Sweet Revenge

Chapter 11 :It’s his wedding night

Silvia pressed against him, and because the force was so fierce and sudden, her teeth knocked against his lips, which seemed to have a slight taste of blood.

She closed her eyes tightly, thinking of nothing, saying nothing, but showing her determination by her actions.

There was no such thing as getting something for nothing in this world, let alone taking anything for granted, there was only an exchange of equals.

Give and take.

Since she had married him to enjoy the benefits that would bring her, the obligations should also be fulfilled.

with her soft and warm fragrance in his arms, he had no reason to refuse.

His big palm turned to caress the back of her head, and soon hers had done the same. He was deep into the kiss, teaching his little wife what was called a real kiss,

The water was so warm that Silvia was almost suffocated by the kiss.

Simon soon sensed that something was wrong and picked her up and walked out of the hot tub.

When he came out, he pulled a large, clean towel and wrapped her in it, carefully placing her on the oversized round bed.

Her long hair was damp and spread out, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes fluttered lightly, and her cheeks were flushed with unnatural pink from the heat, which looked very tempting

Simon leaned over and pressed down.

Silvia was a little nervous, both hands hanging on the sides of her body, unconsciously gripping the sheets beneath

her.

Even if she hadn’t done it before, she had heard about it on TV and in novels, and she was apprehensive and afraid of

pain.

Simon was attentive to her nervousness and stopped at the critical moment, looking into her closed eyes, “If you’re not ready, we can wait.”

Silvia, trembling lightly, opened her eyes and saw sincerity and respect in his eyes.

This feeling of being cherished warmed her heart, and shaking her head to release her hand, she raised her arm to hang on his neck, “I can do it! You continue…”

The latter word had not yet been spoken when a sudden stream of heat came beneath her body.

She was stunned.

Seeing the change in her face, Simon, most likely sensing something too, looked down.

“Don’t look

Almost a moan. It couldn’t be that coincidental!

was already too late – Simon had caught a glimpse of the smear of red on

the light-colored bed sheet, little shy, a

her legs up, Silvia grabbed a pillow and covered her face – she wanted to

Simon also instantly reacted to what that

yet, so it couldn’t be that. There was only one

cold water over his head,

straightened up, wanted to sigh, and wanted to

he finally bent down and picked her up

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as her body suddenly

she could not avoid it, her

I don’t have a taste

face and had entered the shower and

head and adjusting the water temperature, he

moment, Silvia

the right temperature to pour on the body. Silvia had to say: Simon was very considerate, also very good

decisive person, and who was

with mixed emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing problem – no

for her “First Love” that she

and lack of sleep from all her tossing

know if the hotel would provide such things, or, should she call an

still

came back in, putting a stack of

now,” he

fumbled around and saw that the pile was a full set

most important thing was that the big bag was also prepared with

and even sleeping

a much here as she would use in three months, no

of products and services to its customers,

had been changed in its entirety, and Simon was sitting on a chair in his silk

was pleasing, but to drink coffee at this hour? Was he not

opened

but saw him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at the table

She was really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so much in

all, warm and comfortable at the small of her back, sitting down against the bed, instantly comfortable enough

lights, Simon glanced at her.

Not holding back a yawn, she asked

sleep later,” he said.

up the covers, he sat down again and adjusted the temperature of the cold air before taking

falling on his body, reflecting the

the front or the side, it was

come she didn’t

looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but

casually. putting