DISTURBING NEIGHBORS
75. Waiting end

Cean's wait to marry his girl has already been achieved.

When Cean entered her bridal room. The little girl who had transformed into her woman was sitting in front of the dressing table in a position to back her.

Neska looks like she just cleaned herself up. No more bridal clothes that had wrapped his body gracefully, which is now only sleeping pajamas made of cotton with a cow head motif.

"Hey?"

For some reason it was the first word Cean spoke when Neska turned to her arrival. To be honest Cean was also nervous for their bridal night, but he was trying to behave accordingly.

"Hi, Brother. Are you home yet?" As usual, Neska asked with her innocence.

Cean nodded. "Udah" he answered. "I'm sorry, so long nyusulin you. They were arrested because I didn't have a bachelorette party before" he said frankly.

Now it was Neska's turn to nod. He seemed to continue the mirrored session in front of the dresser.

Cean took off the suit he was wearing. Now it was just a plain white shirt attached to his body. He rolled up his sleeves up to the elbow, then approached Neska who was applying skincare that was familiar to Cean because it was a production from his factory.

Cean stood right next to Neska and leaned over her body slightly.

"You're using this skincare?" Cean just found out if Neska uses the product.

"Yes, at first no, but when I was BA I tried to use, it was suitable. It would be good if I really realise its use. So it's not just advertised." Neska.

"Oh .. If it fits, great."

"Huum." Neska agreed with Cean. "I can buy at a discount, right? You see, this is a product of my husband's company" he said with a nosy smile.

Cean laughs. "Don't discount the factory, I'll handle it for you" he jokes.

Neska finally laughed, the awkward atmosphere was no longer there. 

"I'm gonna take a shower first." Cean told Neska to clean up as well.

"okay, Sis. I'm ready to put on a change of clothes, yeah."

"Duh, it's good to have a wife" chirped Cean who was almost spying on the bathroom door.

Neska just chuckled and then took all the necessary Cean change after the man took a shower.

Neska arranged everything on the table on the walk in closet, then she went back to the room to lie down on the king-size bed that was there.

Actually, this is the Cean room that was in the residence of his parents, but now it has become Neska's room as well because they have just officially become a couple.

Don't ask her how Neska feels now. Of course he's not as calm as he looks. Maybe if likened, in Neska's chest now there are many fireworks that are exploding. This was all because he remembered that this was his first night with Cean as a couple.

Neska gasped as she felt a cold hand touch her arm that was lying on the side.

Blush …

Not nothing Neska's face was reddened when watching if Cean sat on the edge of the bed in a state of just wearing a towel only.

Glacier …

Neska swallowed her saliva very quickly. Three times a sip of saliva in a second. All because of the scene he was currently witnessing right in front of his eyes. Flat stomach with checkered accents lined up into 6 parts. Neska had no intention of counting it but it was as if it stimulated itself to the tissue of her brain.

Neska lowered her face in shame.

"Sister, I've got his clothes ready in the locker room."

"Hmm .." Cean just cleared his throat softly to say his wife, actually he was also nervous amazing at the moment, but he knew that his wife was very innocent and it was impossible to start first, so Cean will take the initiative to take his start tonight.

"Yes, dong's clothes, brother."

Cean did not reply, his eyes fixed on the wife who looked very beautiful tonight. Many times prettier than before– before Neska officially became his wife. This also makes something in Cean desperately want the girl right now.

"Sister, don't look at me like that" Neska protested, but still bent her neck deeply. The girl did not dare to reply to the look of Cean's eyes looking at her, but she knew that Cean was now showering her with a different view.

The air around Neska became hotter when Cean suddenly kissed his left cheek with a breath that felt warm to the skin. The girl brushed away for a moment.

"Sister, you don't want clothes, do you?" Neska said slowly and then bit her lips later.

Instead of answering, Cean just said another of the topics that Neska was asking.

"You're beautiful, especially if you're bitten by that lip, you're many times prettier."

When Neska complained, Cean took the opportunity to kiss Neska again. The difference, which is now the target is the lips of the girl. The lips that taste sweet, the lips that have become his candlestick and the lips that he will always miss in the moments away from the side of Neska as they have been living.

Neska is too amateurish when it comes to kissing. Meanwhile, Cean, always able to prove that he is a good kisser.

If Cean usually understood Neska's passive kiss, this time he asked Neska to reply by biting his wife's lips as Neska had done to her own lips. It made Neska grimace a little and automatically opened her lips and gave access to Cean's tongue to explore the rong-ga with more in-team again.

"Nurus …"

This time Neska's voice calling out to her was accompanied by a sigh that made something in Cean feel up.

The girl's voice was stifled, because they were still continuing the lazy kiss for Cean. Neska's hand crushed the side of the bedsheet she was now sitting on.

Neska is still passive even though Cean has lured her tongue to dance there. Cean held both sides of Neska's face to deepen the kiss.

Cean muttered softly on the sidelines of that intense activity. "Reply me, dear," he said expectantly.

That's where Neska tried to understand, she took the initiative to avenge the treatment of Cean tongue with the same behavior. When Cean sucked on his upper lip, Neska also did a similar action by poking Cean's lower lip that felt chewy and intoxicating.

Neska could not bear to continue this kiss, she felt she had run out of oxygen and she needed to sigh almost breathless. The understanding Cean gave Neska a pause for that.

Both faces reddened because only this time their kiss felt far to that stage. Usually Cean only kissed or smeared Neska's lips, there was no tongue struggle, nor was there any reply from Neska who never tasted a kiss except from Cean.

Now Cean looked back at Neska, his hand outstretched to the front of the pajamas that the girl was wearing, then stopped right in front of the top button, as if it looked ready to open it. Neska stared back at Cean with a glaring look.

It was then that Cean softened. "Can?" it was as if asking for permission.

Neska was actually still afraid to imagine things smelling like the first night, but because this was with Cean, even because this man had asked her permission Neska could not refuse because she realized that Cean had become her husband.

Cean had completely removed Neska's entire pajama button right now, yet had yet to make the outfit completely slip away.

Cean kissed his wife's little lips again. Then the kiss began to descend to the neck and linger there.

Cean was happy to hear Neska start sighing, he continued his action while completely removing the clothes on Neska who had been opened buttons, he left the girl with a cloth that covered part of her chest.

Cean stared at Neska's look for a moment, making the owner feel embarrassed and instead returned to kiss Cean first because he could not if Cean continued to look at his body like that, because there's something in him–that feels like it wants to explode at times like that.

Seeing the embarrassed Neska, Cean is even more interested in teasing her girl. He threw the towel he was wearing in any direction, revealing his might.

"Sister?" Neska seemed stunned or even surprised by this, I don't know, Cean did not want to waste time expecting it.

"Yes, honey?" Cean replied accompanied by his guerrilla hands everywhere.

Neska whined again as a result of Cean's actions. His sane mind seemed to fly and float. He did not refuse the treatment Cean was happy and wanted everything to continue continuously. This feels melancholy.

Cean guided Neska's fingers to reach for hers. There Neska again opened her eyes but Cean replied with a smile and a little groan because the touch of Neska who just held it had made Cean feel stung and hotter.

"Sir, I'm not sure .." Neska said in a voice whimpering with curiosity, because Cean had twisted something from behind the breast cloth cover.

"Aren't you sure what?" Cean was still responding to her innocent girl's words.

"Is this really coming in?" asked Neska while back caressing Cean's. It seems that the fingers are getting used to it and are not shy anymore when holding it. Neska even grasped it in an agitation. Ah, she likes it.

Cean almost laughed at Neska's question, but at the same time he also enjoyed Neska's treatment of hers.

"Can, Honey. Can."

"But …"

"Aren't you sure?"

Neska nodded in her position.

"Want me to prove it?"

Neska was silent, looking embarrassed again. At the same time, Cean catches Neska almost letting out her hiccups. Cean had been able to estimate this beforehand so that he re-wetted his wife's lips with his fur.

"I'm here to prove that this can come in!"

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