Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 69
“Where are we going?” I asked when Arsen asked me to stay the night. He just told me to get out of town, without telling me his exact destination.
“Udah, anyway we will be on a whim today."
As Arsen was about to pick up the car, I saw a sports bike that seemed to belong to Kak Darren parked in the garage. I so imagined what it would be like to be driven by Arsen riding a motor sport.
“Oppa, we use this motor only yes,” my door.
“That's motor Kak Darren.” Arsen seems to object.
“Udah is not papa, it's the motor key is only on the motor, later I call Kak Darren deh, yes. Please!”
Finally Arsen followed my wishes after Darren let us use his bike.
Our journey felt very long. From smooth asphalt roads, to winding mountain roads. Until we finally stopped at an inn at the top.
“Why are we here?” I asked when Arsen parked his motorbike in the parking lot of the inn.
“Suppose this is an impromptu honeymoon for us, because I look for the place also impromptu earlier, said Arsen while removing the helmet that is still attached to my head.
“Honeymoon?” I just can't believe it.
"Yes, we've never had a honeymoon." Arsen took my hand to enter the inn. Ordering a room on the second floor.
This hotel is quite comfortable, clean and pleasant. After entering the room and shower, I approached Arsen who was sitting on a chair on the balcony of the room. Arsen was smoking his cigarette when I approached him.
“You've taken a shower.?” asked Arsen who immediately turned off his cigarette which was still half a stick.
Arsen was a smoker, but he wasn't a cigarette addict. During these five months of being his wife, I only saw Arsen smoke a few times.
“Iya already, can the cigarette not?” my many.
Since I married Arsen and no longer go to nightclubs, I no longer feel the taste of smoking cigarettes.
“No need, mending we enjoy tonight with a delicious addictive, yummy” that now pulls me into his lap, and my left hand embraces his neck.
“What do you want?” ask me with spoiled. I wiped the chest of his field that was still covered in a T-shirt.
Arsen only smiled as I leaned my head on his shoulder. My hands slid into her t-shirt to touch and massage her perfectly formed abdominal muscles.
Arsen's hands rubbed my thighs covered in my pajamas. While his other hand went into his pajamas and rubbed my back
Arsen smelled my face up to my neck, the cold weather here seemed to provoke us to warm ourselves.
I think Arsen's hand movements are now starting to release the hooks that tighten my hillcloth cover.
After the hook was released, Arsen's hand that had rubbed my thigh now turned into my chest. He began to hold his favorite hill
“Kimmora,” call him by half whisper.
“Ya, Arsen why?” I was with hunting breath.
“This is why so tense?” arsen asked as he twisted the top of my hill and then Arsen pulled it slightly slowly.
“The weather is cold,” I replied.
“Then let's warm up our bed, so we can sleep well later.” Arsen took me down from his lap, but he immediately grabbed me by my bridal style body and led me into my room.
Arsen put me in bed, and then kissed me back and sucked my neck. Arsen knows what makes me unable to resist. Arsen's hands began to release my cats one by one. Then he flipped my body so I was on it.
“Arsen,” I said a little embarrassed, I never did this position.
“Honey, you lead, yes. I want to see how smart my wife is in bed.”
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...Could it be Kimmy? I lead what the hell Bang, your second wife is confused....
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