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!

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

bright red slid down on the light-colored bed sheet,

and covered her face – she wanted

Simon also instantly reacted

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

to be a pol of cold water over his head, instantly

to sigh, and wanted

of silence, he finally bent down and picked

“Fuck, what for?”

as her body

could not avoid it, her eyes were open like a frightened

have

without changing his face and had entered the shower and put

adjusting the water temperature,

Silvia came back to

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

imagine that Simon, who was rumored to be a fierce and decisive person,

with mixed emotions, she realized her truly

lately for her “First Love” that she

stress and lack of sleep from all her

know if the hotel would provide such

phone was still

door to the bathroom opened and Simon came back in, putting a stack

this for now,” he

around and saw that the pile was a full set of

big bag was also prepared

from day to night, and even sleeping pants. Everything she could need was available

a much here as she would use in three months,

a wide range of products

on a chair in his silk pajamas, with his laptop on his lines

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

to here, he opened

him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at the table next to him.

she found steaming brown sugar water. She was really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so much in a

pursed her lips, but she still obediently picked it up and drank it all, warm and comfortable at the small of her back, sitting down

lights, Simon

holding

he said. “You

covers, he sat down again and adjusted the temperature

light falling on his body, reflecting the blurred

no matter from the front or the side, it was three hundred

come she didn’t notice

him drink coffee, which still looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but say, “Drinking coffee at night

what?” he asked casually. putting down the