Reyhan, My husband
The First Delayed

"Ehmmmmm.." Leguhan came out of Nayla's mouth just like that.

Admittedly, Reyhan is really reliable in making Nayla's passion rise drastically. Just lip contact.

Plus....

"God..."

Reyhan's hands gently squeezed the right side of his twin mountain which was still covered in a thin cloth of Nayla's nightgown. Making pleasure more real in front of the eyes. And that sigh, get away with it.

Nayla wanted to scream to feel something tickling was running through every nerve of her body. Unfortunately, Nayla's lips were still locked with that hot kiss.

Boldly, Nayla began to move both of her hands on Reyhan's back. Rubbing it roughly so that Reyhan gets carried away with their fondling. Then quickly his hand moved forward. Slowly, with a seductive motion Nayla began to remove the buttons of Reyhan's nightgown one by one.

Her clear eyes stared into Reyhan's sharp eyes.

Red, it's the color of Reyhan's eyes that Nayla sees. While Reyhan's chest up and down trying to control his own lust.

This time Nayla smiled. Nayla knew that this man was already possessed by his own passion. A little more, Reyhan will definitely give up.

Reyhan's chest field was perfectly open. Nayla kisses rough there. Leaving a red scar on her husband's white chest.

Nayla doesn't care if tomorrow morning when Reyhan wakes up, she will be labeled as a naughty girl who is so aggressive in bed. Let it.

I'm his wife, aggressive to his own husband, cook spelled out a bad girl?

Nayla is not a hypocrite, this is not her first. And Reyhan knows that already. Wrongly aggressive with her own husband?

Reyhan blinked his eyes briefly gathering his consciousness back. Then his hand raised Nayla's chin to look into her eyes.

"What, you already love me?"

That silly question is still being asked? He really holds his own word huh...

"Do now. I'm asking for a living from you..."

"Alright, don't blame me if tomorrow you're gonna be late for the campus.."

Reyhan replied with a grinning smile. Nayla widened her eyes in a split second. Curse her own stupidity after seeing the creepy smile on her husband's face.

He wanted to pull his words just now. But....

"Generic..."

Reyhan kissed his wife's lips again. Playing boneless meat was surfing in it. Enjoy the softness of his wife's lips.

His hands are constantly moving. Giving stimulation to two twin hills that began to tighten behind Nayla's nightgown. Slightly rem*snya by alternating to increase Nayla libido during lovemaking.

Reyhan gave a pause. Removing Nayla's lips so she can catch her breath that starts to pant. Reyhan kissed the two earlobes of the wifeinga. Down, down every inch of Nayla's neck with her own lips.

There is no one missing.

"Aww....."

Nayla complained when a rough kiss felt tight on her chest. Leaving red marks there.

Since when are the clothes scattered on the floor? Nayla herself wasn't too sure Reyhan was lying to her consciousness with all his movements. To the point of making Nayla unaware that now, she is completely under her husband's control.

But in reality, she was now actually sleeping on her back with her innocent body under her husband.

Casually, Reyhan directed his to begin their unification.

Slowly, and gently...

Nayla enjoyed something that forced her way down there. The longer the pain is felt the more. He had to bite his own lower lip.

"Rey, legit ... kit.."

Nayla grimaces. It's not the first, but why is it still sick? It even feels fuller than...

A drop of clear grain fell back. It's really sick down there. But there was a relief in her heart when she realized, now she was already a wife completely. A good wife who has truly served her husband.

"What pain? Doesn't it need to continue?"

Reyhan asked worriedly. He could not bear to see his wife in such pain.

Nayla refuses to answer now. He kissed Reyhan's lips. But repeatedly. Able to raise their passion which had decreased.

"Do it. I. men.love Reyhan, husband.ku...."

Furthermore, only the sound of the sighs and sighs of two people who give each other pleasure.

The silly drama about the beginning was over from the beginning. The awkwardness between them had been fanned out by the passion of each husband and wife.

A very long night.

Until almost morning, the moans were still heard filling the room soundproof.

Nayla completely collapses, after Reyhan reaches pleasure a fifth time.

Reyhan smiled with satisfaction. Enjoying his first delayed night.Then he collapsed beside his wife. Hugged it with love. To fall asleep into dreamland together...

***

Said people,

high School is the happiest time. There are cries and smiles in every moment we experience at High School. There is a point in those words. But if you want to find the most complete time in your life, try to feel and enjoy your college days.

Nayla walked gontai towards her guidance lecturer's room. But the intention was stopped and instead turned back to the canteen.

His head has not accumulated a hundred percent to face the nagging of his fierce lecturer.

This morning, he was really late for college. You know who it is?

Reyhan is crazy..! To him in the heart.

The plan to take the lecture points taught directly by the lecturer must be willing to leave Nayla because of her delay. In fact, Nayla has tried desperately to be kind and polite in order to establish a good relationship with him, even though her PA Lecturer is very annoying but it's okay, Nayla still tries to keep her good name by taking courses on time. And all in vain, smudged is already his good name because of his absence this morning.

"Aelahh Nay, you do not follow matkul Pak Hasan even fun hanging out in the bag?"

Cibir Sari walked closer to Nayla who was sitting in the corner of the canteen, alone.

Nayla just shook her head weakly. His strength was up this morning he used to run from the gate to his class. But it's all for nothing. Nayla was ten minutes late.

"Well, why's your face tangled so much, Nay?"

Nayla plays the straw in her drink class lazily. His body is still crumbling due to his activities last night. Duh so red like tomatoes boiled Nayla cheeks.

"Damn I know today? It was late night sleeping, late this morning too...Arrgghhhh"

"Why do you sleep late?"

Nayla almost choked on hearing Sari's question.

Siaaals

Nayla misspoke, right? Duh answered what if it was this way, it is impossible for Nayla to answer honestly last night why?

"Oohh. anu, that was last night I helped Reyhan with a task..."

Answer Nayla origin. Hopefully, Sari who is still innocent believes it.

"Duty to make a child? Hahaha...." Nina was ridiculed with a sarcastic statement. I swear to what, Nayla's cheeks are so hot...

"What the hell is Nin..."

Jeez Nin. don't need to be clarified dong.. Look at Sari, her confused face mixed with meledek...

It's all because of Reyhan...

Nayla cursed in her heart with a sour face.But Nina did not care, because it would not be possible for Nayla to antagonize him just because of the plunge that might indeed have a point.

"Trus I should how dong ngadepin tuh lecturer?"

Nina grabbed the glass of drink she had ordered.

"Here you go, fill your energy first. exhausted it kumpulin guts to make it into his room...

Find a face there...."

Nina said as she sipped her drink.

"Take it, apologize while asking for guidance about your steps forward.."

Nayla. But after thinking about it, maybe Nina's advice with Sari has a point.

Pak Hasan is not the same minister Reyhan, right?. Maybe he won't be fierce anymore now that I'm Reyhan's wife.

Haha, there are benefits too

They order food. After a few minutes without talking, the food was finally served on the table.

"Nai..."

Call Satya who has not been since when standing next to him.

With Nina and Sari. They also did not know when exactly the man was standing there.

"Eh, hay Satya.. What's wrong?" Ask Nayla without further ado.

If Satya just stood up and didn't sit down, it meant that she wouldn't bother the girls for long to enjoy her lunch.

"I want to talk about Nay yesterday.Three o'clock I'll wait in the parking lot.."

"Okay... Don't you sit down?"

Nayla Tawar.

"No need for Nay, I still have a job..."

Pamit Satya by passing away. Although impressed cuek, but from the tone of his speech and the look of his eyes are so longing, everyone knows Satya is injured. The actual wound he himself was the creator.

Nayla then looked at her two best friends alternately after Satya moved away. Making sure that they know Nayla is treating Satya to a reasonable limit.

"Nin, I just need you to trust me...

I promise to make Satya responsible,

Before pregnancy you spread until the ketelinga Om Teguh and Aunt Goddess.

Keep my marriage a secret..."

Nina nodded. "Yes Nay, I believe...."