet, leaving his mark of ownership. While Nauora began issuing******* from her tiny lips, making Miguel even more crazy.

" I want you." whispered Miguel with a hunting breath. Afterwards he continued his heat struggle.