
Azzura got out of Aaron's car in a hurry. Today, she decided to go home early following her husband. Azzura needed to calm his heart for a while, the heartbeat was also a feeling of happiness that tickled inside him could not possibly make Azzura focus on learning. Moreover, now the entire campus already knows if she is the wife of Aaron, a young businessman who is famous in the city. Not afraid of receiving criticism, but the point is, Azzura must master her feelings first so that she can look at everyone confidently.
"Darling ...."
Aaron who saw Azzura enter the room followed him from behind, closed the door and cornered his woman to the door. His left hand was protecting Azzura's head, while his right hand was still at his waist. Their gazes met, two pairs of eyes staring at each other, without saying anything, their gazes could already represent the contents of both hearts. However, a few moments later ... Aaron raised his big hand, the fingers stroking Azzura's face gently. It was so soft that the owner closed his eyes enjoying every touch Aaron gave.
"Are you ashamed of having a husband like me?"
The deg!
The closed pair of eyes opened again. Azzura looked at her husband with eyebrows linked, feeling astonished and confused by Aaron's sudden question. It was a bit strange, even now that the man had already turned around, he took off the Coat he was wearing and walked away from Azzura.
"Sister!"
The pair of tiny hands were coiled over Aaron's belly, one step away Aaron was about to open the bathroom door but he undoed his intention. His head was staring at the fingers for a long time.
"Is it because I brought Brother home, Brother thinks that I'm ashamed to have you? Not like that, brother, since the beginning I have loved you very much. You know that, too, right?"
Aaron exhaled slowly. He let go of Azzura's hand then turned around and slightly looked down at his beautiful wife who was also staring at him.
"Can I ask for proof?"
"Evidence?" azzura asked with a frown.
There was no answer from Aaron. The man pulled Azzura's hand, led her into the bathroom. Stop under the shower and let the shower wet their bodies.
Azzura looked up, her gaze slightly blurred as the water continued to flow, but, even so, she could still see her husband's face.
"Why? You still not ready? Still need time? What is ..?" for ...?"
Aaron began to move his hand behind Azzura's back, the big hand traced the Zipper line and immediately lowered the Zipper until now, Azzura standing in front of him using only the interior.
Both breaths go up and down. Hunting, like people who just finished running a marathon, but since then they just shut up and look at each other.
Grep's!
Azzura slightly jerked when the big hand again pulled his waist until now both hands Azzura on the shoulder and in the chest field of the husband. Although Aaron was still fully dressed, but because the shirt he was wearing was wet, Azzura was like sticking his hand directly over the skin of her handsome husband.
Both Azzura's eyes closed along with the sweep that Aaron did. Her husband, Aaron, can always make Azzura fly into the clouds. His gentle touch, and the way he touched made Azzura feel more loved. The tiny hand began to rise upward, touching the nape of the husband until it continued to rise upwards, pressing her husband's head as if asking Aaron to have a deeper kiss.
"Kak~~."
In a breath of breath, Azzura stopped Aaron's hand from opening his bra hook. He looked into the eyes of Aaron who was starting to say, stupid Azzura for letting Aaron burn his libido like this.
Aaron smiled wryly, he knew this would happen. He should not have been luring Azzura to do what he did not want. Maybe, it was only Aaron who wanted this woman completely. Azzura never had such feelings. Aaron did not continue what he was doing, his legs moved backwards but Azzura's hands held his wrists. For the umpteenth time their gazes met. However, this time was a little different from the previous gaze.
"Can we do a wedding blessing, brother?"