THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 53~

~YOU DON'T JAM-MACEM.

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The next morning Amara's sleep was disturbed by the light entering through the glass window of the balcony of the room which was deliberately opened overnight. Room Suite room honeymoon rented Galang does have a balcony like Apartment. His slightly exposed skin felt warm from the sun.

Her closed eyelids twitched slowly, Amara slowly opened her eyes and slightly jumped when she found out that the sun had risen.

"God! I'm misfortune. Ow!" Amara shrieked a sense of pain down there really felt when she was about to rise from her place.

Galang who was still asleep was clearly disturbed by a noise and a moving mattress. The man immediately opened his eyes and narrowed because he felt glare with sunlight.

"What's up, Ra?" ask her with a distinctive sound of waking up. Galang got up, leaning his back against the bed rest. The chest of his field that was still plain was immediately exposed freely. His burly hand reflexively pulled the slender waist of Amara that was behind him.

The woman snorted, as she felt her burly hands wrapped around and pulled back her body.

"I-this, Mom. I-i'm bad luck. Sorry...." Amara replied clumsy and nervous, not daring to look back. Just this time he woke up bad luck, obviously his status has now changed to a wife. It doesn't feel appropriate if a wife wakes up bad luck—he thought.

Galang smiled, stroked Amara's plain arm and kissed her. His wife always apologized for small mistakes that she thought were not very important. However, she felt more valued as a man, which meant that Amara respected her a lot as a husband. Unlike Vanilla who is very difficult to apologize.

"Hey, look over here." Galang turned Amara's body to look at him. While his wife turned around while tightly holding the blanket that covered her innocent body. Galang's gaze was immediately fixed on the area of Amara's neck and chest that there were many red marks from last night.

Tidying up Amara's hair that covered part of his face, Galang inched forward and then kissed the woman's forehead who was still at home looking down.

"You don't have to feel guilty, Ra. It's no problem you wake up late. I'm not angry. I know what you're thinking. Take it easy, your first day as your wife I am free from household duties. Because I married you not to do the job." Galang held Amara's chin and raised it slowly.

Now their gazes are clashing. It turns out Amara is very beautiful if you just wake up like this. Galang couldn't help but kiss those ranum lips. Lips that all night shed their name.

"Mas." Amara did not escape her husband's surprise attack. "mmppttt...." Galang's lips had already devoured him greedily. Catch and sip it alternately until Amara is overwhelmed.

Satisfied toying with the lips ranum Amara, Galang took off his pagutan. "From this moment your lips are only mine" he said, rubbing them with his thumb and then peeling them short.

The owner blushed and blushed. Galang looks very handsome and charming. Every word contains a lot of sugar. Sweet. Do not let Amara affected by diabetes because they have to hear the sentence every day.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Mom. But there are no change of clothes. How, dong?" Amara is upset because she doesn't have a change of clothes. There are clothes but sexy nightgowns that Galang bought. All day she wears lingerie?

"I asked Kevin to order clothes at the store yesterday. Maybe it's a little bad he brought her here."

"When did Kevin call?"

"Semalem. You are sleeping."

Amara mangosteen. He remembered something.

"Mas, what's your problem? Does the reporter want to excuse you?" His intention last night he wanted to ask this, but the preoccupation with making love made Amara forget. Jeez, Amara was even able to sleep at two in the morning, because Galang continued to hit him.

"Quiet down. The problem is over." Galang said as he hugged Amara's body. Amara's tiny body fit perfectly into her sturdy and stocky hands.

"No. Semalem Kevin, myself and the journalist have already made statements on my social media account. And, the response was pretty good." Galang inhaled deeply the fragrance of Amara's long hair.

"Thank God. That means you don't get punished, do you?" Amara was relieved to hear that answer.

"Hopefully not. The journalist immediately retracted his report in the police. I also promise I'll be responsible until he's cured." Now Galang brushed off Amara's hair, exposing his wife's smooth back. With a prick he bit the small nape of Amara's neck.

"Mas! Tingly." Amara wriggled, she could not move freely because her husband's firm hands wrapped around her very tightly. Not only biting the anxiety, now the bite turned into a soft suction. Immediately Amara brushed with the sensation caused. "Maas ...." The strange murmur appeared again, as Galang deepened his suction.

One hand of Amara coiled back, grabbing the head of Galang perched on the curve of his neck. Scratch her husband's hair, channeling the turmoil that re-ignited. While his other hand held Galang's hand which was still wrapped around his waist.

The desire and passion of a man will be easy to rise in the morning. Especially with the circumstances that support this time. Of course, as a man who is still normal, Galang will not be able to withstand the temptation of his new wife who is considered very tempting and sexy.

Amara is perfect for a woman's size. With his small body, slim waist, satisfactory chest size, tanned skin color, smooth lips, then the shape of the hips and buttocks are very sexy. Make Galang always want to taste it again and again.

"You know, Ra. If making love in the morning makes our body immunity many times more than usual," whispered Galang on the sidelines of his activity that is mocking his wife. "And, can strengthen the relationship between husband and wife," he added, now he pulled out a blanket that had been maintained by Amara so as not to open. Throw it in any direction.

Amara smoldering. "Mas." In vain is his defense. Galang managed to make him helpless under his control. Invite him to curl up in the sweat under the morning sunlight that bounces on the window. Lead her to the highest peak of nirvana that Amara climbed all night with her.

De-sahan, the delicious sighs of each other's understatedness echoed in the spacious room. Not happy with their game last night. Until I repeat it again and again. So, what can Amara do? This pleasure is so dear to be missed. For her husband's satisfaction is her top priority at this time. Libidonia intensity increases with age. A grown man and Amara understood the situation.

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"This is his shirt, Ra. I hope it matches your taste." It is not possible to present a paper bag containing four pieces of clothing along with ********** to Amara who just came out of the bathroom.

Amara received the paper bag and asked, "What is Kevin?"

"Yes." Yeah." Galang scanned Amara from top to bottom, his wife was really always flirting under any circumstances.

"Yes already. Take a shower there. I'm changing here" said Amara, pushing her husband's large body into the bathroom. If left unchecked Galang will hit him again.

"Eitz!" Arang held Amara's hand that was about to come out of the bathroom.

"Otherwise Mas? I took a shower, this. You don't macem-macem." Amara narrowed her eyes, as if she understood what her husband was thinking.

"Not a macem-macem." Galang slowly pulled Amara's hand until the woman approached and was in his arms. "I'm just asking for one macem. Before taking a shower, I'm gonna ask you this." Kissing Amara's throbbing ranum lips.

However, not just a brief kiss, Galang actually memagutnya intense and long.

"wcnl.ptttt..." Amara is always overwhelmed.

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seriate....

ceileh... Ferrety... Mode continues!!😅