" Mi cara, my soon to be beautiful wife, mrs.salvia " I said to my most angelic person. I pick her up to sit onto my lap while I heard her small hiccup because of her crying eyes out. I nuzzle my head side of her neck, inhale the smell of real angel. She make a squeak sound and I keep smell of her neck. "S...stop" I heard her mutter with hoarse voice. No one tell me or order to stop. " stop? No one dare me or order me to stop. Maybe you want me to blow your pretty fine ass head with my loyal friend of mine ? " I sense her fear and she shook her head vigorously. I smirk to her response. "So baby, why do you ask your future husband to stop?" Fuck. I love to address me as her husband. I grip her waist tightly. "I...I..." stuttered again huh? "Tell me baby or..." she cut my sentence. "It's uhmm...umm..Ticklish" she's whisper with soft tone.my lovely baby angel.