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,

not only didn't stop, but

Yes, torn off! Andre's strength made Mia panic. She pushed her husband away with her hands, her heart beating

her words. Her body was now as

took off his own pajamas, pressed himself on top of Mia, and threw his pajamas to the

couldn't finish her sentence. Her body was restrained, her legs forced apart. Mia's heartbeat almost reached her throat. She was completely terrified, and she knew what she was facing. Andre let go of her. Looking at her stunned face, he asked

raced, she didn't know how

moment, Mia's phone rang. She immediately pointed

glance, he

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

anyone dares to interrupt me

she felt like he was

do you need to be forced?"

"Can I say I don't want to continue?" She

his fingertips, kissed

first night, happened without any ceremonial sense, and not on any

seemed to have pissed off her husband, and now he was making her pay the price. Feeling helpless, Mia closed

head, and gently kissed her. She nervously grabbed the bedsheet, her palms sweaty, wetting and wrinkling the

the descriptions in the novels were lies, but not about this. The pain made her tears flow. She pushed her husband away, refusing his further actions. However, Andre didn't even notice his wife's crying and refusal. His brain

nails left marks on his back. She didn't know how long it had been; she felt as if she had completely lost herself. The breath she exhaled seemed to carry her husband's scent, as her first time ended in

whole house was asleep with lights out, except for that one room, where a dim yellow

intertwined bodies were constantly expressing his

......

worry anymore, and

all she remembered was Andre asking her, "Now you know if