Forced Wedding
S2 Inca - Daxon 31
Inka smiled as she looked at the husband who had appeared from behind the door. The man walked to the bed and sat beside the Inca.
Cup
" Morning kiss" said Daxon after peeping a glimpse of the Inca's lips.
Inca smiled and kissed Daxon's lips.
" Morning kiss to my husband" said the Inca and they both laughed.
Then Daxon immediately lifted the Inca body from the bed.
" Dax .. what are you doing" said the Inca, wrapping his hand around Daxon's sturdy neck.
" We're going to the bathroom, I'm going to help you clean your body, Beby" Daxon said.
Inka's cheeks immediately flushed when she heard Daxon's words. Her heart was pounding right then and there because she was very innocent and never showed her curves to any man.
Daxon sat the Inca on a marble table in front of the mirror. For a moment they looked.
" I-I can do it myself, Dax. You wait outside, I'll call you if I need your help" said the Inca.
Daxon was still staring at the reddened face of the Inca while smiling faintly. Then his hands began to open the shirt worn by the Inca.
" W-what are you doing, Dax?" ask Inka nervously.
Daxon continued his activities of unbuttoning Inca shirts.
" I'll help you, Beby. You're my wife and I'm the only one who can do this to you" Daxon said.
The Inca breath is hunting. He was nervous and his heart was beating.
' Oh my. What if he was tempted and did just that?' inner Inca.
Last night before they fell asleep. When she asked to go to the bathroom, she changed her own clothes in the bathroom when Daxon was busy picking up the phone from his cell phone.
And this morning, as he feared. The man helped him clean up even Daxon also helped open the shirt that the Inca wore.
Daxon had a harder time swallowing his saliva when he finished unbuttoning the Inca shirt.
His eyes stared into the Inca's eyes with his moving hands releasing the white shirt attached to the Inca's body.
He deliberately focused his eyes with the face of the Inca because he was afraid of losing control if he saw the body of the Inca who now only left his underwear only.
" I'm sorry .. if you have to hold it," said the Inca.
" Ssttt .. I will wait for the time when it comes" said Daxon.
The man took a small towel and wet the cloth. Then he began to wash the Inca body with the towel.
His eyes were still focused on the face of the Inca. But his hand moved to wash the Inca's body.
" Aren't you interested in seeing my body?" ask Inka.
Daxon smiled obliquely and occasionally looked at his hand that was wiping the Inca's arm.
" I just don't want to lose control if I see your body, Beby," Daxon said, looking back at Inca's face.
" But I don't care if you lose control" said the Inca who made Daxon stop his activities and stared intently at the Inca.
The Inca coiled her hands around Daxon's sturdy neck and poked his chest.
" You're my husband and I'm your wife, I'm just hurting my legs and my legs can still move even if they're limited. But my core is unharmed, Beby."
Daxon was stunned when he heard the words of his husband. He still refrained from doing so because he wanted to do so when the Inca fully recovered.
The man wanted something memorable while doing it with his wife. Daxon drew near to the Inca and landed his chin on the beautiful shoulder of the Inca.
He rubbed the Inca's back while smearing the Inca's shoulder up to her neck.
Inca felt her blood rustling and her body crashing as Daxon peppered his neck.
Then Daxon re-enforced his body and switched to the front of the Inca body.
The man let out a long breath and exhaled slowly. So that he could focus on his highly testing work this time around.
Inca regained consciousness while staring at Daxon's tense face. She knew that her husband was trying so hard to concentrate.
And she decided not to tease her husband. Until the minutes passed the activity ended.
Daxon lifts the Inca body and takes her to the bed. He took the dress randomly from the closet and put it on the Inca body.
He even replaced Inca underwear and fitted his bra.
And he could pass his test this time.