Bryana woke up early in the morning when she felt a cold sensation hitting the open window. She sat up and covered her naked body with the blanket, glancing at the side where Dean should be.
"Where is she?"
Bryana got out of bed and put her underwear back on, then put on Dean's white shirt which was too big for her because she didn't bring anything other than her blue dress. The woman walked casually to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth then turned out of the room towards the kitchen.
"Hey..what are you doing?" Bryana asked when she saw Dean cooking something in a metallic minimalist kitchen that was equipped with sophisticated furniture.
"I'm just making spaghetti. I happen to have ingredients in the cupboard," Dean replied with a smile, glancing at Bryana who looked cute wearing his shirt without wearing pants, then continued to cook the sauce for the boiled noodles.
Bryana came closer and hugged Dean from behind. Her hands began to naughtily feel her husband's bare chest and stomach, then kissed his back. "You smell good. Have you showered?"
"Yes. I wake up early and take a shower, then cook...I'm sure you must be hungry," Dean replied, glancing at Bryana who was spoiling on her back. "You'd better wait in the pantry."
"No, I want to stay here!" Bryana tightened her grip. Even her hands began to grope the center of Dean's waist. oh, you know what that is?
"Honey, don't bait me. We need breakfast to boost our energy. We also have to go home because Raymond and Monica are waiting for us at home," Dean exclaimed as he focused on cooking. he stirred the tomato sauce mixed with the other ingredients in a pan that was on a flat electric stove.
"Leave them at home. Besides, there are mommy, kids, Dany, and many more at home," Bryana said as she slid her hands into Dean's pants from above. "Our house is always crowded and that makes it less comfortable for us to be alone. I want to be here a little longer, alone like a newlywed."
Dean chuckled in his baritone voice. "Newlywed?"
"Yes... Want to be like a newlywed who is always alone, making out at any time or place. like in romantic movies," Bryana said in a spoiled tone, still playing Dean's manhood, which was originally small, now has tension.
Dean was about to pour the cooked sauce over the noodles, which had been boiled and placed on two pretty square plates. "Honey, stop. Now I have to finish all of this first."
Bryana was forced to stop playing with Dean's manhood. Dean immediately splashed the sauce over the noodles, then sprinkled the scallions and placed a fork on top.
"Simple spaghetti is ready!" said Dean with a proud smile to see the results of his cooking. He turned to glance at Bryana who was now beside him. "I'll feed you."
Dean sat on a chair and Bryana sat on his lap sideways. The man sighed looking at his wife who was very spoiled this morning.
"Honey, how am I going to feed you if you sit on my lap?"
pαndα noνɐ1,сoМ "I'm not hungry!" Bryana even turned to step over Dean's waist. She pressed her forehead to his husband's. "I want you!"
"Yes… but we have to eat breakfast so you don't get sick ... I'm worried about you and pebble," Dean said with a reassuring smile. He kissed Bryana on the lips for a moment very gently. "Just a French kiss for now. I beg you to have breakfast first and after this, I will fulfill all your wishes."
"Hem, then I will feed you," said Bryana. She turned to the side stretched out her hand to take a fork then stirred the sauce and noodles until well blended. "It looks delicious...there's minced meat too."
"It's delicious. You should eat it too because otherwise, I won't do what you want," Dean exclaimed.
Bryana began to feed Dean who immediately covered his mouth. "Why?" She asked.
"So spicy," Dean replied with his lips looking instantly redder. "Get a drink!"
Bryana smiled and then got up from Dean's lap. She walked over to the cooler and grabbed a medium-sized bottle of mineral water then gave it to Dean.
Dean immediately took the mineral water and drank it enthusiastically.
"You're the one who cooks it, you're the spicy one. Really how much chili powder did you mix?" Bryana asked again beside Dean.
"I don't know... I keep adding chili powder to make it red, to make it look more beautiful," Dean replied after he finished half the bottle of mineral water.
Bryana just shook her head at Dean, then took the spaghetti with a fork intending to eat it.
"Don't eat that spaghetti!" Dean immediately took a portion of the spaghetti.
"Why? I want to taste it ..." Bryana took another portion of spaghetti.
"It's too spicy, I'm afraid you'll get a stomach ache if you eat it. Let's just get ready to go home and eat at home, OK?" Dean begged. "I don't want to take the risk."
Bryana took a deep breath and then stood up. She walked out of the kitchen saying, "no sex, breakfast failed."
Dean glanced at Bryana who looked disappointed and even went straight back to the room. He immediately followed his wife until he stopped her in the living room, pulling her to sit on the gray sofa. The man embraced his spoiled wife, then kissed her lips aggressively.
"We made love before we went home," he said breathlessly then kissed Bryana's lips again.
Bryana pushed Dean to break the kiss. "You said you need breakfast," she said.
"Yes..I've eaten a mouthful of super spicy spaghetti. That's enough to add enough energy to satisfy you," Dean said with a smile. "I won't let my wild wife be dissatisfied."
Bryana smiled shyly and bent her face. "I don't even know why I'm like this."
"I see. Your appetite always increases when you are pregnant. And now that's the case. It was a fun thing for me. And the most fun thing was..." Dean looked at Bryana's face that looked fresh even though she had not showered and just washed her face.
"What?" Bryan asked.
"You're not pale, you're not nauseous," Dean replied, holding Bryana's cheek with both hands.
"Ah yes... I just don't have an appetite. But I hope this doesn't make me weak and nauseous."
"Then I'll ask Susan to prepare the breakfast you like so you're in the mood to eat. I'll call her," said Dean about to get up from the sofa but Bryana held him back.
"It's still raining outside. We'll be home in an hour and ... Now I want you," Bryana exclaimed with a shy smile. She hugged Dean crazily and kissed his neck.
Dean chuckled and rubbed Bryan's back. "Oh my God ... my wife is so spoiled."
"Let it be. Even though I'm spoiled, this is very beneficial for you, right?" Bryana turned to kiss Dean's face gently. "I like this handsome face. I can't be bored."
Dean picked up Bryana and carried her back to the room. "We make love in the room. Because I don't want you to be tired," he said.
"Hmm," said Bryana who wrapped her arms around Dean's neck. They ended up making love again and again, still not aware of the danger that lay before them.
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