On My Master Bed Mga Nobela at Kwento

"If you need anything else, we can buy it tomorrow." I nod and ask him, "where am I sleeping tonight?" “The master room. You will share the bedroom with me." "What? No... no. I can use the guestroom." I speedily protest, warily watching him. If we sleep in a bed together, I’m sure we'll have sex the whole night. "I'm sorry. There is no empty room tonight." He grabs my waist and walks into a master room overflowing with red roses and lilies, and the bedroom ornamented with trailing ivy

Reed says, and Mom just shakes her head in disbelief, wiping away her tears. We walk down the hallway and into the master bedroom. It is massive, with enough room for a king-sized bed and a sitting area. The windows provide a stunning view of the garden outside. The master bathroom comes next. It is luxurious, with a large soaking tub, a walk-in shower with multiple jets, and two vanities. Mom touches the marble countertop with trembling fingers. "This is too much," she says quietly, but with a smile.

The Master then steps back, dropping his arms from around me and says, “I need a shower…” He then walks away and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I stand there, a little confused, and a little horrified at my boldness to touch the Master like that. I then remembered my place and moved back over to the bed. I strip the bed as I don’t know how long I have been sleeping in it, piling the sheets in the corner and then going into the sitting room and over to the hidden linen supply closet.

He leaned to her ears before whispering those dreadful words. “You are mine, Rose!” She gasped out jerking up from her sleep. A jug of water had been thrown over her face making her abruptly sit up on the bed with a deep frown. She wiped the water from her face before taking deep heavy breaths. She looked up at the culprit in confusion only to find her Master standing there with a jug in his hand and a mocking smirk plastered on his lips.

Master sat up on the bed and just at the same time a knock was heard on the door. “I will—” I started to rise, but master stopped me. “Are you going to answer the door, naked as the day you were born?” He arched a brow at me. “Oops!” I cover my upper body with the blanket on the bed as my cheeks grew red in embarrassment. You can say I've got used to being naked in front of my master, that I don't care about anything else. “Are you ashamed?” Master chuckled as he arched his brows at me.

Andrea patted the bed beside her,"You can sleep here" "With you"Louis asked. His green eyes widened in surprise. Andrea stared up at him for a few seconds and went back to looking at her phone,"On the bed". He dragged his body to the bed and climbed in beside her. His body curled up, and he turned his back on her. Andrea's eyes moved from the phone to his body. She turned off the light,"Louis" "Yeah". He turned to look at her. "A doctor will check on you tomorrow morning".

“I have four.” He kisses my cheek. “Let me use the bathroom.” “Please don’t kiss me with dragon breath,” I warn. “I’ll throw you down on the bed and kiss your breath away with all this stinky breath,” he laughs, smacking my ass before disappearing into the bathroom. I sigh, smiling. The master bedroom is massive, bigger than mine. Beautiful. I wander into the walk in closet. His side. Her side. A table in the middle. I blink. This is… a lot.

My rim burns, stretches and flutters around the intrusion, and I moan so loud that it echoes off the walls. While I'm reeling from the feeling, Master walks around the bed so I can see him, and he strips, removing his suit jacket, tie, shirt and pants until he’s naked, his hard cock curving up thick against his stomach. Then he lowers the retractable headboard until it's a bit level with the bed, and climbs onto the mattress, placing his knees on either side of my head. And he taps the head of his cock against my lips, “Open for me.”

Time seemed to crawl by as I battled with my restless mind. Sleep was still miles away from my eyes. I couldn't sleep at all and decided to have my black coffee. After making myself a hot cup of coffee, I was heading back to my room but a familiar sound of footsteps caught my attention. Looking up I saw Master coming downstairs. He was casually dressed and his hair was neatly done. Probably leaving for the club again. But I thought he would have skipped it today considering the fact it's his wedding night. His gaze fell on me. He paused as though a fleeting thought halted his walk.

There was also a large reclining sofa and a wide screen TV with a mini bar. "Impressive. I feel like I'm at a high end hotel here now," he said smiling. I laughed and replied "I always loved the practicality of it. And I feel safer up here watching TV at night than downstairs." We then walked into the master bedroom where the large king plateform bed took up most of the space. There was a TV mounted on the wall, which honestly I rarely used and two doors off to one side and another set of double doors to the other though those were glass.