FORBIDDEN LOVE BETWEEN ME YOU AND HIM

"Stop it, Dalton! What are you doing?" Laura Skye tried to push away Dalton Alexander, who had suddenly embraced her.

"Why, darling? Are you angry because I came back so late?" Dalton said, then hugged Laura's small body tightly.

"You must be drunk! Snap out of it; I'm not your wife!"

Laura still tried to break free from Dalton's embrace. She began to feel suffocated as Dalton forcefully kissed her thin lips.

Not only that, but Dalton seemed to lose control and began to unleash his desires on Laura.

Laura, who had just finished showering and was only wearing a night robe, began to weaken under Dalton's advances.

"Aahhm..." Laura moaned as Dalton's lips moved to her slender neck.

The fresh scent of soap made Dalton even more impatient. "You smell so good, darling!" Dalton praised, continuing to explore every inch of Laura's body.

He opened the night robe Laura was wearing, revealing her beautiful body, which made Dalton even more eager to begin his game. He started touching her smooth skin.

Laura, initially carried away by Dalton's passionate advances, came to her senses and pushed him until he fell.

"Stop, Dalton! I'm not Angie; I'm Laura!"

Dalton, who had moved away from Laura, held his head, which was throbbing from the alcohol. Then he crawled back towards her, sitting on the edge of the bed with her night robe open.

All Dalton could see was the beautiful body of the woman in front of him. He seemed unable to recognize the face of the owner of the scent that made him unable to contain his wild desires.

Dalton resumed his actions, causing Laura to be swept away by the pleasure given by her best friend's husband.

"Aghh...!"

Now Laura could no longer resist Dalton's touch.

As Dalton began to remove his clothes, Laura widened her perfect eyes.

"Why? Surprised to see how big mine is?" Dalton asked, then smiled at the adorable expression of his best friend's wife.

"Are you sober now, Dalton? Why are you still doing this?" Laura asked in surprise, because it turned out Dalton was no longer under the influence of alcohol.

"Initially, I was drunk, but when I heard your moans, different from Angie's, it made me realize that you are not my wife. Unfortunately, I like the sound of your moans, Laura! So let's just continue!" Dalton smirked, then pushed Laura until she fell onto the bed.

"No, Dalton, what we're doing is wrong. Let's stop here!" Laura immediately put her night robe back on.

But Dalton didn't want to be disadvantaged. He knew that Laura had experienced her first time, while he hadn't yet satisfied his desires.

He pulled Laura's hand as she was putting her clothes back on. Then Dalton again forcefully kissed Laura's thin lips.

Laura couldn't resist any longer. Now they were engaged in a passionate kiss.

"We've gone too far, so we might as well continue!" Dalton whispered in Laura's ear.

"But I've never done this before!" said Laura, who was starting to weaken and become addicted to Dalton's kisses.

"Don't lie, Laura; I know what kind of woman you are!"

Dalton ignored what Laura said. For him, this was a chance to satisfy his desires.