My Hottest Man's
Chapters 25. The Hottest Man in Mine

Bellova's allegations are wrong.

Raymundo Alvaro apparently only watched Bellova's back straight since Raymundo lay in a tent. His body had been convulsed by the incessant gurgles on his lips. Raymundo Alvaro takes off the cold hat.

"So, that woman is Queena?" Bellova changed topics, the last time Bellova threw a sensitive conversation, destroyed the passion of Raymundo Alvaro.

Bellova spoke very slowly to catch her hunting breath. Raymundo Alvaro without a boss, without distance and a chase kiss airs quite as a trigger. Bellova muffled the ripples within her, but she could not prevent her voice from turning hoarse.

"Is that important?" Raymundo noticed that Bellova helped a little lighting from the outside. Raymundo's warm breath hit Bellova's face.

Repeat the fingers begin to caress Bellova's face, under the eyes down to the lips. Tell Bellova of desire urged desire. Raymundo's hand reaches the end of the sweater, remove the top button and then in a row all the buttons.

Bellova can't possibly avoid this.

The man got up, pulled Bellova along. Take Bellova out of the sweater. Take Bellova to her lap. Tilt the head slightly off Bellova's jaw, descend to the neck sipping slowly. Raising the face to catch Bellova's reaction.

In the dim, the huge eyeball contains an eye gaze full of energy, a body as gentle as velvet, Bellova Driely like a Goddess droplet, perfect in all dimensions. As beautiful as this is, having a lot of ex-girlfriends and this woman claiming to be a virgin, isn't it something very strange? Bellova looked a little aggressive.

Raymundo's left hand circumference Bellova's waist. While his right hand was running around on his smooth back, stroking. His lips did not stop acrobatics. Touch anything that can be reached. Bellova has been moaning at the tip of Raymundo's ear.

There is a relationship starting from love at first sight, love because it is used to being together or love is forced. There is friendship so love, the enemy of happiness so love, there are all kinds. Some begin with lies.

Bellova thinks of herself and Mr. Alvaro who chose the path of "your body in my body" without strings attached, without feeling involved, only two strangers ahead of the morning together. It's special because it's going to be a first-time experience.

"Easy on me, Bellova" whispered Raymundo heavily as he felt Bellova's restless body.

Back to Bellova's lips. Stop for a second, watch Bellova. Without Bellova realizing it, the memory of the brain stores the face of Raymundo Alvaro. A rough, wicked and heartless complexion that begins to flare, completely changing the perception of texture despite Raymundo Alvaro's attempts to control the face. This man has an aura of hot man forever when the muscles of the arms are stretched tight, but the way the hands work masculine is so feminine on the skin of his body.

The look in their eyes met, Bellova hugged Raymundo's neck, without pressure and calmly returned the man's kiss. The skin sticks together and rubs against each other. Draped around Raymundo's neck, exploring all the points where a sensual growl got Bellova even more excited.

Here Bellova will finally give her something of value, to a foreign man. And it's nice to know Mr. Alvaro is as virgin as he is.

Close your eyes when Raymundo Alvaro places him carefully and crawls over him. There was a touch of cold lips on the sensitive peaks pulling Bellova's body arched. Love the soft sounds that burn the tempest. Also the beautiful legs of Bellova so aesthetically bent over the mat tent.

Raymundo's index finger steps over the surface of the skin. It was just a simple thing, but Bellova had felt the sensation radiate throughout her body. Panting without being prevented. Arrived at the lucky picture above the surface of Bellova's kidneys. No clothing left as an umbrella can save the body from touch. Just warm up and start blazing. Feel the rapid breathing.

"You probably won't know if you'll face a sentiment attack on yourself after this, Mr. Alvaro."

"Calma, Bellova, (Relax, Bellova)" persuaded Raymundo Alvaro, grabbed Bellova's hand to play with her.

The kiss was longer without pause. Get rid of the discomfort, create pleasure through sensation.

"Do we need a protector?"

Bellova unconsciously shook her head. Shouldn't he be nodding?

"Maybe it won't be comfortable."

Oh Bellova, this is crazy.

Bellova propped her up noticed the man who worked hard to bring them together. Shivering between horrors was also something else. This man and the rest of the body were as violent, but Bellova was eager to wander with Raymundo Alvaro.

Ignoring half a dozen safeguards, Raymundo needed to harmonize strength and softness in order to fill Bellova without causing pain, while the black-gray clouds birthed the rain babies on the tarp of the tent. The wind groans at the shoots of leaves with pagutans and hunting.

There's music in Bellova's head. Piano clang from the song You and Me in Rainy Days, when something stings down there. Bellova slightly clamped her feet, trying hard not to panic, so Raymundo need a lot of seduction to create comfortable.

"Do you like us like this, Bellova?" raymundo asked softly between the whirring of the chasing breath.

Bellova nodded, unable to lie that she was a little uncomfortable, but liked this hot scene.

"Do you want to stop?"

"No."

They're kissing.

With much pressure, Raymond Alvaro fell deeper and deeper. Not wanting to step out of heaven, where Bellova's hip hypnotizes and the depths of Bellova create a kind of poisonous opium. While Bellova naturally body movements adjust the rhythm. Floundering as the speed and pressure on him intensified, close your eyes at Raymundo's neck. Speakless.

"Belgio ...."

His name is being spoken more and more. Bellova silenced the broken moans from the man's lips with hers. Feel something wrapped in tenderness and warmth, he has received Raymundo Alvaro fully in him. Biting the lips strongly, afraid of what might happen. However, it was too burning of passion.

Conquered under the basic demands of mortality, Raymundo Alvaro grabbed Bellova's innocent body to be held tight. It was tightly wrapped and their legs were interlocked.

"I have to go home tomorrow morning. We've got a drama rehearsal schedule for the charity stage. The Principal must not have read the schedule when he let you take me," Bellova said to Raymundo's chest half an hour later when the rain was one-on-one and breathing returned to normal.

"I threatened him."

"Threatening Mr Benjamin?"

"Yes, Caesar Benjamin is my cousin. Pondering my mother."

Bellova. Never knew. Of course, they do not discuss family genealogy at school.

"Are you not in pain?" ask Raymundo.

"I'm surprised you have 80 percent femininity."

"Are you not sorry? I don't suit you and you're not my type."

Bellova.

Is a woman like Queen? Did you manage to remove a little trace?

"Yes, I'm careless and weak," lamented Bellova as silly as she only looked like that in front of Raymundo Alvaro. "It's good we forget about tonight, sir. Let's continue each other's lives." Bellova spoke as confidently as she sounded.

"I'll take you early tomorrow to the airport."

Raymundo Alvaro fell asleep shortly afterwards while Bellova felt strange to herself. How could he give up so easily on Raymundo Alvaro? But there is no regret. They don't drink alcohol to share something intimate. Done with full awareness.

Will this man still sue Miradoura?! Oskan is clearly troubled, Bellova will receive money from Raymundo Alvaro and is thinking of suing Cheryl's custody.

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