Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 81 THE BREAKUP
(This part is 21+ zone, for the underage, single and who are not pleased with the adult scene please skip ya😅 Reader please be wise, please, this scene is for reference only for husband and wife🙏😆)
"Darling, you can do anything now...." Sarah blinked her eyes at Raka, who was stunned to see her.
Raka hugged his wife's body, his wife's stupidity as if inviting thirst. Raka's hand crept like a snake, creeping to and fro could not stand still. While Sarah accepted all the treatment with resignation.
Desah*n Sarah invites Raka to further launch every movement, enjoying every curve of his wife's body sitting on the edge of his desk.
Raka's movements were so careful, making Sarah a little impatient.
Suddenly both of Sarah's legs hooked at Raka's waist boldly while both of her arms hugged tightly to Raka's neck. Her ripe lips kissed Raka with a little greedy making Raka a little overwhelmed.
"Honey, what kind of attitude is one of the effects of other hormones?"Raka asked in between her stingy breath.
Sarah did not reply, she opened her mouth slightly giving space for Raka to puff her cleavage. The passionate husband hugged Sarah's waist which began to widen slightly, granting her request.
"If this is, because of the influence of that hormone, I really like the hormones of pregnant women." Raka Whisper.
"Whisper!" Sarah replied, then bit her husband's lips with a face slightly irritated. The little strangled raka, swept her lower lip that was bitten by Sarah with the tip of her tongue. His face scowled and in response his wife's treatment by devouring Sarah's lips, forcing his wife gaping until half of her tongue wandered in it, playing from the tip of her lips knocked, squeezed and wriggled unstoppably.
Sarah bought, almost choked, but she enjoyed the thrill without giving a fight. Out of nowhere, her husband learned it, but this wild and slightly voracious kissing style is only the first time Sarah feels it. Strange but fun!
"Hows it? still want to bite again?" Sarah pulled her face. Smiling triumphantly. Sarah shook her head, her face was red. It is not clear to admit defeat or to hope that Raka does not let go.
Raka enjoys the look on his helpless wife's face, imagining several months apart from the wife who had made him this opium, certainly a dilemma for Raka.
Raka sucked her fingers behind Sarah's slippery and thin sleeping dress, the sound of the friction of the cloth with her hands, giving a strange sensation but so languishing.
Raka lowers her face on Sarah's neck, kissing her with her lips until Sarah's skin becomes wet, getting downward, forcing Sarah to remove her arms from Raka's neck.
His two hands were now resting on the table between the book and the map lying there. His body was pushed sideways, letting his chest puff up, making room for Raka more freely to fondle him. His head drooped, making his long black hair fall down like it was floating.
Raka was momentarily amazed, at the woman he had seen similar to the painting, the body that was still in an exotic position, really like being in a canvas.
Life but its beauty is almost unreal.
With a warm thumping chest, Raka looked at him, sweeping from toe to toe, painting him in memory as the first thing he would remember when he missed his wife.
Raka really could no longer hold herself back, her head was throbbing uncontrollably, her blood was flowing strongly throughout her body and stopped at one place which then stiffened strongly.
Then, unplanned, the two of them made out wildly. Sarah and Raka have a hot romance on Raka's desk, watched by the table lamp, The map and documents that were then scattered fell on the floor and a laptop that was almost broken were crushed accidentally.
The satisfaction they get is incredible. Using the little time left feels to make their intimacy more intimate and full of appreciation.
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Raka awakens at dawn, finding Sarah curled up under her arms, like a baby looking for warmth. Raka was once again enchanted, staring at the face of his sleeping wife with half a look up to him. His smooth rhythmic sighs seemed to tell how soundly Sarah fell asleep, maybe after the romance on the workbench a little wild earlier and resumed on the bed after Raka carried his wife's body from her study, Sarah became so tired.
Slowly, Raka put away the strands of Sarah's hair that fell on her forehead and cheeks, carefully using the tip of her index finger.
The first time Raka looked at Sarah's face so closely, her big eyes were covered with black lashes. Sarah's bushy eyebrows striped as clean as her black silk hair. Her lips were naturally blushing, always glistening wet.
Raka just realized, Sarah's face is absolutely perfect in its natural simplicity.
How is it that, this girl as beautiful as a fairy, went through a lot of suffering and had to endure the bitterness of her childhood.
And the pain of a squeeze to his chest, how could she have so much heart to sacrifice this woman in the past to be the result of her failed marriage and almost destroyed her life by giving her the status of a widow without ever actually being a wife.
Raka's eyes were hot, reminiscing about his treatment of his wife, so cruel he had treated this goddess-faced girl first. Raka cursed herself in regret.
Fortunately, the feeling of love immediately awakened him, so as not to become a demon over the life of any innocent woman to him.
Trembling, Raka pulled Sarah's body, hugged her and kissed her forehead feelingly.
"I'm sorry..." He whispered in deep regret. Sarah moaned slightly and squirmed softly but then she seemed to fall back asleep.
Unknowingly, the corner of Raka's lips was drawn slightly to form a smile, then her eyes were focused on Sarah's abdomen, as if she was looking at a part of her being stared at from there.
"Father, I'm here..." How strange, the hallucination of a father who missed the fruit of love so much, even he could almost hear his baby talking to him.
Raka placed her hand on Sarah's belly, as if hoping that the little hand that might have formed inside there reached out to touch her hand.
"Darling, papa just left for a minute. Before you knew your father was gone, papa was back. Take good care of your mom, yeah. He's just good at being tough in front of papa when he definitely doesn't like your dad leaving."
Raka muttered softly, like talking to someone while stroking Sarah's stomach which still did not look bloated.
Raka promised in her heart that she would never hurt Sarah again, for any reason. He will pay for all his past mistakes by making sure Sarah will always be happy with him.
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