Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Half an hour later, she stepped out and sat down in front of the vanity to do her skincare routine.

Through the mirror, she could see the man on the bed, "Honey, I know you're mad at me, but could you not give me the evil eye like that? I can feel it even through the mirror. It's like you want to eat me alive." "Yep, I do want to 'devour' you." Andre said.

After applying her moisturizer, Mia turned off the desk lamp, leaving only two bedside lamps on.

She moved to the other side of the bed, lifted the covers, and crawled in.

"Sweetie, are you really pissed?" She asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

Andre asked, "Wanna find out?"

Mia immediately shook her head, "No, no." She felt embarrassed.

"If you're too shy to look down there, why don't you give me a little check-up?" Andre asked.

"How do I do that?" Mia didn't understand.

Andre made a slight move. While getting his wife to lie down next to him, he also got into the covers, "Just give it a check."

Mia instantly got his drift, "Honey, I'm afraid if you're really not up to it, you might get frustrated and kill me."

Andre, with one arm around her waist and the other hand on her leg, "Not if I'm fine."

He kissed her neck. Under the covers, Mia held onto her dress nervously, warding off her husband's advances. She had to use one hand to push her husband away and stop him from kissing her neck. "Honey, my neck is ticklish, stop it." Mia said.

Andre, instead, began to suck on her neck while his hand slowly lifted up her nightgown, placing his hand on her waist.

over her body. In a nervous tone, she said, "Honey, I've checked, you're really not up to it. Let's not

his advances. But Andre not only didn't stop, but he also became more intense.

panic. She pushed

finish her words. Her body was now as bare as

own pajamas, pressed himself on top of Mia, and

her sentence. Her body was restrained, her legs forced apart. Mia's heartbeat almost reached her throat. She was completely terrified,

raced, she didn't know

immediately pointed at her phone, "Honey, let me take this

without a glance, he smashed it onto

husband's chest and complained, "You

interrupt me right now, I'm gonna

shivered at her husband's anger; she felt like

to continue, or do you need to be forced?" Andre

I say I don't want to continue?"

gently stroked his wife's cheek with his fingertips, kissed her forehead, nose, lips, and

ceremonial sense, and not on any special

husband, and now he

was feeling. He lowered his head, and gently kissed her. She nervously grabbed the bedsheet, her palms

lies, but not about this. The pain made her tears flow. She pushed her husband away, refusing his further actions.

was crying hoarsely and her nails left marks on his back. She didn't know how long it had been; she felt as if she had completely

lights out, except for that one room, where a dim yellow light

constantly expressing his excitement

......

Mia didn't have to worry anymore, and Andre

fell asleep, and all she remembered was Andre asking her, "Now you know