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.

said, "Honey, I've checked, you're really not up to it. Let's not

only didn't stop, but

were torn off by Andre. Yes, torn off! Andre's strength made Mia panic. She pushed her husband

couldn't finish her words. Her body was now

on top

throat. She was completely terrified, and she knew what she was facing. Andre let go of her. Looking at her stunned face, he asked Mia again, "Shall we

she didn't

moment, Mia's phone rang. She immediately pointed at her phone,

the phone and without a glance,

was my phone!" She lightly pat her husband's

interrupt me right

husband's anger; she

to continue, or do you need to

say I don't

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

sense,

seemed to have pissed off her husband, and now he

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

with her. But the girl who was experiencing this for the first 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 husband away,

mess, the girl under the bed was crying hoarsely and her nails left marks on his back. She didn't know how long it had been;

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

constantly expressing his excitement and

......

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

all she remembered was Andre asking her, "Now you know if I'm capable or