I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
What if Nyicip Doang could?

TW : I just want to say 3 part is special 21+ yes, for those who do not like or are uncomfortable can skip ok!

Tonight because there were no servants, they both decided to deliver online. Because even though Anjani offers to cook and he can also cook. But still Arkan did not want it until his little wife was bothered.

Not because pampering him too, Anjani problem if the cook will be long, he is a perfectionist, so sometimes if he fails he will lose his mood. So it's better to just hurry for a few days.

Anjani seems to enjoy the chicken and also his rice while watching the Korean drama in his big tab. Arkan occasionally glanced at Anjani. "Why do you love watching Korean dramas?"

"Because it's exciting."

"When you've got a good-looking one in this house, but you still love foreign movies."

Anjani scrunched her forehead and looked at Arkan while narrowing her eyes. "You are you, Korean dramas are Korean dramas. I don't want you to be the same as Korean opa."

"I like Korean movies because it fits the same genre that I like, I like Korean dramas because the movies must have their own meaning."

"The film does exist."

"But not much, you'd rather I watch a movie of doom, would you? Or watch the affair is not clear that I keep so I have a lot of overthinking with you and accused you of cheating continue?"

"Kok that?"

"Because the movie is mostly so."

"You must not watch, you will have many thoughts."

Anjani shakes his thumb at Arkan. Lose her, it is like Anjani if her husband loses arguing with her. While Arkan actually chose to give up, because of course what Anjani wanted was validation if he won. Indeed so.

After he finished eating, Anjani took out the trash and also washed his hands. But as usual, there was something wrong with him. Who else if not Arkan who now wrapped his hands in the stomach of Anjani.

"I'm washing my hands, Mom!" Omel Anjani's.

"Wash my hands, I just hug you. Not to prevent you from washing your hands."

"Ish."

Arkan chuckles, then he rests his chin on Anjani's shoulder while watching Anjani drying his hands in the machine. "Anjani."

"Hmm? Why?" Ask Anjani.

Arkan kissed Anjani's half-open shoulder due to his oversize t-shirt. Makes Anjani feel a little restless when Arkan does it.

"Mass don't get hit. Tingly."

Instead of listening to the ban from Anjani, Arkan instead continued to do so, making Anjani occasionally close his eyes because his body was bristling. "Listen to me first."

"Emm? Why, it's me, but don't get rich."

This time Arkan stopped his mischievous activities and turned Anjani's body to face him. Arkan looked seriously at Anjani now. Honestly, this makes Anjani a little pounding. Because Arkan seems to want to eat it.

"You know I've been waiting a long time?"

Anjani swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Whatisthis? Arkan wouldn't be asking for his rights now, would he?

"I won't go on pleasantries, from now on I'll look at you as my wife, not my little wife anymore."

"So, may I ask for my right now?" Ask Arkan. His voice sounded slow, but deep. Moreover, his heavy voice made Anjani more and more unkillful.

Anjani's face immediately paled, especially when talking Arkan close his face to him, making Anjani retreat and rest on the edge of the pantry. His breathing went up and down, if now how should he refuse?

"H-have to be now, M-mas. It means a-fitness ... You're going to the office tomorrow, right?" Tanya Anjani tried to divert the conversation.

"No," Arkan replied casually.

Anjani bites her lower lip strongly, making Arkan now touch that lip. "Don't be bitten, it'll bleed."

Arkan instead focused on playing Anjani's lips with his thumb, making Anjani even more clueless about what he was feeling now. Arkan sighed, as he had yet to get an answer from Anjani. "Well, if you're not ready, if you're sick?"

Anjani seems to think, what does it mean like they do on vacation? That's not excessive, is it? Finally Anjani nodded, rather than him being eaten by Arkan tonight. It's better just like that.

But it looks like Anjani made the wrong decision if it is not ready. Let's see, it will be as strong as how Anjani maintains his inadequacy.

Arkan smiled, after obtaining Anjani's approval, Arkan kissed Anjani's forehead gently, after which it went down to the nose and finally emptied into the lips.

Their kisses are always the same, unusual kisses, Arkan pressing and me you mat those lips, asking Anjani understands that there is a lot of lust there and how much if Arkan really wants it now. This time Arkan really added a bigger charge, he sued Anjani further.

Arkan's hand stroked Anjani's shoulder and back, even with mischievous hands it went down and into his girl's oversized shirt and stroked her flat stomach sensually. Making Anjani's body slightly swerving especially when Arkan playing with his chest from outside the tanktop he was wearing.

"Empph." Anjani tries to hold back the voice but in the end escapes as well, as Arkan actually plays on his chest and it makes Anjani feel a turbulent feeling on him and as if asking for more.

Arkan's kiss is wild now, he kissed Anjani's cheek then spread to the girl's ear and played the tongue there, making Anjani's body crumble. Anjani tightens his grip on the pantry, I don't know why Arkan can always make it lulled just because of the touch alone.

Arkan's hand was still there, now his hand went down and slipped into the tanktop and also Anjani's bra to play a small object that seemed to have stiffened.

"Ahhh Mass don't touch .... Ephh." Anjani groaned in frustration, this is the first time Arkan has played with his privacy area, yesterday not so far.

"You like her?" Ask Arkan who even more agile playing with the small object.

Anjani shook her head making Arkan smile. "Want me to stop?" Ask Arkan.

Anjani shook her head and held Arkan's hand to stay there. "Yesa stop Mass ... Ahhhh."

Arkan chuckled, the body response of the anjani and also the girl's words were out of sync. Her lips said yes but her body wanted more.

But Arkan will always be the most relented and slowly take his hand out of there. "Well, if not."

Arkan kisses Anjani's lips and notices Anjani staring at him. There was a look of disappointment there made Arkan very anxious to see the reaction of his wife.

"Maaaaassss," whining.

Ah really Arkan made him tormented, his breath going up and down as if asking Arkan to understand what he wanted, because he would not ask for it. Sure GENGSI.

Arkan understands what his wife wants, but tonight let Arkan play into Anjani's feelings for them to do it because they both want to. "Why, Baby?"

"Thuu ... " Anjani bit her lower lip withstanding the turmoil that is now peaking to the head.

Maybe because this was Anjani's first experience so he did not understand what he felt, so he became careless himself when not getting satisfaction from what had made him curious.

"That's what, honey?" Arkan now rubbed Anjani's waist gently, making Anjani addicted to his touch.

"You want me to do it again?"

Anjani quickly nodded, either consciously or unconsciously but Anjani wanted Arkan to do it again.

"I just wanted to suck, you didn't want to do it."

"Judah is rich so don't go down!!" Anjani.

Arkan gave a smile and nodded his head. "Look we did in the room."

"Here it is, now ... "

"You're impatient Anjani, ayok better if we do in the room alone," asked Arkan.

Anjani is really frustrated, she is already dizzy this much want to do it, but Arkan as if toying with her. Anjani is going crazy!