Young Master Foster Mom
Unbelievingly

"What is a virgin?"

Shiro Yuki asked, as if he had not heard the statement Amy had said to him. He wanted to take care of his wife who was in a nervous state.

Amy, who was still keeping her mouth shut, could only shake her head a few times. But this actually makes her look even sexier in the eyes of Shiro Yuki, under the dim lights of Reo's room.

They both forget that they are still in Reo's room, because they have all just returned from the reception building.

Cresentia and Yuki Nagato, his mother and father Shiro Yuki, had actually proposed to the two of them, just to stay at the hotel, by entrusting Reo to them alone to be invited home.

But Amy refused, even provoking Reo to refuse and not allow her foster mother to follow her papa staying at the hotel. Not because of anything, Amy was already horrified by herself, when she imagined how to sleep in a hotel just alone with Shiro Yuki.

Amy is not experienced in matters related to romance activities, but she is also not too b0d0h if nothing will happen, if there are two people, if there are two people, men and women in one room. Moreover, there is a reason for Shiro Yuki, that Amy is now his rightful wife.

Shiro Yuki again cursed in his heart because he felt a different aura seeing Amy in the dim light of his son's room. Especially with his position as close as this, so he can breathe the fragrance of the hair and sweat Amy who had already begun to sweat cold.

Seeing how Amy who was getting restless and uncomfortable, made Shiro Yuki feel pity as well. But he was too regretful, if he had to end his preoccupation to play with his innocent wife.

The corner of Shiro Yuki's lips throbbed, wanting to be able to touch back the ranum lips in front of him. But he tried to keep defending himself, so as not to directly attack Amy again. She was afraid that Amy would be shocked and screamed, as it could wake her son who had just fallen asleep.

Shiro Yuki's right hand no longer locked Amy's body, but instead stroked the delicate cheeks of his wife, who was now wide-eyed from shock at her treatment.

It was fortunate that the room lights were not bright, so Amy's face which was certainly reddened could not be seen by Shiro Yuki.

Amy's eyes closed, receiving Shiro Yuki's soft hand rub on her face. Yet Shiro Yuki felt unsatisfied if he just did that. He then took the initiative to rub more down again, starting the jaw, chin and then the neckline Amy.

Soluble in the soft touch of Shiro Yuki's hand, Amy subconsciously raised her head, giving her husband access to her hand to stroke her neck and collarbone.

Shiro Yuki's smile rises to see Amy who looks resigned, although still looks agitated. Especially when the gentle rubbing of his hand on the neck up and down.

Amy's eyes closed enjoying the gentle touch. He doesn't know how to control himself. Even he himself felt certain, that this time it was already looking extremely embarrassing in front of his Great Lord.

Amy's silence makes Shiro Yuki take the opportunity to stroke Amy's smooth arm with one of her other hands. The movement goes up and down, but still feels very soft.

Amy lets Shiro Yuki do that, thinking that what she is doing is still in its natural stage. But now he just bit his lower lip, because he felt a sigh that he did not know before.

"Crazy! whatisthis? I'd go crazy if this was left unchecked. But. But I don't want this to end either. How'this?" amy's mind churned as she felt a different sensation from the gentle touch of her husband's hand. He wasn't even willing if all this ended quickly.

"How does it feel?" shiro Yuki asked with a whisper in his wife's ear.

"Act... Sa... I'm..."

"Just take out what you want to get out, I'll make sure you like it, right?" whispered Shiro Yuki again, which made Amy's head nod, without her noticing.

Unlike Lay Sanespere, his first wife, who was already adept with the movements of lovemaking. Always be able to find the best spot to get her intoxicated. But doing so with Amy, Shiro Yuki finds a thrill of satisfaction on his own. Even though he hasn't done anything.

"That's natural, Amy. If you're used to the touch of my hand, it's definitely not going to be strange anymore." Shiro Yuki replied with a twitch to her lips. She wanted to grin, but right now Amy was looking at her.

"Emmnh..."

The voice suddenly came out of Amy's lips. He quickly closed his lips with his palm again.

"Don't get arrested, honey. It is indeed a natural reaction that will come out every body you touch. But of course it's just me" whispered Shiro Yuki gently, deliberately blowing Amy's ear after. Makes Amy's hair shudder weird, with everything she's feeling right now.

Shiro Yuki again stroked Amy's cheeks gently. "Amy, I really love you."

"Is that really Sir? Not for reo?" amy's great-grandson couldn't believe it. He still thought that all this was just because of Reo alone.

"Honestly, at first I did it that way. But, after that kidnapping incident yesterday, I realized, that I really love you."

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Ammy's heart was pounding

Slowly, shiro's face drew closer. Their lips also copied touching, making Amy stiffen again.

"Damn! He's really innocent. How can I hold myself back again? but if I force it, it's also not good for a relationship that he doesn't yet believe to be the truth."

Shiro Yuki tried desperately to keep restraint, so as not to directly hit his wife. He does not want to make Amy overwhelmed with all their hasty activities.

"You'd better rest. You must be very tired, but sleep in my room, not in your room again from tonight!"

Amy simply nodded resignedly to Shiro Yuki's words. He had not been able to digest all of his Great Lord's words just now.

But by the time Amy was about to enter her room to pick up the blanket, Shiro Yuki had already pulled her hand towards the main room. Shiro Yuki's own room, which is next to Reo's.

Amy's room is right in front of Shiro Yuki's room, both adjacent to Reo's room.

"Tu... Sir, I..."

"From now on don't call on the Master again! Call Darling, Boo, or Cheek. And don't call yourself Me, but Mimi, Bee or Honey!"

Amy couldn't believe what she had heard this time. "Am I drunk, right?"