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.

her body. In a nervous tone, she said, "Honey, I've

stop, but he

torn off! Andre's strength made Mia panic. She pushed her husband

was now as bare as a peeled

top of Mia, and threw his

completely terrified, and she knew

raced, she didn't

immediately pointed at her phone,

phone and without a glance, he smashed it onto the ground, the

my phone!" She lightly pat her husband's chest and complained, "You owe me

to interrupt me right now, I'm gonna

anger; she felt

continue, or do you

asked, "Can I say I

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

sense, and not on any special holiday. She was utterly unprepared, without any excuse

pissed off her husband, and now he was making her

and gently kissed her. She nervously grabbed the bedsheet,

time couldn't help but cry. She thought all the descriptions in the novels were lies, but not about this. The pain made her tears flow. She pushed her

was crying hoarsely and her nails left marks on his back. She didn't know how long it had

decorated with stars. The whole house was asleep with lights out, except for that one room, where a dim yellow light was on

intertwined bodies were constantly expressing his excitement and her

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have to worry anymore, and Andre didn't have to hold back

didn't remember how she fell asleep, and all she remembered was Andre asking