CEO's Dream Cully
Divinities

Warning ⁇ ️ Contain 18+ scenes. Be wise in reading.

POV Author

Dark clouds, rain soaking the peppers. The night was still feeling. Only the sound of the rain echoing with the white lightning whip was dazzling to the eye. Plants and trees wet fresh. Animals crammed in their nests to avoid the cold rain. Every person feels reluctant to go out of the house and has to pull his blanket to ward off the cold that increasingly bites.

Lintang stared at the shade of his unconscious who looked clumsy, not knowing what to do. Lyra has removed the hijab featuring long decomposed jet hair down to the back.

"With or without the hijab, you're still beautiful. Nothing has changed" praised Lintang who turned Lyra's face.

"Have you ever seen an adult scene through a movie?, or maybe you've accidentally seen hot ice?" a prologue that very slowly delivered Lintang see how innocent his wife to start a long night maghligai.

Lyra shook her head weakly. Fear and desire scramble to fill the soul cavity. He clenched the bathrobe ever more tightly with a blank diagonal gaze down, as if endless counting the number of hotel room tiles.

"Come here, honey." Lintang waved at Lyra who was sitting on a dressing chair.

Lintang grabbed his wife's shoulder and pressed her down gently, asking the virgin to sit on her lap.

The fragrant scent immediately invokes the sense of smell of latitude. With affection he hugged the slender body of his wife to increasingly sip the fragrant aroma sourced from there. Lintang's face was set on Lyra's shoulder, breathing deeply into the soaps, cologne, chime in her signature body scent that will always stick in memory forever.

"Eh." Lyra's body trembled subtly feeling the first stranglehold of her life.

"My dear," Latitude's face shifted slowly but surely from Lyra's shoulder towards the nape and ended up on the cheek.

Ciu-man gently landed on the white cheek of the marble tub. Lyra squirms a little when the fluffy moustache feathers of Lintang swipe her sensitive nape.

"Can I open it?" my eyes Latitude looking fixed side of the face which is only a few centimeters from the view.

Lyra just nodded and slightly stood up from the lap to help Lintang pass the bathrobe cloth attached to her body.

It only took less than a minute for Lintang to be able to look at the plain body that was previously stored from the sweep of the eyes.

It seems that Lyra has taken the initiative to remove the parts in it before wearing a bathrobe to provide the best treat for her beloved husband. He does not know for sure how the right form of treats because he is still layman in such matters. Lyra just follows instinct.

"Subhanallah.." faint latitude voice as it looked at the impeccable beauty.

Body level with white skin without blemishes. Mound fujiyama with precision fitting size on the body. The solid rounded back bumper turns out to be hidden all this time in clothes that never pres body.

"I'm ashamed, Mom. Don't just look at it like that!" Lyra stretched out her hand covering Lintang's eyes which were like hungry scanning all the five-star-class menu belonging to his wife.

"If you are ashamed to be seen. What'd it want?" both eyebrows of the Latitude eye move seductively.

"stand. Let me help you take off your clothes!" Lyra is really trying to position herself like a wife who is ready to serve her husband.

"Mas Lintanggg. Don't keep moving. It's hard to help get your clothes off!" Lyra thumped when without permission Lintang guerrilla hand fingers reached all kinds of mounds in front of her.

The latitude stops from the action. Yet..

HPPMMH

Instead, Lintang lunged at Lyra's tiny lips until the owner became excited because he was not ready to receive a surprise attack.

Slowly but surely Lyra is trying to adapt to the aging of the lips which of course he is also very expecting it.

The interlinking of two lip valves combined with tongues hunting each other with my eyes. The latitude immediately grabbed Lyra's back intending to hug in a hug. But Lyra denied it. Precisely Lyra fingers are busy opening the hook for the sake of the latitude shirt buttons in the position of the mouth that is still tightly combined.

For a moment Lyra retreated in breath and then crouched down to remove the circular belt hook on the Latitude cotton pants.

An area of the triangle with the center opening immediately plastered in front of Lyra's eyes. The mind of the virgin became chaotic drugged with excitement and desire that alternately exploded in the soul.

The latitude pulls Lyra's body back to stand parallel.

"Hold it." He led Lyra's leper fingers to touch the mound of the triangular area of Bermuda.

HEMMM

Again Latitude mema-gut ranum lips that seem endless sweet taste to be frowned upon.

An initiative of the influence of desire encouraged Lyra to pull down the triangular fabric of Latitude. The man helped to easily escape from his body.

Lyra's eyes widened in horror as Lintang's hand returned leading to hold her lighthouse. Not without reason, because the size of the lighthouse feels strange to the sense of touch Lyra.

"Ehmm, Mom. Kenapha bwesar shekali?" Lyra complained on the sidelines of the lips in a state of body trembling in horror.

"Gift to the wife I've been preparing since High School with a variety of eco-friendly ingredients," Lintang joked did not make Lyra smile.

Instead, Lyra prefers to momentarily retreat and look directly at the lighthouse that has been towering in length and diameter beyond the average.

"Hmmp, why is it that big?!" Lyra closed her mouth to see something unexpected.

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The battle round turned out to require 2 chapters to finish it😓