"Aaa… Robert! You're lecherous!" Rose ruffled the man's hair. "Rose, I'm sorry … this is so soft," said Robert in a perverted tone. "Kyaa! Get rid of you, what are you doing here!" Rose is hysterical. She pushed Robert's chest away from her naked body, but it only sent Robert's body slumped down, until the soft friction against his bare chest gave Rose the chills. The subtle shock of shaking made him palpitate. "Get out of the way!" "It's slippery, Rose," Robert reasoned. The man actually acted as if his hand slipped in the bathup, so that his body hit Rose's chest again. He did it several times on purpose, until finally choosing to lean on the softness that so cradled him. Robert tried hard to hold himself back from doing more. He endured the itching in his hands that were about to touch the twin hills, as well as tracing the beautiful curves of the slender body of the girl who had actually become his wife. "Robert! A lecherous Playboy!" Rose ruffled Robert's hair, but what he did only added to the excitement in her heart and pleasure to the man. "Hmmm …." Robert muttered. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Rose's waist. He didn't move from above the woman's body using Rose's supple chest as a support for his cheek. Robert actually pressed Rose's body so that she leaned back against the edge of the bath up. Rose's hand was cold and shaking on the man's shoulder. For a moment, she did not have the strength to push the man's body. Her whole body felt weak, when the response she gave was different from her desire. The warmth of Robert's body made her feel like she was being sucked in like a magnet. "You did it on purpose, didn't you. You perverted Doctor," said Rose in a trembling voice. His breath was already tight. Rose was uneasy about this very unfavorable situation. He was naked without a thread, while Robert was still wearing his beach pants. 'This is really embarrassing. I was naked while he was still wearing his pants. Oh my God, what was I thinking? Wouldn't it be more dangerous if he wasn't dressed either? Rose! what do you expect from a man who forces you to marry?' Rose thought nervously. "Rose, I want you," Robert whispered softly. The man turned his face to stare deeply into Rose's brown eyes. He found doubt there. Robert wanted desperately to shake off all feelings of fear and worry in Rose. The man hoped to bring Rose to a sense of security and happiness. Seeing her silent reaction, Robert lowered his face and kissed Rose's lips. That slight initial touch made Robert unable to stop himself from sucking on Rose's thin lips. This woman was the only woman who had tested his patience so much. "Ahh," Rose let out a stifled sigh as Robert's long, soft kiss went down her neck. The girl who accidentally closed her eyes and enjoyed it all, began to dissolve in the intimacy that for the first time made her lulled. "H--stop it!" Rose gasped when she felt Robert's hands run down her buttocks down her thighs and lift her calves around his waist. Something about Robert's body stabbed and pushed Rose with fear. "Stop… I beg you," squeaked Rose pleadingly. Her voice was hoarse as the tears flowed out. "Robert, don't do that, I beg you." "Rose… I'm sorry." Robert was stung when he saw Rose's fragile face and eyes filled with tears. "I-I'm sorry." Robert reached out to wipe the tears off his wife's cheeks. He didn't expect that his act of wanting to unite himself would actually frighten the girl. For a moment, Robert thought that Rose was willing to give herself up to be Robert's completely. However, everything evaporated along with the tears that rolled down the woman's face. Robert closed his eyes tightly and got off of Rose's body. The man came out of the bathtub, walking by instinct in the dark. Robert took a step forward to reach for the towel, but unfortunately the man slipped. His ass landed hard on the tiles while Robert's head nearly hit the edge of the bath up, but was saved by Rose's holding hands. The impact didn't hurt Robert's head but hurt the back of Rose's hand. "Are you okay?" asked Rose worriedly, still with puffy eyes. Robert looked up and saw Rose's face like a guardian angel. It's beautiful with the light shining on it. The man thought for a moment by blinking his eyes without answering Rose's question, making the woman worried. "Robert, are you all right?" "Rose… you're so beautiful." Robert's soft mutter made Rose hold back a laugh. "You lecherous-brained Playboy!" She let go of her hand and patted Robert's forehead hard. "Ow, it hurts!" "Don't be spoiled, go quickly!" Rose sank her body back into the bath up. "Hahaha, okay." Robert tilted his head to stand up, but suddenly he groaned, "ARGH!" The man grabbed his back. "Are you okay?" Rose looked worried. "My hip hurts," Robert whined. "Wait a minute, I'll try to stand up." Robert looks difficult to move his body. The look on the man's face that looked pained made Rose couldn't bear to see him. "Stop. Let me help you." "But--" "Hey, don't look back!" Rose screamed when Robert was about to turn his face away. "Sorry." "Close your eyes!" Rose's orders were obeyed by Robert immediately. "Don't open your eyes until I tell you to!" "I see," said Robert, hiding his faint smile. Rose made sure Robert closed his eyes before he stood up from the bath. Rose stepped outside and washed herself in the shower first before drying herself off quickly. She wrapped the towel tightly before walking over to Robert. "Let me help." Rose took Robert's hand and placed it on his shoulder. "Can I open my eyes now?" "Don't talk too much, let's hurry." Rose pulled Robert's body. The man's body rose for a moment and almost straightened before he fell again, sending Rose slipping and falling on him. "Arch!" "Sorry." Rose immediately stood up again and returned to support Robert. This time she managed to help the man to his feet. Rose helped Robert walk to the bathroom door. "I'm still wet." Robert stopped Rose's steps. Rose sighed. "Wait a moment." She took a towel and held it out to Robert. The man's pitiful gaze made Rose realize that Robert couldn't do it on his own right now. Rose finally had to dry the man's body. "My pants are wet." "You can change it yourself." Rose took a change of clothes for Robert and put them on the bed while he went back into the bathroom to get dressed. Robert looked at a set of clothes Rose had chosen and smiled happily. "This is the first time my wife has provided clothes for me, thank you Rose." Without looking troubled Robert changed his clothes he then sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Rose to come out. Just as the bathroom door opened Robert groaned again. "Arkh… Rose, I think you should massage me."