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She's My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 426 - HIS ACCOMMODATING WIFE
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Chapter 426 - HIS ACCOMMODATING WIFE

After resting, instead of separating, they started getting on the rides together. As people say, 'the more, the merrier' thus; the four of them got along together and had a double date.

Sabrina and Rissy hit it off with each other and became really close that they started sharing some of their funny and embarrassing moments.

Not far from them, three men were looking towards them, whispering at each other and decided to just follow them around from a distance.

Even after what he knew, Erwin didn't change his attitude towards Sabrina but he started putting a little distance between them. Sabrina didn't notice it at all. She still thought that everything between them was fine.

They continued to have fun until evening came.

Just like these couples, the other two who's out on vacation was having fun as well. Cayenne was planning to trick Stefan in the next two months so, she decided to start with the preparation that night.

"Bareback or nothing at all?" she gave Stefan these two choices which put her husband in dilemma. "Those are the only choices you have."

"Why are you doing this to me?" Stefan questioned in whisper while hovering over her. "You're fertile today and you might get pregnant."

"I'll drink my pills right after." Cayenne replied back with determined eyes. "I don't like it with condom."

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"Heh! You like it raw, huh." His words made Cayenne blush from her neck to her face and ears. She was only trying to be shameless because of what she was going to do but she's really no match with his shamelessness. "Fine, let's do it bareback. No taking back your words, alright."

Cayenne just covered her face with a pillow, earning a series of chuckles from Stefan. "Just do it." She told him while taking a peek from under the pillow she was holding.

His body was something that many women would die for. He's not the bulky type of person with lots of muscles but he does have toned muscles. His abs were also something that she liked touching whenever they're about to go to sleep. Her eyes went lower and she found his most precious treasure.

"You really like looking at me, aren't you?"

Cayenne threw the pillow on his face and tried get out of bed. "We're not doing it anymore."

Stefan pulled her back and held her hands on both side of her head, preventing from her escape. "I like looking at you sweetheart so, you should only look at me."

Stefan kissed lowered his face and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her eyes, the tip of her nose until he reached his luscious lips. He pried open her mouth with his tongue and got a beautiful moan from her.

He let go of her hands and Cayenne instantly wrapped them around his neck, pulling him even closer to her, pressing their warm bodies together.

The air was getting hotter and her body was getting warmer.

"Are you really sure about this?" Stefan whispered as he pulled his lips away from her. He looked at her in the eyes, wanting to see her resolve once again.

"Hn. I won't change my mind." Cayenne responded.

Since that's what his wife wants, that's what his wife gets. "If you want it then, take it." Stefan flipped their bodies and changed their position, placing her on top of him.

Cayenne darted her eyes from left to right, feeling embarrassed that she'd have to take action again. If she remembers correctly, this is the third time that he's asking her to do it. On the first time, she didn't do it, so he had no choice but to do it himself. The second time she did it but she was so sloppy and Stefan even laughed at her. In the end, he still had to finish what she started. Now, she's starting to hesitate on her decision.

"Can I take back my words?"

"No, you can't."

"Do I have to do it myself?"

"Yup."

Cayenne slapped his abs and threw another pillow on his face. "Stop laughing, you scoundrel. Cover your face and I'll do it."

"Why must I cover my face? I don't cover my face when I did it to you."

"But this is embarrassing." Cayenne retorted, her eyes was looking on the bracelet on top of her bedside drawer. "I'll be making face for sure and I don't like you to see it."

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"I've seen lots of faces you're making. There's no difference if you do it or I do it. Only the position has changed." Stefan put his hands on the back of his head, lying naked right under her, giving her free access to what she could do with his body.

Cayenne closed her eyes and bit her lower lip but imagining the face of her husband turned her even more. "I hate you." She muttered but she raised her hips and put him inside her. When she lowered her body again, he went even deeper which made her open her eyes in pleasure.

She thought she lost all her strength. A small move from him would make her moan and she couldn't stop hitting him on the chest. "Don't move."

"I didn't move." Stefan answered but his face was telling her that he was lying. "Alright, I just moved a little to adjust my position."

Cayenne lowered her head and smiled at him. "If you kiss me, I will move for you."

"Darling, that's the best deal I've ever received today." Stefan whispered, meeting her lips with his.

His passionate and hot kisses made Cayenne smile in her mind. His hands were busy feeling her body as well, leaving flames of desire on her skin.

After their wild kiss, Cayenne started moving her body which made Stefan smile. "You're getting good at this."

"Shut up." Cayenne gave him a quick kiss to stop him from talking. "I'll only do this one round."

"Oh! There's next round tonight?"

"When have we ever done a single round?"

Her retort made Stefan laugh so hard in happiness. His wife was really accommodating to him. "I love you, wifey."

"I love you more."

Since the two of them were busy, their family decided to have their dinner without them – a dinner without an extra dessert on their table.