Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
First Night

After we finished enjoying the banquet, and after everyone had the opportunity to show their vocal abilities, Reza and I decided to return to the cottage immediately, but everyone forced her to close the show that night with a song.

"Okay," said. "But after this don't hold us back from leaving."

One. Two. Three. And... Reza started picking guitars. It was a bit awkward at first, but it could be covered with his persistence. The song she performed was Arti Cinta, originally performed by Ari Lasso, but Reza performed it in her own version, a very slow version. I think I prefer that song in a slow version, more touching and more touching.

After the song ended, instead of putting on the guitar - Reza called me. He wants me to sing with him. And I realized, we never even duet once. I don't think there's any harm in obeying his will on that one. I approached him too. We performed the song Dealova - very slowly too, - and it became our first duet song - our memories.

After the song ended, Reza and I rushed over without saying goodbye, not wanting anyone to try and hold us back again. Even though everyone was shouting at us, we just waved and kept running away from the beach.

When we got to the cottage, I got one more surprise. I did not think at all if the room I had left was a bit messy -- it was already decorated like a newlywed room. There were many candles lit in there, and with rose petals scattered everywhere, also the bed was beautifully designed, covered in white mosquito nets, thin yet uncluttered, so that whatever is in there - if viewed from outside the mosquito net will look like silhouette shadows. In addition, there was also a musical tone without melodious lyrics filled the room, I don't know if it was the type of song instrument or what, but the tones were relaxing. Yep, perfect.

"Ready?" ask Reza.

Ah, husband. Her eyes were fixedly staring at me, and one of her hands had pulled the strap on my dress, making her feel loose.

I also nodded. But I still beat. Although we had been married for a month, even though we slept in the same room, Reza had never seen me in its entirety. He never forced it, nor did he ever ask - ever since I turned him down that night - on the night of our bride. Maybe he's licking or something, I don't know. Maybe he was deliberately waiting for this moment, it could be. And honestly, even though I've been married for a month, I think I'm still ashamed of her.

"Can I go to the toilet for a second?" much

Relieved. Reza allowed it and I immediately darted in there. Hiding, breathing, and controlling my nervousness. "Take it easy, Nara. It's the night you've been waiting for. Okay well? Let's get out."

Huh! I was like a madman-talking to myself in front of the mirror reflection.

"I'm waiting for you" he said as I opened and closed the toilet door. He stood outside the door and directly pulled me into his arms, then leaned my body against the wall. Only then did I realize that he had taken off his suit and tie, and his belt - leaving only his pants and shirt with all the buttons removed, and suddenly I was afraid again.

Then, slowly but surely, I realized her hand had already touched the zipper of my dress and started to lower it slowly until my dress slid free and completely detached. Just then, the embarrassed me spontaneously turned around -- turning back to him. A moment later, I felt his body clinging to my skin, making me realize - he had already stripped off his shirt. Feels warm.

"I've waited a very long time to do this" he said as he gently slid one hand down the side of my face. "May I ask for my rights now?" He took my hand and locked it against the wall.

Again I can only nod. I let him kiss along the side of my face, down to my neck - touching the sensitive spot on the bottom of my ear. Knees wobbly. I hissed and my eyes closed as he peppered my neck - longer than he had ever done before. I wonder* softly and vibrate in his arms.

"Now" he whispered. I opened my eyes, and my gaze immediately fell on the mirror reflection on the wall - my cheeks immediately blushed when I realized Reza was watching my every expression from the mirror's reflection. And he smiled as our eyes met.

Realizing that I was embarrassed, she turned my body to face him, but I hid myself in her arms again. "I'm ashamed" I said.

Reza smiled again. He immediately carried me and I immediately put my hand on his neck, covering my body from the sight of his eyes. Carefully, he lowered me to the bed. While staring into my eyes, his hands moved wildly exploring every curve of my body. Touching my sahara with his fingers. "I'm proud to be the first and only man to touch you."

"Emm, me too. I'm proud to give myself to you."

Although with a dim light, I could see a warm and happy smile adorning his face, as well as his eyes filled with love. "I want you now, my wife," he whispered in a heavy voice.

I agree with a nod. And...

I actually stiffened when his hand touched my core.

"Fearful?"

I'm nodding. "A little bit" I said.

He came down to my feet, took off my last cloth slowly, and then...

I was trembling -- feeling a foreign sensation that was bubbling from the touch of his tongue.*sweet moans were inevitable when he also sipped me with love.

"Mas... now," I asked with a sigh. I'm all set. Every nerve and cell in my body craves it. He's nodding.

Very slowly and very carefully, Reza united himself with me. I knew he was afraid it would hurt me. He wanted my first experience - our first experience - to be what I had dreamed. Although in the end...

"Ouh..," I grimaced with the pain when there was a slight discomfort.

Reza stopped for a moment. "Rilex," he whispered.

How to relax if....

"Hmp.. auw..," I whimpered as she made it in-a little bit.

Uuuh.. hurts.

"illness?"

"He'em."

"Hold, huh?"

I'm nodding. "Emm," I muttered while tightly clutching her body with both hands. "I'll hold it for you."

I closed my eyes with a sense of urgency, and...

"It hurts, Mom...."

"Hold it...."

"Mmmmmmmm...."

Reflexes, I clutched his back firmly. I felt a clear grain flowing from the corner of my eye as I felt and endured the pain as he slowly walked in all over.

Reza paused again for a moment, letting himself sink to perfection. I felt the warmth in there. "Thank you," he said. "Have given you all for me." She wiped my tears, then kissed my lips gently.

I could only nod once and blink my eyes, my energy was gone, something broke and I took half my breath into space, even though I still had my consciousness, I could still hear his voice, I can still feel his loving touch. But in the end the pain was immediately forgotten as he began to move, and adored me with his hands and lips. I trembled full of cravings, lost in foreign sensations, screamed as the pleasure intensified and peaked. I'm closed. For the first time, there was something spilling in there.

"I love you," Reza's voice shrieked in my ear as she almost reached the top. He sped up his movements and with the remnants of consciousness I had - I looked at his face. He squinted, raised his head back, and twitched, as if his knee was injured and had to be sewn without novocaine.

Afterwards, Reza dropped her body on top of me - - covering my body with her burly body. Our bodies cling to each other with sweat. If I could, I wanted to hold her tight. But I was helpless, I lost my consciousness. Whether sleeping or fainting, I don't know.

And, yeah. Tonight is beautiful. First night. Thank you, Love.