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!

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

down on the light-colored bed

pillow and covered her face – she wanted to

embarrassment, Simon also instantly reacted to what that

it yet, so it couldn’t be

cold water over his head,

up, wanted to sigh, and wanted to

of silence, he finally bent down and picked

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as

fell from her face, she could not avoid it, her eyes were open like a

worry, I don’t have a

sentence without changing his face and had entered the shower

adjusting the water temperature, he handed

Silvia came

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

who was rumored to be a fierce and decisive person, and who was a

she rinsed herself, filled with mixed emotions, she

so busy lately for her “First Love” that she

and lack of sleep

hotel would provide such things, or, should she call

still outside, really

came back in, putting a stack of things he was

use this for now,” he

was a full set of clean pajamas, including underwear. The

that the big bag was

day to night, and even sleeping

as she

business was to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers, and

in his silk pajamas, with his laptop on

aromatismell of coller in the room was pleasing, but to drink coffee at

opened

chin to gesture at

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

and drank it all, warm and comfortable at the small of

Simon

holding back a

said. “You go

and pulling up the covers, he sat down again and

sleep and watched his movements, the yellowish light falling on his body, reflecting the blurred and ambiguous outline of his side

no matter from the front or the side, it was three hundred and sixty degrees without any dead

come she didn’t

Silvia couldn’t help but say, “Drinking coffee at

he asked casually. putting down