Reyhan, My husband
Between Anger and Passion

A deep night in the dark silence, Nayla awoke from her sleep. Her eyes were still hot from her crying last night which unconsciously made Nayla fall asleep in exhaustion. Nayla doesn't even know when and at what time Reyhan finished his business cleaning himself up in the bathroom.

He pretended to sleep, but actually slept!

His body felt heavy because Reyhan's burly hands were tightly hugging him. In a fashion that was not yet fully conscious, Nayla stared fixedly at her husband's face in a sad gaze.

Am I thinking too far? But why would you take another woman to that place without my knowledge?

You've always been nice in front of me. But I never know what you're doing out there, Rey. Is it wrong I'm angry to see you with another woman?

Reyhan, who are you?

You were suddenly present, making it easy for me to get through the hard times of letting go of Satya.

I even thought that I no longer needed to figure out your background when you introduced me to them. I think everything about you is good. Until I can't seem to accept anything good about your past.

But I was wrong, apparently,

There's a lot about you I don't know. Everything is too mysterious for me to ignore.

Nayla grabs her phone on the nightstand intending to see what time the clock is. But subconsciously, his movement woke up someone who was asleep hugging him.

"Why are you awake?"

Nayla was surprised to hear Reyhan's sudden voice along with a hand gesture that struck her forehead hair. Her soft eyes flashed with Reyhan's sharp eyes. Making the shadows of Reyhan time with other women was automatically twisted in his head.

Unable to prevent, the tears fell again. The tears full of anger that Nayla had been hiding. Nayla wants to ask about the woman, only that Nayla is not ready with Reyhan's answer that might hurt her.

In an increasingly violent rage, suddenly there is a separate urge within Nayla to let go of everything. His sadness and loneliness.

He misses Reyhan. His heart and soul were already used to Reyhan's figure always beside him. Nayla wants Reyhan, completely without having to share.

With a quick and impatient movement, Nayla kissed Reyhan's lips in haste making Reyhan widen his eyes in shock. That lustful kiss instantly aroused both of them. Especially Reyhan.

Nayla's body that has made it opium easily stimulates her desire to rise, although Reyhan has not mastered the condition completely. While the anger in Nayla makes her fantasy much wilder than usual. Nayla kissed Reyhan's lips impatiently.

The kiss was so rushed it was a new sensation for them. At first glance Reyhan had thought what was wrong with Nayla, but everything just vanished, when his body did not refuse the touch of the wife at all.

Nayla temporarily stopped the kiss with a breath of breath. His chest went up and down to the rhythm of the severed breath. Nayla puts her face close to Reyhan's neck. Smelling Reyhan's very intoxicating body scent, while walking down that neck with her lips.

With lips still tracing her husband's neck, along with that Nayla's hands took off Reyhan's buttons one by one. Acting on Reyhan's chest hard so that Nayla can freely touch. Nayla gave kisses there.

"I want your touch..."

Nayla replied in a sexy voice that instantly made Reyhan's boiling blood burn with the flames of her own passion.

With a quick movement Reyhan reversed the position of mastering Nayla's body. He held Nayla under him with both hands.

"It is with pleasure dear." whispered Reyhan while giving a touch of tongue neckline his wife. Making Nayla raise her head to hold the strange gelenyar that spread on each of her nerves.

It did not take long, Reyhan had managed to remove all of Nayla's clothes and throw them in all directions. Even with his own clothes. Slowly but surely, Reyhan began their unification.

Making Nayla shriek her name as Reyhan drowned hers in one hit.

"Ahhhhh... Rreeeyy..."

In a rhythmic tempo and regular pattern, Reyhan plays his movements gently. The emotions Nayla felt involuntarily affected Reyhan's emotions during lovemaking.

Mutual growling provides real pleasure.

The two dissolve in an exciting sex session. Sex between anger and passion.

Until Nayla's body shakes violently, along with Reyhan who reaches his power. Then it collapsed beside his wife who was also lying helpless.

Reyhan kissed Nayla's head after both hands grabbed Nayla's head and sank her chest.

Who is that girl?

muttered Nayla shortly after falling asleep again successfully made Reyhan wrinkle his forehead.

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