My beloved wife novel Chapter 33

"Get out!" Rita could not help being angry and kicked at him.

Before she lost her temper, Aaron pressed his lips on hers.

He was like a fire that lit her instantly.

The bathtub was too small to accommodate two people at all. Water kept splashing from it. She was almost worn out by him. She begged, "Please let go of me, Mr. Aaron!"

"What did you just call me?"

He was dissatisfied with her resistance tonight. He pressed on her and deliberately tickled her, making her legs shake. The water sound was flowing, making the air very intimate.

"I am sorry." She held onto Aaron's arm faintly and begged, "I am sorry. Let go of me!"

"Call my name."

"Aaron, Aaron...please!" She called his name in a sobbing tone.

"Speak louder. I can't hear you." He grabbed her arms and put them on his shoulders, stroking her hair. He kissed her gently on her forehead.

"Aaron!"

"Call me in a louder voice." He kissed her more fiercely from the tip of his nose to the cheek, and his kisses were like drops of water hitting on the face, which were itching and arousing.

He did it directly in the bathtub.

After what seemed like an eternity, he took her to the dresser and dried her wet hair.

A warm gust of hot wind blew on her neck, and she enjoyed it. Her eyes were closed, and she could feel his fingers pass through her hair. He was even meticulously separating the node of her hair.

The hair dryer made her feel hot. Her cheeks were as red as fire and her lips were as red as cherry.

"Yeah, they have been dried up."

She seemed to enjoy it. Aaron ordered, "Now you dry my hair for me."

It was not easy for Rita to enjoy it once, and she was immediately kicked out by Aaron.

He sat on the sofa swaggeringly and handed the hair dryer to her. "Hurry up. "

"Your hair is so short. Why do you need me to dry it? You can just wipe it with towel."

Rita touched his hair casually, and pouted impatiently. "There are only a few hairs in total."

"Dry my hair!" Aaron was annoyed, and his tone became more serious. Rita turned on the hair dryer and blew his hair impatiently.

"Do you want me to help you with your hairdo?"

"Of course." He cozily leaned on the chair and played with his cell phone, enjoying Rita's service.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to Rita. Before Aaron realized, he had long curly hair on his head.