Rimbaud's girl

new home.

bedroom.

Gabriel pushed open the door, hurriedly took off his coat, and threw it on the floor, "Are you asleep?"

Seeing that she had taken off her wedding dress, changed her nightgown, and was sitting quietly by the bed, she smiled: "You are so cute. I thought you would ignore me and go to bed first." Walking to the bed, smiling, she lowered her head and thought to kiss her.

He drank a lot, but not drunk.

There was a smell of alcohol, and Vitaly pushed his face away in disgust.

"What's wrong?" He muttered dissatisfied.

"You drink too much."

"I didn't drink much, really not."

"Go take a shower first, I'll put water for you."

"Oh! What a hassle! Do I have to go?"

"Must go." She pushed him.

"Okay then. Don't sleep yet, wait for me." He ran to the bathroom in a hurry.

Vitaly couldn't help laughing.

Gabriel is actually a big boy under the age of 21, and he is easy to deal with.

It's a little nervous, it's their night and the first time they've been honest with each other.

There is no advanced experience to learn from this kind of thing. Mrs. Rimbaud talked with Mrs. Orland once, and finally decided to ask her mother to tell her some knowledge that women must know.Vitaly received the pre-marital education with her head down and blushing. Although, she has a lot of theoretical knowledge about these things, but she has never practiced them.

Is it like this, or is it under the quilt?

There seems to be no fixed pattern.

She stood up, took a few steps by the bed, stopped again, not knowing what to do.

The kerosene lamps are placed on the bedside tables on both sides. The brightness is just right, not too bright and not too dark.

The floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony were open, and a cool night breeze blew in.

The maid placed a flower basket on the balcony, which contained bouquets of white roses and jasmine.

She thought this was Mrs. Oran's arrangement, or Gabriel's arrangement?

The bedding is Mrs. Orland's aesthetic, the bedspread is a gorgeous gold-edged rose pattern, and the bed sheets are the finest cotton fabrics that can be found in this era, delicate and soft.I always feel a little strange without decorating my own home with my own hands.

Family.

What a beautiful word!

She leaned against the head of the bed, pulled up the thin and soft silk quilt to cover her legs, and picked up a book, but her mind was not on the book at all, and she didn't turn a page for a few minutes.

Gabriel quickly emerged from the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

His chest is not broad and thick, not the kind of strong body with six-pack abs, but still a lean body like a teenager, but his chest and abdominal muscles are still considerable, and the muscles are tight, which looks very delicious.

She had been watching him since he entered the room, and sat up a little nervously.

He walked up to her without saying a word, with a faint smile on his face, he took her hands and placed them on his chest.

She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe, and fumbled in his chest in a daze.I have to say, it feels really good!

He laughed when he was touched, and said in a low voice, "What are you touching!"

Then he sat down next to her, hugged her waist, and kissed her earlobe, neck, and shoulders indiscriminately.

She was nervous and excited, and he took off her nightdress at some point.

The Japanese-style tie nightdress specially chosen for the night slipped from the shoulders.

I don't know when the two of them have already lay down.

His fingers were clumsy and frantic, she trembled slightly, felt dry mouthed and dazed, she wanted to push him away, but she had no strength in her whole body, and couldn't move.

His body was covering her, she felt a bit heavy, but felt that it was a burden she could bear.

"Does it hurt you?" He asked hastily.

"A little."

He hurriedly raised his upper body.

"Weiwei, we're really married, aren't we?" he asked foolishly.

"No, you are dreaming."

He chuckled and bit her lip.

Whisper in her ear: "I'm going crazy!"

"Be careful, don't... I'm afraid of pain."

"I know," he brushed the hair off her face, and said softly, "I will be very careful. But you may still feel a little pain."

"You, do you know what to do?" She was puzzled.

"You'll find out later." He bit her lip again.

He called her name over and over again.

Vitaly.vivi. Darling.

I want her to call him by his name, I want her to call him "master".

The air is slightly cool.

The light of an unextinguished kerosene lamp.

Sweet scent of citrus.

His body temperature suddenly became hot.

She closed her eyes, still seeming to have sparks jumping in front of her eyes.

A cool night breeze blows in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying the faint fragrance of roses and jasmine.

He's a little clumsy, but overall, not too bad.

A little pain.

more joy.

what!Such a good night!

That feeling was so strange, and the first pain was not serious, but before she realized anything, he hurriedly finished.

well!Only now did she remember that he didn't use a condom...

But she was so tired that neither of them cared about cleaning themselves up, so they just fell asleep cuddling each other.

In the early morning, she was woken up by him again.

She frowned, "It hurts."

"I'm sorry, but...be patient." He was a little anxious.

"Ah!" He was covered in sweat, dripping sticky on her body.

"Does it hurt?" He caressed her face lightly, "I'm sorry."

"It hurts a bit." Dog man!Just take care of yourself!She is not very happy.

"Then what should we do? Do you want to rest for a few days?" He frowned in annoyance, "I thought we could do it several times a day after we got married."

Arrogant man!No, pompous dog man!

"Don't think too much about your physical fitness." She said ruthlessly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the rope beside the bed, "I'll ask someone to boil the water, you can take a shower before going to sleep."

"Um. Oh, you tell Layla to come in and change the sheets."

"now?"

"Stupid! Wait until after I go to take a shower."

"Let's go together." He turned to one side, took a clean towel in his hand, and wiped her body.She thought he was enlightened and knew that she didn't like sweating on her body, but she didn't expect him to wipe her sweat just to...

dog man!It's hopeless!

For three whole days, except for going to the bathroom to take a shower, the two of them stayed on the bed for the rest of the time, and Gabriel never let her leave the bed casually.Vitaly didn't know how many meals a day and when to eat. Anyway, whenever she was hungry, she would ring the bell to ask the servant to bring food up.

A young man who has just tasted the taste of lust has unlimited energy, not to mention, he has a lot of theoretical knowledge!He is also good at playing tricks!

So the word that Vitaly said the most these three days was "no".

He felt sorry for her, and he held back when she said "it hurts", but he would ask her to try other things, for example, use her hands.

Shy to death!

"It's ugly." She said with disgust.

"Ugly?"

"It's not very beautiful anyway."

"Beauty and ugliness don't matter, as long as it satisfies you."

It is very interesting to develop each other's bodies!But the problem with the dog man is that the indicators for a man to be satisfied are obvious, and he is very happy when he is satisfied, and he has no idea that she is not good at all!

But it's not bad at all, anyway, what should I say?She will be happier when two people hug each other, but if she really wants to do something indescribable, it's actually not that good.

It didn't take long for her to figure out what she really liked.

"But you didn't say it before, how do I know you like this better?" He dared to look aggrieved.

Too lazy to talk about him, "You know now. Also, don't wake me up when I'm sleeping."

He smiled a little wickedly, "But I like it very much. You are the cutest when you just wake up in a daze."

"It's because I won't reject you before I wake up." Damn it!

"Don't you like it? I thought women would love sex."

"Nonsense! Obviously, men like sex most."

"Of course men like to make-love. I'll only make-love with you in my life. I love you, Darling. I love everything about you. Your face, your mind, your body."

She put her fingers into his hair, and suddenly pulled his hair very hard.

"Ah!" he cried, "little bastard!"

The punishment bit her quite hard.

"It hurts!"

He said vaguely, "Tell me, could my seeds have already been planted in it?"

"How can it be so fast! I don't want to have children now."

"But wouldn't it be great if you had a child?" The hand continued to move, with suspicious skill.

She finally thought of asking him, "How do you know so much? Do you dare to say that you haven't slept with other women?" Suddenly angry, she desperately took his hand away, "If you don't make it clear, you don't want to touch me again !"

"You stupid woman!"

"Are you looking for a fight?!" She blushed with anger.

"Ah!" He propped his head on his hands, "You are so stupid! Men don't need to sleep with women if they want to learn something from them."

"Then don't you still need, need to touch other women's bodies? What kind of logic is this? If you don't put your little brother in it, it won't count?"

Gabriel was a little confused, "Isn't it? I should tell you what kind of virtue a man has. A man like me who has never slept with a woman before marriage is still an aristocrat. You can't find one in 1 people. You made a promise and I kept my promise, isn't that enough?"

"Not enough!" She angrily pulled up the quilt to cover herself, "Take your hands away! You're not clean anymore!"

He looked confused, "But you didn't say—"

"Do I still need to say it?" Dog man!You go with yourself! "You go, you go to the guest room, I don't want to see you."

He was completely stunned, "What did you say?"

"I told you to go." She turned over and turned her back to him.

"I'm not going." He leaned on her shoulder. "You're a weird girl. I don't know why you're angry, but I can apologize to you. Darling, what are you upset about? Darling, Darling, don't Get angry, okay?"

He also got into the quilt, wrapped his arms around her waist, and tried his best to cling to her.

She squirmed, unhappy, "I don't want to right now."

"Don't you want to? I promise it hasn't touched other women."

"You really**!"

"I am your husband, your master, you have to listen to me in bed, obey me, obey me, and satisfy me."

"Fart! You should obey me, obey me, and satisfy me in bed."

"Okay, I can obey you, obey you, satisfy you in bed. So, are you satisfied?"

After all, he was satisfied, and she softened into a puddle of spring water, unable to remember why she was unhappy before.

The author has something to say: *The review is so expensive, I really didn’t write anything.

*Gabriel's way of thinking is a typical male chauvinism, not having sex is his bottom line.To read the story and characters depends on the background environment at that time. Why syphilis was an epidemic disease in all countries in the world at that time (in fact, it is also an epidemic disease now), it is because men do not feel that they need abstinence at all. It was very common for wealthy people to sleep with their own maids and keep mistresses.

*What exactly is locked?Can't even write nouns?There is no movement, what's the problem with saying a few nouns?

Gabriel was already a rare man in the environment at that time who could be regarded as clean and self-disciplined. If there is any discomfort here, the author will not accept criticism and writing guidance.