Are you pregnant?

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Ariella's hands were slithering like snakes on her husband's muscular body. Her nails were pressing, almost digging into Anton's back because of his intense kiss full of lust and desire. From the moment he kissed her neck, it went down to her collarbone until his kisses met her healthy breasts that looked like mountains.

She was scratching at the tickling feeling caused by his deceitful kisses. She hasn't reached the heaven yet, and she wants to get there soon. She longs to feel eternal bliss again.

"Umm…"

A low moan came from her closed mouth when Anton sucked her nipple.

She closed her eyes constantly every time his tongue played with her nipple.

This feeling….is…

"You like it, don't you?" he softly asked, giving her a warm look and a smile on his face while waiting for her answer.

Ariella couldn't deny it. She likes it too much. How could she deny it every time she moans? His touches gave her sensation and pleasure.

Her mouth opened and was ready to say a word, but she didn't know what word to say. She wants to say yes, but she was shy, and she can't say no to him. She can't deny it.

All of a sudden, Anton chuckled softly. Seeing her face trying to avoid him, he squeezed her cheeks.

"What's with you?" he asked, laughing a bit.

Her forehead narrowed. "What…do you mean?"

He smiled sweetly as he looked down at her body. Her shirt was pulled down to cover her breasts.

Ariella just silently observed what he was doing. Although she was confused by his wife, she didn't say a word, instead, she smiled somehow.

She seemed to feel a tickle in her stomach causing her to secretly smile while Anton was not looking at her.

"You're so pretty, my wife."

Upon hearing this, her ears seemed to ring with those words. She can't hide that she felt that he was sincere in what he said.

It was just simple words, but they kept coming back to her mind.

Is he trying to make her fall for him?...

She just shook her head as she looked at the bed she was sitting on. Anton was in front of her, kneeling in front of her with his hands on the bed, and his tender gaze was on her.

Her heart suddenly….

"Why it seems like..." he paused and his smile widened. Ariella wants to take her eyes off him, but she couldn't.

Blinking….

Fast beating….

All of a sudden, he laughed and quickly kissed her on her forehead.

Laughing, he said, "Look at yourself, my wife. You are so cute." He squeezed her cheeks again.

He was very happy to see his wife's reaction to him. He couldn't stop laughing again.

Ariella laughed a little, but for some unknown reason, she felt something strange in her chest.

It was pounding so loudly that she could almost hear every beat of her heart.

After a few moments, Anton brought himself even closer to her, especially his face.

He stared at his wife.

Ariella looked into his eyes for a while. She couldn't help but think.

Is he sincere with me? Maybe he loves me, doesn't he?...

A warm and sweet smile suddenly appeared on his face. "My wife," he sweetly called.

To her surprise, she couldn't stop blinking.

It took a minute before he spoke again.

"...kiss me," he finally added.

Ariella just stared at him and didn't know what to do. Will she kiss Anton as he wanted? Or will she just stare at him as if her eyes were glued to his beautiful face?

From staring at his brown little eyes, she looked down at his sharp nose to his red lips that were simply enticing and delicious to taste.

She swallowed and bit her lip.

She took a deep breath before bringing her face closer to Anton's. Their lips are only a few centimeters apart, but they still don't touch Anton's soft lips. She still couldn't kiss Anton.

Is there any doubt in her chest?...

Anton closed his eyes and waited for Ariella to kiss him. He could smell her fragrant breath.

After a while, her lips touched to Anton's lips, but it wasn't a kiss, it was just a touch, but in an unexpected event, Anton began to kiss back until it became intense. She couldn't stop herself from reciprocating with intense kisses. They kiss more and more until their tongues are playing, and their saliva is flowing.

They couldn't stop their bodies from heating up until they both lay down on the bed. Anton was on top and they were still kissing.

They were almost panting from the intense kiss of the two of them as if they were thirsty and eager.

They don't even care if they run out of air as long as they keep doing what they are doing.

Their passionate kiss was interrupted when Anton lowered his lips to Ariella's neck. She was amazed at what he did.

He shifted her dress upwards and revealed her healthy breasts again in front of Anton. Somehow she didn't even bother to lower it to cover her breasts.

He completely took off her clothes. She didn't stop Anton or say anything.

She likes it too…

It was as if he was in a hurry when he also took off his white sleeveless shirt and claimed Ariella's lips again.

His hands roamed all over Ariella's body. His body was getting very hot even though it was cold inside their room.

Again, like before, his kiss went down until it reached her belly. There he stopped. His hands were holding Ariella's short skirt so that at any time he wanted, he could take off Ariella's skirt. Because of this, her chest beat hard like a drum. She knew what Anton was going to do so she suddenly felt a strange nervousness mixed with embarrassment and shame.

A few moments later, when she came back to her senses, she noticed that Anton was looking at her. She knows that Anton is waiting for her permission to do what he wants next.

Suddenly came to her mind. 'We are husband and wife. I should not shy of him.'

That's why she stood by her will. She smiled, grabbed Anton by the hair, and buried his face in her bosom.

Even before Anton was able to take off her skirt, she felt again a lot of desire and lust, a lot of body heat, a strange body heat.

She tilted her head, closed her eyes, and covered her mouth so as not to hear her grunt as her husband began to taste her rich jewel.

He continues to do this until his hidden weapon pulls out and begins the slow in and out of her womanhood.

Speed up… speed up…

Little by little, the in and out of his magical weapon speeds up in her wet womanhood.

They were panting as if they were both running fast. The shaking of the bed creates a noise accompanied by his grunting.

"Oh…uhh…MMM…" mumbles can be heard

A little more……go on…

Coming soon…

Until the sticky orgasms erupted, and they were both weak, panting, sweaty, and tired. It seems they both ran too far causing his body to fall on the soft bed.

Their hearts were beating fast, and they were panting a little as they both looked at the ceiling. They both covered their naked bodies with a blanket and filled their minds with something. There is a trace of a smile on their lips.

"We took 15 minutes," Anton gasped, still laughing at what he said.

Ariella laughed, thinking that what they did took quite a while compared before.

There is a trace of the smile left as if they succeeded in reaching heaven.

Ariella got up a moment later, the blanket still draped over her naked body when she stood up.

Anton's gaze followed her and tried to ask in her mind.

"I will take a bath. Would you like to take your bath with me?"

He smiled and shook his head. He could feel the extreme fatigue caused by the recent war between him and Ariella. He was still sweating profusely as if he had bathed in sweat.

Meanwhile, Ariella was still standing tightly holding the blanket to cover her naked body. Anton noticed that and suddenly laughed while watching his wife.

Her brow furrowed, wondering what caused him to laugh as he looked at her.

Is there something funny about me? He asked herself.

"What are you doing, my wife?" he asked, still laughing a little. He looked down at his body, at the blanket draped over Ariella's body. "Would you please give me the blanket? It's cold, my wife," he coldly said. The climate inside their room was cold, and he was naked and only his private part was covered by a white sleeveless shirt.

"It's..." she looked down, at the blanket covering her body. She had doubts again.

Why does she always feel doubt? Why should she be ashamed of her husband?

"... it's cold?" she asked. The answer was a smile and a nod from her husband.

She took a deep breath then courageously removed the blanket and immediately threw it on him.

Anton laughed again. Because she was naked, she ran to the bathroom with one hand trying to cover her chest and the other hand trying to cover her private part.

Anton got up and wrapped the towel, half of his body. He walked while massaging his shoulder.

He took his phone from the cabinet next to their bed. A large LED mirror is on top of it along with Ariella's other beauty products.

When he opened his phone, his picture with Ariella appeared on the lock screen. He smiled but after a few moments, he remembered the first time he and Ariella met. He remembered the photo he kept in the drawer. It was a photo of Ariella and her ex-boyfriend.

He pulled the drawer open. There were papers and the papers had covered the photo he kept there.

He opened the papers one by one. Maybe that picture was inserted in the documents. He wants to pick it up and tear it up, shred it, and burn it. There's no point because they're done and there's no reason for him to put it away.

When he was looking for the picture, two things shocked him when he saw them.

He took it and felt his nervousness.

He looked at the ultrasound picture and the pregnancy test- positive result in complete surprise.

His chest heaved but not later he felt happy. He thought he was going to be a father, finally.

But….

The smile disappeared from his lips. He felt nervous, surprised, and doubted by his wife.

She was pregnant? he asked himself.

All of a sudden, Ariella came out busy drying her hair with the towel she was wiping on her head

He watched his wife carefully and filled his mind with questions.

Ariella didn't know that she was still smiling at him.

"Ariella," he called.

She responded softly, "Yes?" When she looked up at him, she immediately noticed Anton's hand.