The Prisoner of the Mafia
TSM Chapter 93 - Mutually Faced
Not only that makes Axton to shake his head, this time the behavior in Arabella was waiting to test himself Axton, Axton, if he could choose better Axton get a strange request from Arabella than to have to see the wife who is now standing in thin clothes that welcome him when out of the bathroom.
Axton who had not touched Arabella for a long time almost groaned annoyed to see the curves of Arabella's body that looked more seductive, Arabella's body now looks filled with a large stomach that has entered an old pregnancy. "Has your sleepwear stock gone, baby?" Axton asked, he walked first past Arabella, lay on the bed and tried to dampen the desire inside his head.
"Am I getting ugly in this shirt?" Arabella asked sadly, she walked over to Axton who suddenly turned to her back.
"You're always beautiful baby but I'm so tired" replied Axton who was trying hard to close his eyes.
Just now he would breathe a sigh of relief when he felt Arabella move away, but apparently Arabella did something more serious. His wife is now sleeping and facing Axton with a smooth finger movement rubbing Axton's face. "Didn't you miss me, baby?" Arabella's words sound like a tempting invitation, if Arabella just did all this to prank Axton it was really outrageous, what if Axton couldn't hold himself back?
Axton tried to ignore the temptation of Arabella, keeping his eyes closed with a subtle sigh in which the beautiful fingers still gave the spark that awakened his desire. "Well, what a pity, when I miss you so much" Arabella murmured.
Arabella's fingers began to move away from her face, she felt faint movements and peeked out from her eyelids that opened slowly. Arabella had turned her back and started pulling the ends of the blankets up to her shoulders.
Axton who again felt unbearable to finally embrace Arabella from behind, he kissed soft hair Arabella. "Don't flirt like this again baby, I'm afraid of losing control" whispered Axton. "Sleep, tomorrow I start at home until you give birth, baby" Axton continued.
Arabella turned her body, she looked right into Axton's eyes, her fingers again rubbing the smooth Axton jaw. "But I miss you baby" Arabella said.
“Doctors will not matter if we are related in old pregnancy dear age,” whispered Arabella.
Instantly Axton opened his eyes, “You're serious? Don't joke about this dear,” protest Axton, he doesn't want to hurt their baby and prefers to refrain from waiting for their baby to be born first.
“I'm serious,” replied Arabella. “All will be fine if you do it gently,” added Arabella.
At once, Axton's face seemed excited, as if he was called to welcome the invitation of longing given by Arabella. “Then I will do it very gently,” whispered Axton. Those sturdy hands excitedly brushed aside the thick blanket covering their bodies, his eyes began to enjoy the beautiful sight that was blocked by a piece of cloth.
“You know baby? You look more beautiful and seductive,” said Axton, he opened slowly every button on his nightgown.
Arabella smiles and puts her hand on Axton's neck, kissing Axton first and pulling Axton slowly until Arabella's head touches the pillow. Next to Axton's hand pulled a rope on the sleeping lights and turned off their last lighting.
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Good night sunday