Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Bridal Night

It's time to go. After hugs from friends and family, HansH led me into the bridal car that would take us to the hotel we were staying at, spending this beautiful evening.

As soon as the car door closed, HansH pulled me into a hug and kissed me, loud and long. I melted in his arms, my heart pounding hard.

"Hows it? Ready for tonight?" hansh asked between hot and hungry kisses.

I was embarrassed, my cheeks were burning.

"Just in a matter of minutes" HansH whispered in the ear. "A little while."

I nodded, smiling widely. "Yeah, My HansH, I'm...." I thought* softly, practically leaning on him because HansH's hand was cupped and stroking my chest. "My HansH..," I whispered, barely gasping.

While he smiled mischievously. "What's wrong? Hmm?" asked in a whisper, his tone sounded very sensual.

"Stop," whine. "Just do this later when we're in the hotel room."

But HansH is still ignorant. He pushed me into a chair, his upper body covered my body, and his tongue tickled in his ears.

"My HansH's...." I pushed his chest. "You're making me a mess...."

HansH looked down at me, next to his eyebrows raised. "Do you care?"

"Not really, but.." My protest stopped in the heat of HansH's kiss.

Then, somehow at first, I found myself caught up in the adult man's passion, to the point that I didn't realize our bridal car had stopped, and the driver opened the door. Closing my eyes due to the glare, I felt my cheeks hot as Aliando looked inside.

"Hey! You two want to get out of there, don't you?"

HansH grumbled as he straightened up, well aware of his feelings as a newlywed, and this feeling towards his bride was obvious.

Handling the awkward situation that occurred, I tidied back myself who was a bit messy due to my husband's naughty actions, then got out of the car. In front of us, some hotel maids served swiftly, gave me flowers and all sorts of welcome to us, and escorted us to the prepared room.

And, just as we were getting out of the elevator, HansH was holding me. It made me strangle with shock because of his madness.

"Did I tell you you were beautiful?" hansh asked as she carried me through the doorway.

I shook my head, thinking how nice it was to be in my husband's arms.

Behind us, upon entering the hotel room, the door was instantly shut with a kick from the heels of HansH's shoes, leaving us shrouded in the shadows in a very beautiful bridal room.

Without saying much, HansH immediately lowered me to the bed, and without giving a gap, he directly overcame me who was lying between thousands of flower petals. I gasped, a shock instantly taking my place.

"I'm not a romantic guy" HansH said softly in front of my face, squeezing me between my arms, and a puff of breath caressing my face. "So, you have to accept that I want to make out with you without saying much. Hm? Are you ready, honey?"

I cleared my throat, wanted to start talking, but didn't have time. Before the words escaped my lips, HansH had already caressed my lips with his warm lips. "My HansH -"

"I love you, Zia." He kissed me again, this time longer, hotter and deeper, as he hugged me tightly, letting me feel the heat of his passion. HansH kissed me until we were both panting.

Stabilizing my breath for a while, I was about to speak again, but HansH suddenly put his fingers on my lips.

"Shhh...." He looked at me, hot and longing, filled with love and passion.

I'm shaking. "There's something I want to explain to you."

"Now is not the time to talk."

"But-"

"Shhh...."

"You have to listen to me, please...?"

"No." He put his fingers back on my lips. "All I want right now is to feel how sweet my wife's virginity is."

Eh? How come...?

"Kok...? You...? You know about...?"

"Neha told me everything."

"Oh? Neha...?"

"Eyeah, Neha. So, thank you that you care so much about my sisters' feelings, even though people are failing me again. But it's okay. I understand your point. Thank you, dear."

God, somehow and how, I felt my eyes wet with tears again. I don't even have to explain anything to him. Thanks to Neha's explanation, HansH and I didn't have to argue or go through some kind of shock let alone a shock therapy session. I'm so grateful. "Thank you, My HansH" I said.

"No need to thank you, I thank you. Your heart is amazingly good. I am proud to have you as my partner. You're my soul mate, my best lover."

Unable to speak, I could only nod between happy tears.

"So...." HansH rubbed the tip of his index finger over my lips.

My heart rate slowed, then it beat fast.

"Nothing to talk about anymore, is it?" HansH's hands cupped my chest, stroking sensually, channeling a foreign sensation of favor, which I had just felt, while his dark eyes were burning with passion.

I'm shaking.

"I've been waiting for this moment my whole life" whispered HansH. "Waiting for tonight."

Oh, my eyes are closed. HansH looked down and rained a kiss along the curve of my neck.

"Please..," HansH whispered again, he got up from above my body, went down to the floor and reached out and pulled me up. "I want you completely. So.. can you?"

I lowered my head, blushed again as HansH turned around me, stood behind me and began to zip down my dress.

Oh, my heart was beating hard when HansH's fingertips caressed my skin. Faster than I thought, she had already removed me from my wedding dress and the sundries. My cheeks blushed as HansH stood before me again, tracing my body, fixated on what he saw before him.

"You're really pretty" she muttered, her voice low.

Then, like the scenes in the movie, I couldn't help but smile on my lips as I removed the clothes from his body. But after that I looked down again after realizing how fascinated I was at that gallant body.

"So, what?" HansH pulled myself back into his arms. And taste...

Real warm. How nice it is when his skin sticks to my skin.

"You're ready, right?" HansH asked again in a whisper.

I nodded in shame. "Yes" I said, almost without a sound, and HansH carried me and took me to bed. Hugging me in the chest, HansH opened the blanket, then lowered me to our bridal bed. He followed me without letting go, his huge body covering my body as he kissed my face, neck, and down my chest, all the way to that sensitive part.

I wonder*bluffy, every nerve and cell in my body crave her.

I'm not sure when HansH took off his pants*name, but I welcome him, ready to accept him. During that initial process, I trembled full of cravings, lost in that foreign sensation I craved. Although there was actually a little fear in my mind, but I tried to enjoy this moment.

"Are you scared?" ask HansH.

I'm shaking. "No" lie. "I'll hold it."

HansH smiled, stressing himself strongly to me, and whispered, "I love you. I love you so much, Sweetheart."

Nyesss...!

"Awwwwwww...!"

Very sick! Spontaneous I squealed.

"Oh my God.. sssssh...."

Perih... gilu. Clear thread drips in the corner of the eye. Uuuuh....