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His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 125

"Oh. You like seeing me wear pink underpants, don't you? From now on, I'll make sure to buy pink underpants for your sake, " Charles said, teasing Autumn as he suddenly dragged her into the bathroom. He stood completely naked, having already taken off his clothes. Autumn felt uneasy, not used to seeing him that way. "You…" she trailed off. "Put on your clothes!"

Charles found the scene in front of him amusing. Her wife had absolutely no reason to be shy. He wondered why she cannot look at him despite of all the things they had already done as a couple.

"Are you kidding? Do you want me to take a shower with my clothes on?"

Charles teased.

"Well… you should continue taking a shower. But let me go out first, "

Said Autumn, trying to run away immediately. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, her efforts proving to be in vain as Charles caught her by the waist.

"I'm going back to the bedroom, " Autumn replied, covering her blushing face with sweaty hands. She couldn't seem to stop looking everywhere but him, obviously trying to avoid eye contact.

"How about we take a shower together?" he asked, whispering to her ears as he held her from the back.

His warm breath spread throughout Autumn's body, making her feel hot all over.

"S-Stop it.." she said, too shy to do anything despite liking what they were doing.

Charles remained steady as Autumn tried to stop him and push him away. "Don't tease me. Go take a shower, " she said as heat flooded her cheeks.

"I'm not doing anything, " he said as he started touching her.

"Have you forgotten that we already missed the night of our wedding day?

I woud never let that happen again."

Charles remembered that they signed a contract the night of their wedding day, agreeing on a three-point law stated in the document. He wanted to destroy that document whenever he thought about it. Especially now that they had a genuine relationship and things were completely different.

"Don't…

Don't you feel tired?" she asked, wondering where he got his energy. They were having sex every night.

He seemed to become more keen to do it. On the other hand, she felt completely exhausted every time they did it.

"Are you doubting my potency?" Charles said, pretending to be annoyed. He continued to hold her still and took her into the bath tub, then he followed to join. As the warm water wrapped both of their bodies, Autumn gasped, her face becoming pale. "Stop it! Let me go!"

She exclaimed, the water muffling her screams.

"Let you go? How do you expect me to let you go?"

The warm water continued to flow, making both of them feel comfortable. Autumn's pajamas were soaked, showing her voluptuous figure. Blushing, she sank further into pleasure, turning her into mush.

"I…" She mumbled, not knowing how to reply to his question.

She had always been a conservative woman. Even when it came to sex, she preferred to do it in a traditional way. Doing it in the water made her completely anxious.

"Please don't…"

She said, trying to wriggle out of his touch even if she felt extremely comfortable and intimate.

Despite Autumn's reluctance, he started to strip her off her clothes, his hands wandering all over her body.

Autumn, now fully immersed with lust, completely forgot the shyness she had initially felt. Charles started to enter and suddenly withdraw, stopping all of his movements. "Do you want me to continue?" he asked with a naughty smile on his face.

"You…"

Autumn's face flushed deep red, unable to complete what she was supposed to say. She sighed, annoyed that he suddenly withdrew when he had already inserted the tip.

Charles couldn't help but laugh seeing Autumn pissed off. "Tell me what you want or else I wouldn't do it, "

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