Ch-5 # WANT A RIDE

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The supremacy of his beginning possession is so apparent that is going to monopolize her soon.

He licks his lips from where she bit, "Too meek", the lust surges in his eyes.

"I am not gonna say no. No matter who you love and whom you want to marry. For me, my father' decision is eternal law. Got it.", the lust in his eyes is speaking, he purses her lips with his fingers, "and this is the sign that we are gonna engaged in two weeks."

"So, no backing off.", the dominance and formidability in his utterance proclaims for her that there is no way for her escape.

He lets her loose in tears, fears and confusion. As she released, she gathers courage and rushes out of his room.

He rubs his lips again, "with a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride..", and does some dancing steps of Michael Jackson, "Aahh.. My Pee-baby wants a ride now", he says to his bulging cock.

The felicity of kissing her is so immense for him that he himself didn't know the limit.

"I am devil. A real devil.", he says to himself putting his hand on his face, "I don't know but she triggers me always and the way she shivers satisfy my sense of dominance", he brushes his hair with his hand, "Even I am not that kind of person to enjoy someone shivers, but why she is becoming so special to me. Aarrgghh.. No, this is all because of her boobs that I saw accidentally. Haahh.. I am such a pervert?", he keeps questioning to himself.

Zarnab rushes to her room crying and throws herself on the bed, "So vulgar! Heuk! How dare he?", she touches her lips with her fingers and the taste of blood that she had biting him makes her feel bad about her.
And with the sudden disgusting thought she rubs her lips on her pillow and buries her face crying.

After some seconds she lifts her head and looks at her hand that touched his balls and it still shaking, "Heuk! If he were Falak, I would be please to touch it. But never to Zaeem. Heuk! I hate my hand now. It got impure.", she says with a pout.

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"I should go apologize to her.", Zaeem keeps thinking in perplexity, "But why I apologize.", his devil side says to him, "Why? When eventually I would become her husband, then why? She must be used to bear my antics. She should try to understand me", the thoughts are not leaving him alone, so he rushes to her room to talk to her, "If she doesn't understand me, how will she satisfy me after marriage.", he reaches to the door of her room and opens it while thinking.

He sees her sleeping on her stomach "Oh!", he goes to her and looks at her face with devouring instinct. Her eyes are still showing the traces of tears, "Aarrgghh... She kept crying for a forced kiss. Was my kiss that bad?", unintentionally he checks his breath, "Even I am not a bad breath, then why she cried so much. Aarrgghh I know because I forced the kiss on her.", he holds her hand and lies close to her looking at her face that is half sunk in the pillow.

The sight of her sleeping face lulls him to sweet sleep.

Morning kisses their bodies with warmth, throwing a new and refreshing puzzle towards them. Zarnab gets up, Zaeem is lying besides her.

Her eyes see him as she opens them, "Aaaawww.. Now he starts to come in my dreams too.", she feels like she is in a dream, "I never get to see him so closely. His eyebrows are so thick and in sexy shape. Though his eyes are not so big like mine but looks perfect with these eyebrows.", adoring him with her eyes, "Hmm.... His lips are not full, maybe that's why he like full lips. Even his lips are in a shape that look hungry for kiss", suddenly she comes to her senses and feels like it is not a dream.

She shakes her head to get her conscious back, but she feels her hand locked in his as she tries to get up and looks at him again.

She gets shocked to see him lying near her in reality, holding her hand sleeping so calmly and his body still in his dark green office dress. She hurriedly snatches her hand away that causes a jerk and he gets up with that jerk, "Aaahh.. Aaaooohhhh..", he yawns and sees about himself.

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