Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband
chapter 189

Arriving in Michelle and Dirga's room.

"You must be tired" Dirga told Michelle.

"Tired is certain. My body hurts all the time it feels like it wants to rest quickly" said Michelle.

"Yes rested," said Dirga again.

"You take a shower first" Michelle said.

"You, he said he'd take a quick break."

"I have to remove all the accessories that are attached to my body first" said Michelle while showing her hair filled with typical wedding accessories.

"Yes already. Where's towels?"

"There's in the bathroom. I prepared it."

"okay." Dirga immediately walked into the bathroom without the slightest joking at Michelle.

Meanwhile, Michelle sat in the chair in front of her dressing table and started to open some accessories and hairpins attached to her hair.

It did not take long he was finished with his affairs but apparently Michelle was reluctant to move from her seat.

Michelle remained silent there as she stared at herself from the reflection of the mirror.

"Finally I can have Mas Dirga completely," Michelle's inner self with a smile etched on her lips.

Before long he was surprised by Dirga who suddenly came out of the bathroom. Seen from the mirror reflection in front of Dirga only wearing bokser only.

Michelle was silent with eyes fixed on Dirga who was standing behind her.

Dirga walked up to Michelle and wrapped one of her hands around Michelle's chest.

Michelle's heart was racing until Dirga felt her heartbeat. A mysterious smile was etched on Dirga's lips.

I don't know what is in his mind but surely the man is ready to wade through the beauty of God's new creation.

"Geez, if it's this big I could die," Michelle's inner self felt the heirloom linger on her back.

"Why? You look tense" said Dirga.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Yes, I took a shower" Michelle said.

"of course. I'll wait here ya."

Michelle had already stood up but Dirga did not release her hand that was coiled around Michelle's chest.

"Let go, how can I go if you hold on" said Michelle.

Dirga did not say, she grabbed the zipper of Michelle's wedding dress located in the back and began to lower the zipper.

Michelle was silent and could not ban it because she had difficulty opening it.

"Waw," Dirga murmured as she saw the appearance of Michelle's white and smooth back.

Instantly the naughty hand rubbed Michelle's back causing her to be aghast.

"Mas, what are you doing anyway? I'm going to take a shower" Michelle said, trying to avoid.

"I'm just helping you to open this dress. He said you had trouble opening it," said Dirga who actually had felt his desire that began to peak.

Slowly the hand went into the wedding dress used by Michelle and grabbed the chewy thing that belonged to the wife.

Without lingering he also mer***the thing with no doubt.

"Ahhh, I'm already," said Michelle.

"I just played it for a while. All right, please if you want to take a shower," said Dirga.

Michelle walked into the bathroom!

"God. Relax Michelle, relax. Mas Dirga is your man of choice, don't be afraid he won't hurt you," Michelle's inner voice leaning her back against the bathroom door.

In the bed.

Dirga had used a typical sleepwear and he had also laid his body on the bed.

"Michelle took a long bath? Did the girl take her bath for a long time?" dirga's inner self after seeing the clock on the wall.

It had been almost twenty minutes of Michelle in the bathroom but there had been no sign of her getting out of there yet.

In the bathroom.

Michelle took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

"Relax, I can defeat the same-time criminals my own husband is afraid of" said Michelle then began to open the bathroom door and walk up to Dirga.

"You've been a long time?" said Dirga.

"I'm tired of waiting" he continued.

"sorry. The make_up was so thick that I needed some time to clean it up" Michelle said, sitting next to Dirga, who was sitting on her bed.

They both stared at each other for a long time. Dirga slowly grabbed Michelle's head and put her fingers into Michelle's long hair after which both hands turned on Michelle's wrist and opened the bracelet worn by Michelle.

"I have to get rid of this first" Dirga said, showing the bracelet to Michelle.

"Why?" ask Michelle.

"All I know is this bracelet is dangerous. It's not funny if again the exclamations play suddenly I got a needling that is in this bracelet," said Dirga.

"It's impossible" said Michelle.

"That's possible. I have to be wary of playing with a detective's wife."

"That means you're looking for something in my hair?"

"Yes." Yeah." She smiled at Michelle.

Michelle always carries a secret weapon in her hair. Dirga did not want to be rash even though now Michelle had become his wife, it was not impossible because she was too afraid that his wife drugged him to fall asleep until morning.

"I'm not you maybe that's the same as you," said Dirga.

"May I do it now?" dirga asked with a strange look.

Michelle smiled slightly and nodded slowly.

Without further ado Dirga immediately grabbed both of Michelle's cheeks and began to attack her with a fondling.

Not wanting to lose, Michelle also played her tongue even though it was her first leg.

They do the hot rush in a few seconds. Tanga Dirga started to get inside Michelle's clothes and began to trace every curve of her body.

A subtle description**n sounded from Michelle's mouth along with Dirga's hand that entered into her forbidden area.

Hearing the voice made Dirga more eager to colonize the beauty he had just seen that night.

It seems that Michelle has been lulled by the pleasure given by her husband until she lets Dirga take off all her clothes.

While Dirga is still playing down there, it seems he does not want to move elsewhere.

"It's over, Mas. I'm weak in this" said Michelle, who can't stand it anymore.

Dirga smiled because he felt he managed to make the tough girl helpless when he had not started the actual game.

"Can I do it now?" ask Dirga.

"Do it, quickly I can't stand it." Michelle opened her legs so that her husband would not have too much trouble breaking through her defenses.

The fear that had originally plagued his heart, for some reason after feeling his pleasure the feeling disappeared for a moment even he gave himself up before putting up a fight.

Several times Dirga tried to break through but, failed until in the last time he just succeeded.

Michelle screeched in pain mixed with the pleasure she felt.

"Sorry," whispered Dirga as she continued to move her lower half slowly.

Seriate