sinovels Chapter 28 Good baby
Chapter 28 Good baby
The sound of water was rushing, the bathroom was as hot as a sauna, and the water vapor was piercing into his nostrils; Valentin slapped his palm on the wall, as if trying to grasp something, his knuckles turned white; My calves were hanging out of the bathtub, and the water waved out when I moved a little.Looking down, there is no force on his whole body except his neck against the edge of the bathtub—oh, there is one more—thinking of this, I hit him hard, and he hit the wall, his eyelids trembled slightly, He let out a low breath, not knowing whether it was because of pain or comfort.
I grabbed his waist and sat up. He couldn't bear the force and was drenched in water. He could only hug my neck and hang on his body.Valentin's legs were stretched wide open on the bathtub, trying to relieve some pain, but in my eyes, he looked like a wave—if he still had a sense of vigor when he was jumping naked into the snow, he is now It's totally different, those thigh muscles, which are very eye-catching when running, are exerting force, making my head sweat profusely and my brain numb.Every time I push and insert, the water will pour in a little bit, it's soft and hot, like soaking in a hot spring, which makes me go crazy.He hugged my head vigorously to his chest, rubbed his chin against my forehead, and panted rapidly; I had already discovered that Valentin never likes to make love when he is awake, he only gasps, and always finds it painful; When I'm drunk, I like to whine and whine, and my hoarse voice keeps yelling in my ear, which is painful.
"What are you laughing at?" He noticed that I was distracted and moved his body deliberately.
I was almost ejaculated by his force, so I quickly held his buttocks and kneaded them, then slapped him again, splashing a lot of water. "I laugh at you for saving face, you only make noise when you're drunk." I hugged his waist and said.
Valentin retorted: "Impossible, I am the same when I am sober or drunk."
"Nope. You're much cuter drunk. Scream like a whore."
"Bitch?" He seemed to find it fresh, sneered, his lower body trembled, and then he hugged my neck tightly and squeezed his throat: "——um, is it called that? Umm——"
He really screamed profligately, and at the same time he kept swaying his waist up and down, bold and unrestrained, looking extremely skilled.The water surface swayed with it, violently and quickly, and there were echoes of various sounds in the bathroom, water flow, collision, and his waves.
"Am I your first man?" I suddenly asked without thinking.
He paused for a moment, then continued to get up: "What nonsense are you talking about, the villain came out to sell sex at the age of 15, how could you be the first."
Immediately I bit his nipple and he hissed and slapped me on the head.I sucked his nipple and said vaguely: "Then I don't want you, give me a clean one."
He withdrew his legs and put his arms around my waist: "Unfortunately, I'm the only one in the store. If you are not satisfied, the villain has no choice but to withdraw."
Speaking of threats, he lifted his body up.I held him tightly and didn't allow him to move, nor allowed him to twist; he was stuck uncomfortably, staring at me, tried to stand up several times but I suppressed him, and gradually became irritable.
"Fuck you," he cursed, splashing water on me, his face and body turned red from soaking in hot water for a long time, "Are you the first one who doesn't know?"
I laughed when I heard the words, reached out to touch his little brother, kissed his shoulder, moved back and forth, trying my best to make him comfortable.Valentin couldn't take it any longer, and yelled at me to slow down. Hearing this, I pushed my hips up desperately. The water surface splashed, and half of the tank of water rushed to the ground.Valentin was pushed so uncontrollably later that he really yelled loudly, which was quite different from before. It sounded panicked and lost, but it made me even more difficult to control myself. I stared at him fiercely, thinking that unless he begged for mercy, I would Never stop.
He couldn't hold on for too long, he ejaculated in the water, rested on my shoulder for a while and was about to get up, I grabbed him and didn't let him go.
"I haven't ejaculated yet." I raised my head and said pitifully, grabbing his hand to touch our intersection.He paused and said, "I'll use my hands for you." He was about to sit up on his knees.
"I want to cum inside you." I whispered, turning my face away.But he didn't seem to hear, didn't answer, he held my words rhythmically with one hand, and rubbed my pouch with the other hand, very gentle, after a while I raised my head and shot him with one hand.After I vented, I was very attached to him, threw him into the bathtub, lay on his chest, rubbed my knees against his thighs over and over again, until the water was cold, but I still didn't want to move, I tilted my neck and kissed him.
Valentin was so patient that he just let me lie on my stomach, rubbing the nape of my neck with his palms, round and round, which made me feel strange and unreal; such intimacy is hard to describe, whether it is those A one-night stand, or with a boyfriend from the past, although there is tenderness after the affair, it is all limited to kissing and caressing. No one will rub my bones like Valentin. It is heavier than caressing, more suffocating than kissing, and more penetrating Heart.
He was cold and we got up from the tub.The floor of the bathroom was already covered with ocean, and there were two towels floating. Valentin unplugged the bathtub, sat on the edge and said that his belly was distended. When I pressed it, it was really hard and slightly curved. They were all just fucked in water.I rubbed his belly up and down, feeling a little cherished, and said casually: "...it looks like I'm pregnant with my baby."
He frowned, looking a little surprised, and finally got annoyed under my gaze, and said: "You are sick!" Then he strode out of the bathroom.
I chased and coaxed and entangled, and made a fuss for most of the night, and then I fell asleep in a daze at dawn.When I woke up in the morning, I felt dizzy, cold and uncomfortable.Valentin had finished washing, saw that I was still lying on the bed, and came over to urge me, but I was so limp that I couldn't get up, so I leaned on the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly again.
Valentin was tugging at my quilt when he stopped suddenly. "Why is your forehead so hot?" He frowned and touched my forehead with his big hand, "Do you have a fever?"
I think it's probably because the illness is not fully recovered, I forgot to take medicine for a day of crazy play yesterday, and I exhausted too much energy at night, so I have repeated fevers.
"I brought the medicine, it's in the box." I murmured under the quilt, and I didn't forget to add, "It doesn't matter."
"Why didn't you say you had a cold?!" He got anxious, got up and looked for a thermometer for me, and cursed at the same time, "I still play in the snow and water with me!" Unpacking the box to find antipyretics, I couldn't sit down after so much work.
"Your physique is too bad, why do you have a fever after playing in the snow for a while?" He squatted in front of my box and dug out a few boxes, "Is this it? No? ——Where is it?"
"Valentin," I called to him, leaning over on the bed.
"What?" He didn't look back.
"Don't look for it," I said, "you come here."
"I'm busy looking for medicine for you, so I don't have time to come here." He glanced back and complained, "What kind of medicine do you have, so many kinds?"
"Come and lie down with me." I opened my arms and added, "Valya."
He just stood up, reluctantly moved a few steps, lifted the quilt and lay down.I smelled the smell of shaving water on his body, wrapped my arms around his waist, rubbed my face between his shoulder blades, and suddenly felt very satisfied, and said without thinking: "Why are you so nice."
He was quiet for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "Where am I?"
"I don't know," I continued to bury my face on his back, sniffing the smell of his pajamas, "I just think you are good. You are my good angel, good baby."
Probably because the words were too sticky, he didn't make a sound, and after a while, he let go of my hand around his waist and turned over.I looked up at him, but he pressed the back of my head and hugged me, preventing me from looking at him all the time.There were water stains on his chest, which had just been washed off; his chin rested on my feverish forehead, and his rough palm pinched the back of my neck again.
"Go to sleep," he whispered.