Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 641

-Oops," Serena exclaimed, too late to escape before he got his hands on her, Cristian, fresh from the shower, was still wet and hot and he was topless, pressing against her.

Serena felt her heart about to jump into her throat as she looked nervously at the person in front of her.

-What are you doing?

After saying this, Serena even became so nervous that she licked her lips.

The action of licking her lips was an occult invitation when done in front of a man, especially under such proximity and in such a position.

Cristian lowered his head and kissed her.

Serena's eyes widened and her arms reached out to try to push him away.

This asshole!

He hadn't showered yet; she could smell the sweat after a long day's work.

But Cristian was different, he had already showered, and if Serena had slept with him just then, wouldn't she have been at a disadvantage? After all, he did not smell good.

Thinking about it, Serena could only strive to avoid his kiss as she said, "Wait, wait, wait, I haven't showered yet."

Cristian's thin lips moved to the side of her neck, "I don't care anyway."

-Yes, I do! Let go of me quickly.

The man on top of her remained silent, then suddenly stood up and took her in his arms.

-All right then, I'll take you to wash.

Then, against her wishes, he took her directly to the bathroom.

The bathroom was still warm from Cristian's shower, and he closed the door behind her as soon as she was inside, fearing that she might escape.

The man was taller, and while he still held her with one hand here, he had already turned on the shower head with one hand there.

The water came out instantly and splashed right over Serena's head, drenching her with sobriety.

She began to struggle, "Let me go, I can wash myself, go away."

Cristian pulled her down, but instead of getting out, he held her down and pushed her against the wall so that her back was pressed against the cold wall.

The hot water flowed on the front, the cold walls on the back.

This kind of atmosphere...

Serena's breathing stopped for a few moments, and she raised her eyes to look into Cristian's. She was a little scared, but with some anticipation, her eyes looked around, with a sense of emptiness that she had nowhere to go.

Until all her clothes fell to the floor.

-Look at me.

Cristian grabbed her chin and gestured to keep her eyes from leaving.

-Right now, all you have to do is look at me.

-What?

The woman's heart skipped a beat, but the man's words seemed to have a magical effect, making her nod unconsciously.

Serena could even see a reflection of herself before her eyes.

This shower took a long time to finish.

When she came out, Cristian returned to help her dry her hair; as he did so, he saw the bruises on her neck and could not resist kissing her again.

Kissing each other, the two returned to the couch.