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A R M A A N

Our lips were hopelessly tangled. Perhaps it was the first time SHE didn't even attempt to resist me. Because at that moment, she felt the need for my shelter herself. And I already knew it.

I know Darling, that, when you need me and when you...... desire me.

And this time, I can see desire in your eyes.

Her heartbeats started racing, and in the silent room, only the sound of her rapid heartbeat echoed, mingling with the movement of their entwined lips.

As we lost in each other's embrace, her breath became shallow, her heartbeat quickened, and amidst the quietness.

Suddenly, I couldn't resist anymore, I gently released Her lips and, in the next moment, lifted her onto my shoulders.

I adore having her on my shoulders, and I can't wait to have her legs draped over them too, with my co'k forcing her to the core and then, she'll forget everything and eveyone and the only thing remain in her mind will be..... ME. and only ME.

I can sense that her mind was tangled at that moment, and she didn't even realize when we entered another room, and I laid her down on the bed with me climbing on top of her, kissing her lips like a man possessed.

Her condition was deteriorating because I was not willing to give her a chance to breathe

No, Darling, this is not the time to breath. It's a time to get breathless, senseless and powerless.

Not only were my lips touching hers, but my whole face was caressing hers. Our noses were colliding so badly that suddenly when I felt that during this kiss, She had once again forgotten to breathe.

Uuh! This Girl.

I immediately pulled my lips away from her's and started looking at her red-face.

In that instant, I pulled Ayesha close to my chest in one swift motion, and while turning over onto my back, I laid her over me, gently stroking her back, and whispered, "Breath, Darling!"

As soon as those words escaped my lips and brushed past her ears, at that very moment, she suddenly regained consciousness and took a deep breath with force.

Finally, her life was coming back to her. Which I almost took away from her.

She began to breathe deeply, almost as if she was trying to catch up on all the breaths she had missed.

Moments passed by as I slowly lifted her face. Her eyelashes were lowered in embarrassment.

F'ck! Don't do this!

Brushing aside her damp hair, softly, I asked, "Do you trust me?"

As Ayesha gazed into my eyes in response to my question, she didn't need a moment to ponder her answer. With a surge of emotions, she met my gaze with fervor, tilted her neck, and softly said, "Are you still angry with me?"

I'm not gonna answer this. Let she assume that I'm still angry with her.

And the question she asked, on thay , I swiftly flipped her over, pressing her beneath me on the bed.