My Rich Husband's
The Part 46

“This is the last dress .. If you don't like one of the dresses, then I can't make a re-dress overnight,” Valentine said as he waited for Diora to finish changing.

Davis did not answer, he just waited for the gold curtain to open and showed the woman who would soon be his wife.

Curtains were opened, seen Diora with a very tight white dress top and the bottom is slightly loose, not to forget the tail of the dress is very long. The sleeveless dress revealed Diora's smooth white back and upper chest.

“Cantics.” Davis was stunned, until he did not realize he had walked closer to Diora.

Valentine smiled with satisfaction, finally the last dress could amaze his client who was very much in demand.

“What are you doing?” diora asked as Davis stood before her, looking at her full of cravings.

“Grabbing you,” said Davis smiled meaningfully, walking around Diora who was looking at her a little uneasy.

“Come out, I'll change clothes,” drive Diora out of dislike with Davis' gaze for her.

Davis flicked his hand at Valentine's employees to leave himself alone with Diora. The employee knows exactly what the client wants. They came out and closed the curtains, leaving the couple.

“I'll help you change,” whispered Davis right in Diora's ear. Makes Diora's hair bristle.

Davis hugged Diora from behind, pouring her head on her smooth shoulders which aroused her desire. “You are beautiful,” compliment her with sensual tones in Diora's ears and lick those reddened ears.

Diora's body stiffened, her body was like a strange shock that she had never felt all this time. Davis's warm gasps pummeled his neck skin, making something under there twitch just hearing a sensual sound right in his ear.

Slowly Davis helped unzip Diora's dress. His eyes were filled with a long desire he had never channeled, as Diora's smooth back was plastered for real in front of him. His hand stroked the shoulder gently, giving a kiss and leaving a red trail on Diora's smooth back.

But Diora immediately dispelled her naughty thoughts that were starting to run wild. He began to realize what situation he was feeling now. He opened his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

Diora turned her back to look at Davis in the face. Wrapped his hands around the neck of the burly man. He looked at Davis with a look that wanted more.

Yet a second later, a mischievous smile was engraved clearly on Diora's pretty face. Davis was already burning with the situation created by him himself, unable to decipher the smile from Diora. He only saw that Diora wanted him to want more.

Dug ...

Diora kicked Davis' hardened manhood with her knee. Makes Davis groan in pain.

“Shit!” dismember Davis. Holding her painful lower part.

“Taste you,” taunts Diora sticking out her tongue, smiling with satisfaction at successfully replying to Davis's actions that upset her.

Diora immediately ran towards a small room to remove her dress while holding the top of the dress that had opened the back so as not to sag down.

“It turns out you're smart,” praise Davis for the pain.

...........

“You why?” diora asked pretending nothing happened to them. Looking at Davis's face that was enduring the pain, Valentine gave him a tuxedo suit to try on the man he had been working with. It was clear that Davis was keeping his image looking haughty.

Davis did not answer Diora's question, he just stared at Diora with the meaning of 'alum! I'll get you back'.