My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 27 - Pre

Long soak, if longer can be frozen. Syakil did not mess with his words, the man locked Amara's hand on his head to make Amara who was held a little amused was silent for a while.

"I'm sure don't, I'm goosebumps."

How not to creep, Syakil suddenly made his position ready to be pounced on like this. He hasn't even changed his clothes yet, still wearing a bathrobe and hair that he hasn't had time to dry.

"Winds? Breathe try .. good, throw it away .. do it again, dear."

By his obedience he obeyed Shakil's orders. Adjusting her breath while looking at the face of Syakil who is now right on it, then realized if her husband is handsome.

"It's quiet?"

Amara shook her head, because she was not at all calm at the moment. The bias of light from out there makes their rooms bright, even though Syakil closed the curtains and turned off the lights still the atmosphere of daylight is still felt.

"Follow me, pull ... hold .. discard, relax, don't get too tense, Ra."

However the way Syakil taught him to be calm and not nervous, still for Amara this is like a threat that makes his soul really shaken. Is Syakil sinting it until impatiently waiting for the night.

Her legs are now moving here and there, believe me this is really the first time and why she got a husband like this. Really Amara even dizzy himself made.

Some time he tried to calm himself and regulate his breathing, now Syakil increasingly eroded the distance.

"Let's try again, don't be nervous .. You just have to accept, don't refuse. That's all the point," Syakil said so close, even Syakil's breath with a mint-flavored can Amara feel the way it blows.

"Look at my eyes, after that you can close your eyes if after our lips meet, okay?"

Don't be nervous, look into his eyes and stay calm. Yes, the essence of Syakil's lesson this time is those three points. However, the more firm Syakil the more nervous he even felt Amara's heart seemed to be out of place.

Actually this is also the first time for Syakil, in theory he understood even first often several times watching adult videos it feels enough to be capital Syakil able to bring Amara flying together.

He's been trying, he was a little naughty when he was a teenager. But only to watch and it was not at all he practiced when he was an adult, even though he was close to marrying Ganeta, but Syakil had never tasted the sweetness of the woman.

Syakil scooped up Amara's ranum lips so gently, though he had not received a reply the man did not stop even for a moment. The man tightened his grip on Amara's wrist, the man warmed up when there was no rejection from the wife.

Amara's chest began to tighten, Amara began to turn her face hoping that Syakil would understand if she was almost out of breath. The theory was not like this, why a little torture, thought Amara.

"Breathe, Ra, don't hold. .. You can still breathe even if I smell," Syakil rubbed Amara's lips which were now so wet because of her actions.

"You eventually, the theory was not so," the annoyed Amara then poked his lips, his position is now difficult, Syakil who locked his hands on his head is the main reason.

"Hahah sorry, darling .. we try one more time."

Not yet finished Amara set her breath normally, the man had already re-submerged his lips and this time more than the previous one. Not just a kiss but this is already a lumattan with a small bite on the lips of the wife.

From where Syakil learned this he was also confused himself. Amara's body was even cold at this time, her breathing was choked even in fact she was trembling but Syakil still did his action even more uncontrollably.

"Reply, Ra," whispered Syakil after taking off his magnificent pawns demanding even Amara's plumpness was made.

Amara's chest rose and fell, whereas Syakil only did 15 percent of the overall show. Syakil's eyes are completely covered in fog, which is in his brain at this time only heavenly favors are often discussed Zidan and Mikhail since long ago.

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The wrangling of his hand was indeed released, but that does not mean Amara can escape. After the chery fruit owned by Amara, the man switched to tracing the neck of Amara.

Not only his lips in action, but the hand is now in action to release the wife's bathrobe with such ease.

Amara began to crumble as Syakil's hands traced every inch of her body. His new wife has taken a shower like this is clearly more spurring his maleness, after one week ago he can look satisfied, now he feels how the warmth at the top of the mountain sinabung and surrounding.

Since his body was already hot, Syakil took off his clothes and threw the origin with such a swift movement.

Perfect body's ... Amara remains a normal woman who also likes something other women like.

Finished making his clothes disappear somewhere, Syakil still wanted to make his wife float in the air first. In accordance with Mikhail's teaching that the couple's happiness should be primary.

Amara closes her legs when Syakil tries to open them, Syakil says it's gladi, but why is it so serious.

"Calm down, Amara."

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"Haaaa Syakil want what?"

In a state of almost losing his mind because everything Syakil did made his body shake, now Amara was increasingly made afraid when the man was about to open his pants.

"What do you really ask me?"

Syakil frowned, when it was clear but why Amara still asked.

"Don't, Syakil .. The oath hurts!!"

"Where are you from?"

"Said Mario," he answered briefly and turned his face because he did not dare to face Dinoasaurus directly in front of him, Syakil was indeed crazy, it was forbidden but still he was open.

"Bullshitt, don't believe .. Let's try first, honey."

"No way, how about a tear?" Amara shook her head quickly, really she could not imagine how her fate would be.

"It won't rip, Amara .. you learn where this science can tear."

Strange as it is, Syakil did what Mikhail taught him to do as a first-night move, but why Amara was still afraid to see his Dinosaurus.

"Anytime, huh?"

He asked but was a little pushy, until Amara really cried when Syakil still insisted on trying even without his permission.

"Surely don't!!" sentak Amara kala began to feel tightness on the surface of his, it seems like the man is indeed a forger.

"Good shit, Amara."

Seeing his wife sobbing and now trembling, Syakil relented and abandoned his intentions. Pissed off? Little bit, he might have to do it himself if he didn't want a headache after this.

"Sorry, Ra ... calm down," said Syakil gently then pulled a blanket to cover his wife's innocent body, he could have forced but if this he would not have the heart.

Syakil pulled his wife in a hug, really this time he was exactly the victim of abuse. Syakil wiped away Amara's tears so gently, no longer did he think about it. There is only regret in her mind.

Tbc

Thor has delayed again😎

I want malam😋