Chapter 37

Clarie and Lucas hugged each other tightly after the man's request to be satisfied again that morning, even though they had done it twice last night. The man stroked his wife's golden brown curly hair gently and lovingly.

"Have you decided where to go for our honeymoon, honey?" Lucas asked softly, his chin resting on the top of his wife's head. Clarie pulled away and stared fixedly at the man she wanted, who was now her legal husband.

"How about we go to Paris instead?" said Clarie smiling with twinkling eyes.

"Okay Honey, we'll be there soon. I'll ask Rebecca to take care of it," Lucas replied while kissing Clarie's forehead.

Cups!

Clarie pulled her head back and looked into her husband's eyes. "I love you, Mr. Henderson. But . . . let me take care of it, poor Rebecca must be busy with the baby."

"It's up to you if that's what you want, honey. Choose what you want, I will grant it."

"Thank you darling."

"I'm the one who should be thanking you, Clarie... because you agreed to stop by in my life."

"Okay, no problem and now please let me go, Mr. Hender-son, I'm going to pack," Clarie begged but the husband instead tightened his grip on his wife's body.

"Soon Honey, I still want to enter you..." said the husband even though he closed his eyes but managed to make Clarie sigh.

"God, I'm tired Honey, I'm hungry too. Can we continue later? I can't wait to go to Paris," Clarie sighed, trying to shake off her husband's strong arms but it didn't work at all because he wasn't as strong as Lucas.

"One more time Honey, I promise we'll have breakfast after this," Lucas pleaded, now having opened his eyes.

Clarie took a deep breath, she couldn't understand why Lucas wanted to continue making love to her. Rather than continuing to be detained like this, it is better for her to smooth out her husband's request, after all it was very pleasant. "Okay, promise me that after this we'll go," said Clarie giving up, pretending to be sad and resigned.

Lucas was immediately excited, Clarie was indeed the best woman he had met. "Agreed Honey, come on top of me," Lucas ordered immediately let go of his arms and glanced mischievously at his wife.

Clarie was silent but she immediately climbed onto her husband's thigh, immediately grabbed and played with Lucas' manhood which was now completely his alone. Lucas's manhood was already pointing up, no wonder the man asked him to immediately go up, apparently his had grown to stand perfectly straight. Clarie massaged him slowly, up and down making Lucas close his eyes as well as sigh.

"Aaaakh ... Clarie," said the man while watching the work of Clarie's hands on his manhood.

Clarie smiled, she then sucked her husband's manly shaft until it was completely immersed in his mouth, moving his head back and forth. Lucas' hand didn't just stay still, his right hand moved to press against the back of Clarie's head so that his wife almost choked. He immediately withdrew.

"Ugh... Do you want me to die honey?!" Clarie snapped a sharp look at her husband.

Even Lucas chuckled. "No one dies by choking on their genitals, darling, don't be joking." His left hand plays his wife's nipples. Clarie sucked again on his husband's big cock, throwing his manhood in and out continuously into his mouth. Clarie was starting to burn with passion because of Lucas's touch on her nipples and his other hand squeezing her sexy ass.

"Come on, Clarie ... get in now," Lucas ordered impatiently.

Clarie stopped sucking, but still licked her husband's cock while glancing at Lucas, intending to take revenge on her husband. She wet his husband's hard shaft all over, not intending to sink to his core so quickly.

"C'mon Babe, do it now," Lucas begged, his wistful gaze really made Clarie unable to stand it and almost carried out her husband's orders. However, she didn't want to obey immediately, Clarie continued to play on her husband's trunk, continued to lick while massaging him. And Lucas couldn't bear to enter Clarie anymore, but his wife seemed to be working on him instead.

"Come on, Clarie. Please, rock on top of me." Lucas pointed at his cock and Clarie, who was already at the peak of desire, still ignored her husband's request.

Finally Lucas sat down and lifted Clarie's body and positioned it on top of his thigh, Lucas smiled and so did Clarie. He wrapped his arms around his husband's neck, Lucas hugged his wife's slender body tightly, while exploring his wife's neck, leaving a kiss mark there.

"Aaahh... Faster, honey." Clarie swayed around, also moving up and down and back and forth.

Plaque!

Lucas slapped his wife's buttocks, even though it was a little hot but in fact it actually ignited the passion of the two of them, the atmosphere became very hot. Clarie swayed at a fast tempo because she wanted to reach the top, while Lucas let go of her embrace and put his hands behind his back, silently watching his wife rocking on top of him, then finally they let go together.

"Nice honey," Lucas complimented his wife who was still on top of him. Both of them went limp, Lucas then took Clarie into his arms, Clarie's head on his shoulder with both arms still around his neck. "It's nine o'clock, I'm hungry but I'm tired," complained Clarie, breaking down.

"We don't need to go out, let me get us some food honey." Lucas stroked and kissed his wife's cheek, Clarie broke away from Lucas and lay down beside her husband who was still sitting. Lucas then covered Clarie and she left because Clarie closed her eyes again.

***

"Have you booked our tickets yet, honey?" asked Lucas on the sidelines of their meal.

"Okay, we'll be leaving at five this afternoon," Clarie said casually, enjoying the burger in her hand.

"What? Why this afternoon Clarie? I haven't even spoken to Rebecca."

"Then I'll just tell him, it's okay right?" Clarie grabbed a flat object lying on the bed, immediately put down her burger.

"It's not that we're going on a honeymoon honey, it's a matter of work, I need to talk to him alone, okay?"

"Oh, okay, okay." Clarie nodded in understanding and Lucas moved to the side of the transparent window to contact his old secretary. Leaning against the wall waiting for Rebecca to pick up the phone.

***

Clarie and Lucas sat side by side in the business class passenger seats. Lucas relaxed while holding his wife's left hand tightly, Clarie was nervous because soon the plane they were traveling on would land and arrive in Paris after being in the air for more than 7 hours.

A few minutes before the plane landed, the two of them prepared themselves to get off, packing their cellphones and other belongings.

"Why are your hands so cold, honey?" Lucas asked turning to Clarie.

"Em-I'm just happy to be able to take a walk here, one of my wishes has come true," replied Clarie with rosy cheeks.

Soon the beautiful flight attendant in front spoke. "On behalf of American Air and the entire crew, I would like to thank you for taking part in this trip. We look forward to seeing you again on future flights. Have a great day."

"We're going to have fun in a bit, honey." Lucas smiled at Clarie.

Soon the plane landed and with the direction of the flight attendant they all got off the plane, walked on to the place where the goods were collected. Lucas and Clarie kept hand in hand the whole time. Clarie is afraid of being separated from her husband while Lucas wants to continue making out with his wife.

A few moments passed. Clarie and Lucas were dragging their own suitcases, still hand in hand.

"Where's the taxi you ordered, honey?" Clarie asked, looking around.

"In a moment, I'll look for it. Sit here, wait for me okay?" Lucas said about to leave.

"Don't-I'm afraid to be alone in here," Clarie intervened pitifully.

"I'm just a minute, honey." Lucas turned around and rubbed his wife's cheek gently. "Why are you scared? I'm just going to look for the driver, aren't you tired? You want to go wherever your husband goes, hm?"

Clarie nodded, Lucas finally had to walk to find the driver by dragging two suitcases, followed by Clarie who walked slowly behind him.

"Don't hurry, I'm so tired," Clarie squealed tugging at Lucas' leather coat.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Lucas turned and looked worriedly at Clarie. The girl bent down, supporting half her weight on both knees.

"No, I just want to get to the hotel."

"I told you you should just sit pretty, no need to come."

"So? You're saying I'm wrong, Mr. Henderson?!" Clarie snapped, straightening up, looking at her husband with a sharp gaze like a bow.

"N-not like that, honey."