"Ugh!" Hera abruptly pulled her hand away. "How can I be jealous? Who am I to you? Nothing, right? You said it yourself, didn't you? Forget? Do I need to repeat those words? So you remember?"
Hugo burst into laughter. Once again, he saw Hera's pouting face, but Hugo knew that Hera was curious about the name he had just mentioned. "Are you really not curious?" he asked while tidying Hera's messy hair due to the wind.
"No." Hera squinted for a moment, appearing to be thinking, but then she shook her head, dismissing her thoughts. The question took over—Who is Sharon? It wasn't usual for Hugo to mention a woman's name. That girl must have a special place in Hugo's heart. But who was she? Which one was she? Had Hera ever met her? Should she also ask Beatrice?
"I bet her head is full of questions," Hugo guessed, smiling. "Do you want to know?" he offered once again.
Hera mumbled softly, feeling somewhat uneasy, torn between her pride and cu
Beatrice knew, this balcony had once witnessed the terrifying night she endured back then. Fear, the urge to jump from the height, and leaving behind a lifeless body. But before that could happen, Beatrice's courage suddenly faltered when she noticed what awaited her below. Her mind immediately processed the thought of falling and meeting the angel of death. What if not? Sam's guard dog would never let her go so easily. Their sharp teeth would tear apart every inch of flesh covering Beatrice's body.No.She shuddered at the mere thought of it. But her choice to retreat meant she would be trapped with the owner of this four-story house. Initially, she felt her life no longer had any beauty. Snatched away forcibly, under what she considered terrifying intimidation. Not to mention, she had imagined that living with Sam would be far more tense than before.But this time, she looked at the surrounding nature from the balcony with a different feeling. The pine trees a
Beatrice woke up feeling much more energized than before. She reached out around her, searching for the figure that had been holding her. Despite the overwhelming drowsiness, she could still sense the scent of her husband's cologne, which she loved and didn't want to be too far from. That's why she enjoyed sleeping in Samuel's embrace the most."Sam?" Beatrice called out, realizing that it was already dark outside when she sat on the edge of the bed. How long had she been asleep? Oh no! She wanted to go swimming, didn't she? Instead, she ended up falling asleep like this!The sound coming from the swimming pool made her quickly get out of bed. She wanted to make sure that it was her husband causing the noise in the pool. And she was right. Samuel was swimming around like a fish in the water."Sam, how dare you leave me!" Beatrice grumbled in protest. She prepared to change her clothes and put on her swimsuit, but wait. Isn't the swimming pool supposed to be priv
"What do you mean?" Beatrice asked, turning around in one swift motion. Facing her husband, who now held her tightly. Samuel's hands gripped her waist, gently pushing her against the pool's edge that was initially used as support by his wife. The cool breeze that should have reached them was no longer present.Instead, a wave of heat began to warm the water around them.Beatrice's hands tightened around Samuel's neck, closing the distance between them was the right thing for her to do. Talking right above her husband's wet lips, she did it to reciprocate what Samuel had done to her. "Why didn't you answer?""Open it," Samuel said, without hesitation, as he gently squeezed Beatrice's chest. This caught his wife by surprise, but she soon burst into laughter."It won't be visible anyway because we're in the water," Beatrice said, pushing Samuel's body slightly. She let go because sitting on the edge of the pool was not an option. A steep cliff awaited her. S
Beatrice granted Samuel full access because she began to understand what her husband wanted. She supported her body with her hands, and their eyes briefly met before Samuel directed his attention to Beatrice's womanhood. He gently caressed around the lips that were now devoid of fine hair. Samuel became more enthusiastic in his touch. "When did you shave?""No need to know," Beatrice said with a voice that was starting to become husky. She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly to chase away the increasing sensations. Full of passion that was igniting and burning throughout her body. Especially when she felt Samuel's tongue greeting her lips down there. "Oh!" she moaned, biting her lower lip.Samuel grinned upon hearing his wife's sigh. It not only greeted, but also slowly caressed from the edge of Beatrice's womanhood to the moistened side. Not just wet from pool water, but wet from every stimulation Samuel had been giving since earlier. His tongue moved skillfu
"This." Samuel repeated what Beatrice did. Just briefly, which made his wife blink slowly and then laugh softly. "But let's go inside first. It's cold outside.""Yeah, it's cold!" Beatrice laughed even more. "We're naked, Sam."Samuel just laughed. He pulled Beatrice immediately, letting their clothes scatter there. He would tidy them up quickly tomorrow. For now, there was something far more important to take care of. He quickly closed the curtains, but he was sure that his silhouette could still be clearly seen from outside. Fortunately, this room truly kept their privacy.Samuel made sure that no one would cast their eyes in this direction. He couldn't be bold enough to carry and undress Beatrice outside the room. No one should see how sexy and erotic they were together, except for them to enjoy and experience it themselves."Is that all?" Beatrice asked curiously. Samuel had approached her again. It was quite surprising, but how should he say it? His
"Get down first," Samuel said, slightly breathless. "I want you in a doggy position, Honey."Beatrice's face lit up with a wide smile at her husband's command. They were both still panting from the lingering desire between them. Beatrice positioned herself accordingly, purposefully running her hand over her buttocks while stealing glances at Samuel, who stood at the edge of the bed. "Like this?"Samuel smiled, moistening his lips. Before he reentered Beatrice, there was one thing he wanted to do. "Widen your stance a bit more," he said, slightly leaning forward. Once he found the place that defined 'satisfaction' and 'enough' solely within his wife, he bestowed a gentle lick, savoring every corner of Beatrice's exposed femininity."Sam!"Oh God! They hadn't even fully recovered from their previous union, and now Samuel was providing sensations that made her moan uncontrollably? Even the clenching of her fists couldn't suppress the waves of pleasure rippli
Samuel grinned with satisfaction. He continued thrusting into Beatrice with fervor. Her breasts became the target of his firm squeezing once again. Since Beatrice's legs were no longer entwined above his body, he was free to play with her two supple mounds, his favorite. He immediately leaned down and nibbled on the enticing nipples, inviting him to suck them forcefully."Oh!" Beatrice tugged at Samuel's hair gently. The suckling he performed on her nipples drove her wild. The adrenaline surged so strongly that she felt her toes curling from the stimulation Samuel provided, unable to withstand it any longer."Ah, Sam!"Samuel once again released his possession. And Beatrice immediately responded as before. Beatrice was addicted because Samuel's manhood was too good to pass up. This time, Samuel entered Beatrice without any hesitation. He thrust into her, supporting himself with his hands. Beatrice's legs wrapped around him once again. She let her body move along
The headquarters of the Twin Dragons. It was a place that Beatrice still had fond memories of; it was not easy for her to forget the four-story house that was now a show of luxury. There were many of Beatrice's touches there. Did Samuel protest? Not at all. Samuel felt that what Beatrice had changed in the Twin Dragons headquarters made the whitewashed place even warmer.Many of Samuel's men still walk back and forth as if it were a place they considered 'home'. There were also many meetings with clients and famous businessmen in the northern and southern regions who met with Samuel to discuss business. Beatrice occasionally accompanied Samuel Aadrich, not as his wife, but as a Quassano. Either way, Beatrice had a large hand in determining the economic direction of the two major regions.This morning was peaceful as usual. Beatrice planned a short vacation in the middle of her busy schedule. She agreed with Samuel about her grandfather. He was a very talkative ol
Beatrice PoVWhen the alarm went off loudly, I jumped in surprise. Crazy! Who set the alarm tone? I felt like my heart would burst! But then I remembered that I had set the alarm so early on purpose. I smiled, replacing the frown on my lips. You can't be upset.This is a special day.I lifted the blanket slowly, making sure not to disturb the man who had accompanied my sleep for eight years. Duh ... why has the level of handsomeness never diminished at all, huh? In fact, I think he's even more handsome. I swear. His body is getting better, even if it's... a little bloated. A little bit, yeah. A little bit."Happy anniversary, my husband Samuel."That's all I said. The long sentence would come later. I had to hurry to the kitchen. I have a special breakfast to prepare, and Ganda and Gandi are supposed to pick up their report cards this morning. God, I'm going to need earplugs later. I don't want to listen to the twins' teacher's chatter. Not to ment
"Ah!" Beatrice sighed as the fingers slipped into her womanhood. Her eyes were closed as her hands squeezed tightly. Because after those fingers went in, Samuel made Beatrice even more confused. He used the tip of his tongue to provide stimulation that made his wife sigh again.For Samuel, Beatrice's sighs were similar to the rhythm he now enjoyed in his life.The finger kept stirring in there. So did the tip of his tongue. Again and again."Ah! Samuel." I don't know how many times Beatrice shook her head from side to side. The tastes that Samuel was giving her down there really overwhelmed her. In addition, she could feel the tongue's movements becoming wilder and wilder, caressing her clit. Several times she felt it being sucked, sometimes bitten. Samuel was really playing with her at will. But really, Beatrice didn't want him to stop for a moment.Where..."Samuel!" she cried when she was about to get her first release. But Samuel stopped his su
"As you wish.""Then don't blame me."What Beatrice never expected was for Samuel to lightly pull off the thin but comfortable but wet pants Beatrice was still wearing. She stared in disbelief as the cloth was thrown around by Samuel in a random place. "Samuel!"Samuel grinned with satisfaction. Where her husband then spread his thighs slightly. He leaned down to kiss Beatrice's wet lower lip. That was after slowly opening her lips to expose them even more.Beatrice received another sensual touching attack and this time it was much more than just sucking on her nipples. But..."Excuse me, room service!"Samuel growled in annoyance. Beatrice laughed."Patience, Samuel. Eat first. You're hungry too, aren't you?""Can't you eat first?" Samuel asked, sulking. He didn't pay attention to the bell ringing again."No, no. I don't have much energy if I eat now. You cheat so much that you make me lose all the time."Samuel
Beatrice's eyes began to fall on Samuel's shirt, which still clung to her husband's body. "Um... it's a good idea to take it off, Sam." The hand that still cupped Samuel's face moved again. This time Beatrice's determination was clear; to get back at Samuel for squeezing Beatrice's ass like that.What did he say? Squeezed? Is Beatrice's ass a doll?Beatrice's slow, almost constant, wet intervals and her eyes following the fingers down Samuel's face made it clear to her that her husband was enjoying what she was doing. Occasionally, right at the top of her husband's chest, Beatrice would deliberately stop. Twisting it with the tip of her index finger was what she did next. The buttons of the shirt were still fully undone and Beatrice began to undo them.Samuel simply gave in. He had no intention of asking her to stop. Even when she removed her shirt completely. Leaving behind an undershirt that was already wet."I've always liked the shape of your body."
Beatrice grinned. "I was thinking of a renovated house."That's right. The house they wanted to live in was no longer at the base, although Beatrice liked it. Alfred had indeed been a test for both of them. The old man had insisted that Beatrice live in the house he had left her. The four-story house was located in the hilly area leading to Alfred's mansion. It was not the Quassano family retreat; it was in another neighborhood.Alfred had given her the house as a wedding present, and it had to be occupied. Otherwise, the old man would also be living at the Twin Dragons' headquarters. How inconvenient was that?Samuel frowned at his wife's question. Why was his wife so far off the mark? What did her destination glamping resort New Island Resort offers luxury glamping that is famous in the northern section have to do with the house? "What does that mean?""Our main room is on the second floor, right?"Samuel nodded, for that was the truth."T
Anne understood this desire. Immediately, without much noise, she gave in; the tempo of her mouth whisking quickened. Occasionally he took it out and massaged it gently. Then she brought it back in to suck and suckle."That's enough, honey," Eland said, pulling his wife's face slightly. "I don't want to come in your mouth." He rubbed the corner of Anne's wet lips. Slowly, he asked Anne to lie back down. Making sure she was comfortable, he opened Anne's thighs again and quickly inserted his increasingly tense and reddened manhood. Again he quickly pumped Anne. Pushing Anne who somehow felt her womanhood getting tighter and tighter on his.He even hissed in pleasure at the feeling that ran through his entire body. Just like Anne, who sighed and moaned in pleasure."Ahhh ... ahh ... " Anne's head shook absentmindedly. She asked Eland to hold her. After feeling some of the weight of her husband's body, she wrapped her legs around Eland's waist. This gives her full a
"This is your reward for waiting, Anne." Eland rubbed Anne's clit again. In fact, Anne's heart stopped at the sudden buzzing that greeted her ears. Even though she had already felt him enter her, it still made her feel uncomfortable."Oh!" Anne gasped slightly as the vibrating foreign object entered her. There was a strange sensation as it moved inside her. It took some adjustment for her fingers to squeeze the spree she slept on. She had felt something like this several times in her fights with Eland. She didn't mind because Eland always asked. And made her comfortable with no intention of harm or domination.She put aside the thought that Eland had been domineering and rude during his intercourse with Anne."What do you think?" asked Eland as he watched Anne's physical response. "Don't close your thighs. Relax, my dear."Anne wanted to protest the word relax that Eland had just said. How could she relax when the vibrating thing in there was driving her
Eland became even more aroused. The more he accelerated the movement of his hands, stirring Anne's copulation hole. It didn't matter how many times Anne said his name, which he felt sounded more and more melodious. Until... he felt Anne's twitch. He also felt the slow pull of the woman reaching her first climax."Eland!"Not wanting to stop yet, Eland continued to stir inside her. Mixing with the sticky fluid that was increasingly wetting Anne's womanhood."Already," Anne whimpered as she held her fingers and gently pushed the man to let go."Not yet." He took the finger out anyway. He replaced it with the entire area of Anne's womanhood being licked and sucked without a trace. Anne closed her eyes in resignation. Her face was slightly sweaty. The sensation that ran through her entire body began to normalize, even though down there she was still receiving stimulation that she was sure would not stop until Eland was satisfied.Anne surrendered as El
"On purpose?" Eland asked with a thin grin. He also leaned down slightly to whisper right into the hollow of the woman's neck. Where the long hair was gathered on Anne's left side. Even without words, Eland knew that Anne wanted the right side of her smooth neck to be noticed."No." Anne smiled, biting the tip of her lower lip. She tightened her grip on the edge of the sink as she felt Eland's hands gently squeeze her breasts beneath the silky fabric she wore. What his body was doing made her feel even more, there was a certain friction behind it.It was as if Eland was deliberately teasing her. She could also feel that the man's cock was already protruding there. The repeated rubbing seemed to provide its own stimulation. The man's hand continued to move actively as he found his favorite toy. His tongue, which had yet to leave the recesses of Anne's neck, drove her even crazier."Eland," Anne sighed in anguish. She felt the tip of her nipple being pulled out fr