CHAPTER 21

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"Prepare yourself, because you are the target of my desire. It's because of you why I am like this, and you will not die while I am here.". She whispered slowly in my ear.

She grabbed my chin tightly and I was surprised at what she did next. Oh dearest! This woman was full of surprises and I didn’t even know what I would do to get my heartbeat back to normal.

"You can touch me tonight Caio. You can cherish me, my body is free to you for tonight. Forget the laws, forget the reason why you are here. I want your attention to be only on me. Is that clear? ". She asked me seductively and my eyes were still closed waiting for what she would do next.

"Why?". The only thing I answered. I don't want to take advantage of her, anyone needs to be respected and I think what Zabea and I are doing is against the law.

But there is nothing I can do if my body itself does not follow what my mind says.

"You've touched me before, but you haven't seen my face yet. You're free to do whatever you want but you have to cover your eyes. I don't want you to see me". She whispered.

My forehead furrowed and I tried to open my eyes but a cloth immediately covered me.

She tied her hijab to cover my eyes so it means there is no hijab on her face and I really wanted to see her.

"Unfair for me Zabea". I whispered to her.

"No Mister. I'm sure you have benifits to be gained from whatever may happens to us". She whispered in my ear. The fabric of the hijab is very soft and it smells good.

The scent of her body attracted me and I almost couldn't wait for whatever Zabea was going to do.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy being with me tonight". She whispered again with flirtation.

I felt her take both of my hands and she slowly brought them to her face.

It was as if my whole body suddenly came alive and I was excited to feel her every curve, the softness of her skin, her smooth and beautiful face.

I sat down and held Zabea's waist so she wouldn't fall. She straddled me, both her arms are clinging to my neck.

I don’t see anything else, the only thing that works is my ear that can hear our heavy breathing, my sense of touch that I can feel every heat that our body’s adhesion makes.

Our position right now is face off, she is sitting on my lap and facing me.

"Will you let me do this?". I asked her. The breaths I take in and exhale are heavy because of the heat that builds up in my body.

"Do you want to do this?". She answered my question.

"I'm a man Zabea, I have needs. You're the reason my body heats up. But if you don't let me I'll just make way for the thing between my thighs to relieve the heat I'm feeling". I told her. She laughed softly. Her palms went to my face and caressed it gently.

"It's your fault why I'm like this Caio". She whispered.

"Is it bad?".

"For years I've only been so excited about a man, that I want to be touched by a man. As I said before, you're the target of my desire. So whether you like it or not you're going to fuck me tonight" . her voice was so soft and I could feel her excitement.

We are both consumed by lust and we can do nothing but to do what our bodies want.

"Can I kiss you?". She asked me. I brought my hands to her face. I feel every detail.

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