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!

– Simon had caught a glimpse of the smear of red

the light-colored bed sheet, little

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

Simon also instantly reacted to

couldn’t be that. There was only

a pol of cold water over his head, instantly

up, wanted to sigh,

he finally

“Fuck, what for?”

instantly panicked as

could not avoid it,

have a taste for

finished the sentence without changing his face and had entered

the shower head and adjusting the water temperature, he handed it to her,

moment, Silvia came

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

a fierce and decisive person, and who was a legend in the business world, would be like this in

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

for her “First Love” that she had

the stress and lack of

didn’t know if the hotel would provide such things, or, should she call an

still outside, really

door to the bathroom opened and Simon came back in, putting a stack of things he was

now,” he said and

and saw that the pile was a full set of

important thing was that the big bag was also

to night, and even sleeping

as she

was to provide a wide range of products and services to

his silk pajamas, with his laptop on his

but to drink coffee at this hour? Was he

he opened his

saw him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at the table next to him. “Drink it and go

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

picked it up and drank it all, warm and comfortable at the small of her back, sitting down against the bed, instantly

lights, Simon

holding back a yawn,

sleep later,” he said. “You

and pulling up the covers, he sat down again and adjusted the temperature of

sleep and watched his movements, the yellowish light falling on his body, reflecting the blurred

matter from the front or the side, it was three hundred and sixty degrees without any

come she didn’t notice

coffee, which still looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but say, “Drinking coffee at night will … ha… prevent you from

he asked casually. putting