Erstwhiles
33. Private Island

"I told you you're very sexy from the bottom" Karel praised as he re-raised his pants.

"I'm so dirtying your carpet," exhorted Acha to re-button the top button.

This is what it feels like to play on the floor of a plane. Fortunately this plane is expensive, the shock when it hit the clouds is not so obvious. They are free to explore each other's bodies. But this time Karel let Acha take the lead.

At first, Acha did not like it. He has never dominated. But once tried, the girl was addicted. Really, next time Acha would want to try it again.

"I'm even willing to buy a hundred more carpets for us to share like that" joked Karel brought Acha back to sit on the sofa.

"Hey! Give me some time to rest! You think dirtying a hundred carpets doesn't take a lot of energy?" Acha responded to Karel's joke.

The man chuckled. He poured a glass of water and gave it to Acha. "Drink! Your throat must have dried up after revealing my name with such totality."

"Thanks," Acha received the glass and held it up. "Ah.. It was so fresh, "Acha wiped the remaining water on her lips.

"You're sweating" Karel took a tissue and wiped the sweat on Acha's forehead. His face was slightly approaching, making Acha misbehave. I don't know why Karel's behavior today feels so sweet. The man was just wiping his sweat.

"You don't want to wipe my sweat too? I just lay there and let you do it all. But see how you make me sweat a lot like this?" Karel pointed at the large grains on his forehead.

The man then took a piece of tissue and handed it to Acha. He slightly brought his face closer, waiting for Acha to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Karel's adorable expression made Acha smile involuntarily.

"Come on.. I'm waiting," whined Karel like a child.

Acha laughed, "You look ludicrous with my lipstick straws everywhere," Acha's hand began to erase the lipstick color left on Karel's face.

"That's proof that you were so brutal earlier," Karel enjoyed Acha's gentle hand rub on her face. "Even those on the chest are plenty. Clean you guys!"

"No want! Clean yourself up when you take a bath later," the girl finished rearranging Karel's face so as not to look like someone who had just had sex.

"No! The last time we took a shower with you, it kept me underwater for hours. I got the flu because of you!" Acha leaned her back on the sofa.

"Yes already. In exchange I'll make you stump me tonight. Or enjoy you from behind as well," Karel teased Acha with her perverted gaze.

"Bas on the basis of the forcing master!"

"You'll enjoy it too. Don't lie!" Karel asked for honesty.

"Curtain!" The woman grieved, unwilling to admit.

Karel looked at the watch in his hand, "In a moment we will arrive. Pack your things."

"Where are you actually taking me?"

"Repairing what I've done."

Acha frowned, "Huh?"

"At that time we failed prewed because I locked you up all day in the room. So I brought you here to take a photo. How can I let Abimana's beloved daughter do a photoshoot inside a regular studio?"

Acha bit her lips so that the red hue on her cheeks was not visible. "Then where are we going?"

"A private island belongs to my grandfather."

"Personal island?" Acha doesn't blink. How can a family of conglomerates buy a private island?