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I didn't proof read.
📍HILTON BALI RESORT
Z A R A
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. "Why yuh phone a ring so much?" I turn, annoyed. I see him approaching the net bed with a tray of fruits.
The champagne in his hand.
"Make wah a gwan a yard stay a yard," he chuckles.
He's all about me.
Love this fi you girllllll!
I trail my eyes on his tattoos, liking how sexy he looks even in a robe.
"Look at you...a Jack of all trades, you're now a waiter," I joke. "What's next?"
"A father?" a smile lits his face.
I laugh.
"Are you finally happy?" I don't take my eyes off him.
"Yah...." he licks his lips.
"I am too...you make me happy," I press the sheet to my chest. His eyes on my breast. The look from earlier returns.
I look down.
Naked? Yes I am.
Have I been ridingggg? Ever since we came back!
I wanted to get his mind off things. He has been through a lot.
"Anything for you," I smile at him. I just love how at peace he is. He's like the breeze.
"How round two out here again sound?" he makes me shudder.
I was thinking the same.
"About right..." I cross my legs, pulling the sheet up to my chest.
"Alright..."
"This place kinda stay like Maldives...isolated, oceanic and Boujie," I say to him. He steals a kiss from my lips and slip a finger in.
I gasp, he pulls it out.
"You gonna suck that off?" I stare at it, he blushes.
"Mmmm?" I'm blushing too. He brings his finger to his lip and sucks it off. His eyes still doesn't leave mine.
I stare at him in silence.
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