A Forbidden Love story...
No one wants to see them together. Whenever they're around each other, all hell let's loose and chaos erupts everywhere they go.
Naledi Minentle Mxenge
Her parent's love died before it was given the chance too bloom, she w...
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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 18
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"Wetsang?" I gritt out. He remains silent, his lips placing kisses down my jaw. "Samkelo" I hiss, moving my neck to the side, allowing him acess. "I'm sick of your attitude" He confirms, pulling me closer to him.
My body goes rigid when his hand reaches way lower than it's supposed to be. My heart rate picks up and I stare into at his eyes as water glides down my body. It comes to my mind that I'm naked... Infront of him.
I reach to cover myself but his other hand grips my wrist, pushing it away. His teeth grip onto the flesh around my neck, digging his teeth into it. I wince, feeling his hand on my abdomen.
His wandering hand palm my left breast, molding the flesh inbetween his fingers. I slowly close my eyes, welcoming the sensation. His other hand grops my honey pot causing a loud gasp to leave my lips.
He runs his finger around my clit, pinching and pulling it. "S-Samkelo" I breathe out. He pecks my cheek, prodding my entrance with his middle finger. I heavily breath out, just as his finger sinks into me.
I shudder, gripping onto his shoulder. He slides it out before shoving it back into me. I flinch, as he starts moving it. I mewl, clawing at his shoulder. I whimper when he slides his second finger in.
It's an uncomfortable sensation, he rubs my clit to reduce my tense muscles. His fingers swiftly pump, and I increase my grip on his forearm. I turn my head to the side, burying myself in his chest, crying out in pleasure.
My knees buck sending me over the edge, my lips part open and a sinful sound leave my mouth. He tightens his grip around my waist, mercilessly moving his fingers in me.
My leg starts to shake, indicating that my release is near. Just as I reach my peak he pulls out. "K-Kanti ke eng ka w-wena?!" I pant, turning around to face him ignoring the slight pain on my lower abdomen. He only whistles, walking out of the shower.
I click my tongue, washing my body once again before stepping out. I find him lying shirtless on the bed without a care in the world. "Mxm" I walk past him and get into the closet. I get dressed, feeling VERY pissed off if I may add.
