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Lizzie . "No, not yet," I answered and let go. I love to tease him. He started this, and it's not wrong to kiss him back. After all, Elizalde is mine. He's my husband. I pressed my lips together and looked back in his direction. His hands were now on his hips, and the strange look he gave me sent an electrifying need. My goodness, me! I messed up with the lion. He will eat me tonight, for sure. Oh well, I am ready. I need to buy some beautiful lingerie or think of what I will wear to bed tonight. I want to look good in front of him. "Come on over! What are you waiting for?" I laughed and walked away. I heard him chuckle, and he was now following me. I have the two couples' shirts in hand, and I will wear them. However, he also needs to wear the other one. I looked at myself in the mirror, made of traditional coconut wood designs. The design of the mirror was perfectly made. The saleslady who assisted me was very friendly and helpful. She even added a few hair clips to my hair,
Elizalde . Having her this close gives me more significant warmth and wants. I want her badly. I want to touch her skin, to taste her lips again, and I want her underneath me. There was a second sound of silence, and she looked down. Her face flushed, and that made me smile. "Don't be shy, love. It's not like we're doing it for the first time." "Yes, it is the first time." She cut me off and looked me in the eyes. I gritted my teeth while looking into her lips. Yes, she was right. This is our first as husband and wife. I could no longer utter more words because my heart and body could no longer give any excuse not to do this. She knows what's coming. She shut her eyes, waiting for me to kiss her. Dammit. I'm so proud of her, and this is how it should be. I kissed her with authority. It's deep, slow, and sweet. I want to savor each moment, contouring her mouth and kissing every bit of her inside. She didn't protest, and her hand looped around my neck. Our bodies touched, and
Lizzie . I kept biting my nails, and I couldn't think straight. I'm still inside the toilet. When I woke up, Elizalde was no longer beside me, and I just realized what had happened last night. We're not even drunk. There was no alcohol in our system when we did it. It didn't happen once because we did it more than four times! That was out of control because every time he tried to hug me behind, we ended up fucking. It was mind-blowing. My goodness, gracious! I forgot something. We forgot condoms! Shit. I immediately left the bathroom and looked for the pills inside my bag. It's not too late to take them. I need one now, or I don't know what will happen to me. My menstruation is always on a cycle. And to calculate my previous one. Oh my goodness, me! I must be fertile. I'm still determining. "Looking for something?" My heart suddenly beat with a strange force when I heard his voice. I looked at him, and my lips parted, seeing how attractive he was in the mornings. He looked lik
Elizalde . "Dammit, don't joke like that, Faust." "Why not? You don't know what will happen in the future, Zalde. Why worry? Enjoy the time with your wife. That's the best you could offer. Forget about your revenge, bro. That will result in nothing. I'm taking care of little things as of the moment and training Don. He's not bad after all." I tilted my head back and saw Lizzie coming out of our room. I composed myself and cleared my throat. "I'll catch up with you soon, Faust. My wife is here. I need to go." "Oh really?" I heard him chuckle in the line. "Okay then. Good luck. There's something I want to discuss, but it's not important. I don't want to spoil your honeymoon. See you around, Zalde. Bye, mate!" Straight away, I ended the call and smiled at my wife. She looks fresh, wearing white shorts and summer top clothes. I could hardly take my eyes off her. My brows crossed when my eyes reverted to her breast. Does she even wear her brassiere? "I have my padding," in her defe
Lizzie . Emma sent an email. She accidentally met Snow in the show. It's a long story, but to make it short, Snow confronted her when she didn't pay her respect for a 'hello.' I slightly chuckled. Imagining Emma's face like she's talking in front of me. Her eyes roll, her eyebrows raise, and her flimsy finger dance like an octopus. She's good at copying Snow's mannerisms. 'I will never like her, ever! She's jealous of you, Lizzie. I can sense trouble soon, and I bet my balls! Oh well, too bad I don't have one, so I will bet my ass in public for it!' I shook my head after reading it. Thank goodness this honeymoon will go on for the next ten weeks of my life, and that's more than enough for me not to think about them. I shut my laptop and looked in Elizalde's direction. He's stretching. His solid body gives warm vibes inside me—my eyes caster beautifully his back. How did he manage to keep his body in that position? Absolutely hot. I looked at myself, thinking I was not a fan of
Elizalde . A bit of a surprise, and I have no regrets. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I can't just go out without giving Lizzie the desire I want. It's legal, we are married, and she's mine. I want to keep it that way. I like to rule over her when it comes to this matter. She can do good on other things, but when it comes to a routine in my system, I can't handle it if I can't do it right. It will keep bugging me for the rest of the day. I don't want that to happen because it will ruin my day. So, before I lose control, I better do this right with a little force. She didn't complain when I kissed her. That was mind-blowing anyway, but I didn't go further because we ran out of time. We arrived at the area a little late. I apologized to Selena a few times, and she's cool about it. It was no longer a surprise to me because I had a feeling the other day that Lizzie would choose this activity. . . to join the feeding program today for the kids, and I was right. It's fun to wa
Lizzie . My eyes were weakly shut while looking at him. I wonder if he feels the same feeling I have now. I like him more, enough to submit myself again to him. It's not about the contract anymore. It does not concern business pleasure because my heart opens its door for him. I failed to protect myself from him. As a result, I was unable to save my heart again. I felt lavishly melted, lying in bed, catching my breath while watching him. My breathing was getting ragged until, finally, he stood there naked like a tall, aroused god. I swallowed hard, and my heart pounded harder. Looking at his arousal made me aware of my own needs, too. He dropped to his knees beside me, and his fingers trailed down my body. He removes all the covers of my body one by one. His eyes never left me while undressing me, and I willingly gave in to his needs. It's not just his needs; we both know we want this. I like this, and I can't help it. Elizalde is like a drug in my system. Even just a single kiss f
Elizalde . It was afternoon when we arrived at the Sorrento part. The travel back to my hometown brings back all the memories of my childhood. It was my Zia Melina who greeted us warmly. She's our place's caretaker and my mother's close first cousin. She dedicated her life here in Sorrento with her family and kids. Although back in the old days, she was given a chance like my mother to explore the world, she chose not to and keep the tradition as it is now. My mother and Zia Lemina have a few similarities regarding their faces. "It's good to see you again, Elizalde. Look at you. You now have a wife and soon a kid," she laughs and hugs Lizzie. The two of them talk as I head in for a warm shower. Zia Melina also prepared our meals, and I am thankful for her. And looking at the two of them happily chatting, I couldn't be happier about what was happening now. The night was quiet after a good meal. I had a good time listening to Zia Melina. Listening to all her stories was always excit