A Hot Selebgram
Not the First Night

...The warning! There is a scene 21++ Can be read after maghrib. ...

Lara

I still wonder where my husband will take me. Ditya was still smiling and keeping our goal a secret.

"Ih.. Where the hell? Just be curious!" whining me with spoiled.

I wrapped my hand around Ditya's sturdy arm while leaning my head against her arm. Ah... It's cozy... It feels so safe and protected.

"Secret!" my husband still plays puzzles. I'm just curious about it.

"Ih... That's so. Let's tell dong!" whining again.

He pinched the tip of my nose with a squash. "Prophey! You know where I'm going."

Huhhhhh... Ditya turned out to be stubborn. Once said a secret will be forever a secret.

"Anged?" ditya asked as I no longer whined and was engrossed in staring at the street lights while still leaning on his sturdy arm.

I shook my head. "Just tired. Tired of happiness."

"I agree. Tired but happy" said Ditya.

I smile. "Nobody thought my soul mate was you. My former boss. It turns out someone's soul mate is close, as long as we want to open our eyes and see more clearly."

"Yes. I also did not expect to be paired with a reckless girl who sent a video made to my company to work together. But I salute your courage." Ditya rubbed my hair gently. "Not everyone has the courage you have. In my life, I've only found a few people who have the courage like you."

I raised my head. "Sometimes, getting something isn't just about effort. Courage is also the key."

He kissed my forehead gently and lovingly. "We go so far because there is courage alongside love. Right?"

I smile and control myself. There are drivers who might be watching my affection and Ditya right now.

The car turned into a luxury apartment. "We... Stay here?"

Ditya. "Rather than be with your family or mine, we'd rather live alone. Besides being more independent, it's also more free." Dita smiled meaningfully. I know what that means.

While carrying my suitcase, we walked towards Ditya's apartment. An apartment that is quite spacious and certainly expensive because it is in a strategic location. Close to Papa's office.

Ditya put the suitcase carelessly and closed the door with his feet. Suddenly he was holding me. Makes me shocked by her.

"God! What are you doing carrying me? Just ngagetin!" my protest. I put my hand around his neck. Fear of falling me, Ditya will be high, if it falls well.

"You take a shower together and then we have fun. You want to, right?"

I nodded and smiled with confidence. "Surely My Husband!"

She smiled at my call. "Ready?"

I nodded back. "Go!!!"

I was then carried up to Ditya's lavish bathroom. There's a big bathup enough for both of us. Oops...

Fortunately, I changed my wedding dress to a dress. The process of removing clothes is done easily and quickly.

Like two people who have not breathed hidden passion for a long time, we immediately kissed and fenced. With the experts lowering my dress, as well as me who began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

Tired and miss the mattress that we felt earlier when becoming a bride is now gone. Replaced with the seductive good taste we've felt before.

I got myself closer as Ditya's hand pushed around my waist which further slashed the distance between us.

My dress has been stripped Ditya. Only the bra and cd are left. "Always fascinating!" praise Ditya while starting to lead me to the bathup. Apparently, he first turned on the water in the bath when I was so focused on the kiss.

How could He think of such a trivial thing in the midst of us glinting our tongues and frowning each other? I just almost sat down limply holding my body which seemed to miss the touch after touch that Ditya gave.

We started making out with each other in a bath filled with warm water. Ditya fingered behind me and picked up a bottle of soap and poured it out without seeing first. We still glittered each other's tongues and groped.

I, for example, am engrossed in tracing his flat stomach and his hard chest due to muscles. Waw... Perfect for my husband.

Now Ditya started to fuck my body. Starting from the neck and lingering on my two wacky pieces. Makes me groan and call his name in a husky voice that mende legitimate.

"Itya..."

"Yes, Baby. Call my name.." back Ditya gives pleasure for the sake of pleasure that makes me want to quickly feel the unification.

"Are you ready?" ask Ditya. Apparently he felt the same way.

"Yes." I answered with confidence.

He also started entering me. Initially it hurts, no different pain than the first one.

"Relaxed... I'm going slow!" said Ditya who seems to have difficulty because I was tense. He again provoked my passion, made me relax and finally managed to do the unification.

As Ditya moved, I felt a different sensation. I want some more! I don't care if there's a lot of foam around us right now.

I also returned to the name Ditya. Making it move more and more gives me pleasure for the sake of pleasure.

The foam between us is getting more and more, as Ditya's movement is getting faster. I also feel the pleasure that I just feel now, the first time was more pain than good.

Ditya's body was limp and I felt something warm filling my core.

Ditya then sat down beside me. Doesn't want his heavy body to keep on beating me.

We also looked at each other. I saw He loved me so much. His gaze is full of love. I'm so happy. This is the happiness I always wanted to feel.

Ditya then smiled after her troubled breath began to be regular. "Today once was yes. I'm tired. We continue after waking up."

I thought what he wanted to say. Turns out...

I nodded with a smile. "Yes." Yeah."

Ditya hugged me and kissed me on my forehead. We continued the actual shower and put the bathrobe into the room.

I'm not dressed yet. I want to dry my hair first and wear skincare before going to bed. What I've been doing since the facial treatments at the clinic.

Dita turned out to be dressed. He took over the hair dryer and helped me dry my hair. "Your hair is beautiful. Long, straight and smooth."

"You always praise me. As if I had no shortage of them at all. Though I was far from perfect." I always remembered Arya's hurtful words that said I was ugly.

"No man is perfect in this world. My compliments are sincere. You are the most beautiful woman in my eyes. Beautiful natural. Beautiful hidden and only I can see it from the first time."

Some don't float around not being praised like that?

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