
...This extra chapter contains about honeymoon containing adult elements that should be handled wisely....
...If you don't like it or aren't old enough to read adult-themed and explicit stories, please skip....
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Paris, a city that is often used as a destination for foreign tourists because it has so beautiful vibes to enjoy togetherness. Especially for those who have a partner.
Today Nolan and Caca arrived in the most important part of the French city with a feeling of relief after a long journey in the air, with a slight obstacle—turbulensi.
Sangri—La Paris became Nolan's choice for him to stay a few days with Caca here. They want to create a beautiful moment and will not be forgotten during their lives here.
The temperature in the French capital is so low it reaches 8° Celsius, making them both reluctant to travel outdoors. They also need rest because they are tired.
Nolan placed their suitcases next to the closet, then followed Caca who was already on the balcony and busy admiring the Eiffel tower late at night with the lights already on. Not wanting to miss a romantic moment, Nolan who was still wrapped in a thick jacket was hugging Caca from behind. Put his chin on one shoulder of his beloved woman, then briefly peek cheeks that are now a little volume, cheeks filled like a bakpao belonging to Caca.
“Like the view?” asked Nolan who was nodding at Caca without thinking for long.
“Good.” reply while leaning his head on the chest of Nolan field. “But it's cold.” continued while grabbing both arms of Nolan to wrap tighter around his waist.
Hearing the code from Caca, Nolan immediately tightened his arms and gave a brief peck on his wife's cheek. “Let's go in if it's cold.” take Nolan, turn Caca's body and then carry her into a hotel room, then drop her on the edge of the bed without difficulty. Their eyes met, looking at each other within a long enough deadline. Nolan couldn't help but smile on his lips.
“Why look at me like that?” nolan asked provokingly, while tasting Caca's lips.
“Can't see your own husband?” ketus Caca tries to keep up with Nolan who seems to start wanting something from him. He raised his arm, then his palm touched Nolan's jawline and rubbed it as well. “She says she wants a baby?”
Damnit.
Nolan doesn't want to waste any more time. Let's get tired of the body. Nyari dry with Caca malem-malem with very cold weather, must be fun.
Soon, Nolan kissed Caca's lips. It went on for so long that the sound of decapitation was heard airing as a temporary farewell to the lips of the two. Nolan rushes off his warm clothes and helps Caca do the same. Until now both have only relied on a few complementary clothes covering their precious assets.
Slowly but surely, Nolan began to touch the surface of Caca's skin which made him always want to go home quickly while working. Indeed, Caca was already like an opium to him.
His face approached the niche area of Caca's neck and peeked at the same time sip it small. Caca, who had entered the game offered by her husband, had forgotten the land. Forgot their agreement when they were on the plane.
Don't make red marks. Shame to see others.
At least that was Caca's request hours ago before the plane landed at Charles De Gaulle airport, Paris.
The village-han gently greeted the perungu Nolan, making him more excited to sweep his lips and tighten a small sip in the niche of the neck of the Caca level that was so magical. The movement slowly descends towards the collarbone, then down to the chest, Nolan's favorite place when doing foreplay.
“Woman on top? Can also.”
The words were immediately rewarded with eye shots and a loud clap from Caca. The woman's face was red like a boiled crab because of embarrassment in the straight look like an eagle owned by the husband.
Caca started. He grabbed and drowned Nolan inside of him. After that it moved slowly adjusting.
After feeling that it was enough provoked, Nolan ranted and turned things around, hugging Caca and moving at will to make the atmosphere more heated between temperatures so cold.
The sound of the creaking of the bed on the floor, the sound of the meeting of the skin, the sound of de-stiffness that whipped from the lips of the two, the sweat that wet each other, all synergized to give rise to the aroma of intense romance. Until the screeching and strong jolt of Nolan in the private area of Caca, became the cover of their hot activities in the land of the owner of this beautiful tower called Eiffel.
Their breathing was hunting, but Nolan still wanted to play around and continued the second session which made Caca shake his head inexhaustibly. Nolan is like this if it's on fire. Hard stopping.
Caca pulled the blanket after three times Nolan roamed the heaven of the world with him. His body was like a shapeless crumble because of Nolan's game that asked for a variety of styles in the second and third sessions.
“Gosh, I want to faint.” complained Caca while curled up under the covers.
“I'll get you a drink.”
The guilt-ridden Nolan finally took the initiative of giving Caca a glass of water to restore her energy. In Paris it was already nine in the evening, and most likely, soon Caca would complain of being hungry to her. Gosh, it doesn't feel like for nearly four hours he's sputtering the wife. Nolan felt increasingly guilty to Caca for not being able to stop with just one pele-pasan.
He offered water to Caca, then sat down next to the woman he loved while rubbing the top of his head full of love, and asked. “What do you eat? You must be hungry?”
Caca, who had laid down a glass of water and handed the empty glass to Nolan, turned back to her side. His appetite was gone from being tired. He just wants to sleep without interruption.
“Tomorrow morning. I was tired, I wanted to sleep.” he replied, shuffling into the blanket with a shirt Nolan was too big to wrap his body, he then closed his eyes.
“Good. Good night sweet heart.” said Nolan bent over and kissed Caca's face, then took the same position and hugged Caca from behind.
Suddenly he smiled at Caca's hair still soaked in sweat. All of Caca's memories are twisted from memory to imagination. Starting from the first time they met because of a trench incident, then getting to know Caca at school, they were close and friends, then Nolan expressed feelings. Then, punctuated by bitter memories that make the two of them separated for years, then reunited and ended up married and living together.
Nolan thought this was the most beautiful gift God had given him.
Caca is the Titan God sent to his Saturn as his friend and source of light.
Their struggle and waiting turned out beautifully. And now how will God give you another happiness more beautiful than anything else on earth. A kid.
Nolan tightened up the body, hugging Caca tighter until the empu wriggled with tightness. But not one bit Nolan wants to take it off. Nolan smiled wider.
“Me Gustas Tu, Wifey.” whispered in Caca.
Without Nolan guessing Caca turned around, briefly peeling the corner of her lips and retorted. “Yo tambien te amo, hubby.” []
...—Last Ending—...