🖤Skin To Skin.🖤

Chapter SEVENTEEN

(ZAIN'S POV)

When Larona began to masterbate in front of my eyes, My manhood harden quickly. The beauty of her Brown-golden skin tone sets the heat up in my blood. As I feel my blood fill up my sex, in a calm manner I took out my joint and passed it to her for a smoke.

She accepts it and smokes some weed. My eyes slowly focused on her lips and how her eyes gradually turns red like she is Sleeping Beauty. I stood close to her and we simply took turns for smoking.

"I like a Teacher who's bad in the sheets and a lady at the streets." I let her know. She smiles further, and she lays out an arm to hug my shoulder. This led to our bodies be so close to each other and we stole a kiss from that.

"I love your skin tone. Zain. There's just something I will always adore about an African man." She softly said. I continued to give her my full attention for her to continue with her speech.

"when I feel such skin I imagine the word Bravery. It's inspiring how everyday a man needs to protect, provide and support his loved ones. The social ills that all black communities had endured and even lived life from, it created a deep strength which always leads to victory. So, when I feel your skin with mine, I feel safe and cared for. " she kindly confessed.

Without anything else to say, I went in for another kiss and it followed by other deep kisses. I paused to look at her pretty face and I could tell that she wants it just as much as I do. I used one hand to undress her bikini. She comfortably laid back on my table and I began to take off my formal shirt, unzipped my pants and all systems go.

She held a grip on the side of the table to keep her balanced while I was fucking her. She moaned in pleasure so much that the kind of sex we're having feels more than just a physical act. My strokes drove her crazy in love. Her pussy made me feel like a happy baby.

I touched her face to see her expression when she cums. She let it out a sexy voice when she mentioned my name in the heat of it all. I served her with more hardcore strokes to let her body realize who is the King in this palace.

Her legs started quivering and she called out my name beautifully. "I know princess, I feel it too." I assured her. Towards the end of our beautiful sex. I lean in for another kiss. We kissed for a while and we had come to an end of our special meeting.

As we both begin to dress up. My phone rang which slightly scared my princess. I apologized for that and I answered my phone call.

"Hello Mr. Radebe." a voice echoed from the phone.

My princess let me know that she's going to the restroom to wash her face and put on lipstick. As she left my office, my attention focused back on the call.

"Hello Mister. Can I ask who am I talking to since well this number is unsaved from my phone." I responded strictly.

The man chuckles for a moment and says "It's Mr. Rikhado my good man."

"What is it that I can help you with Dean?" I jumped straight to the point.

" I need an order of Glock Guns. 500 of them. Including a package of 1000 bullets for each gun." he explained

I rolled my eyes in boredom over this man's petty character however I accepted his request and gave him a directive to contact Rex for such information.

Dean agreed with that, and he continues to say something interesting. "I wondered if you are able to join the gala dinner. We will be hosted by the Vilakazi mafia family. If you care to join us, I suggest you to bring a lady with. Every man is required to come with his lady."

Just as I was about to respond, Larona enters my office again and gave herself a seat to sit. My smirking had me thinking of a different idea and then I said to Dean over the call," I'd love to be there my good man. " The phone call ended.

I went to my princess to give her a kiss on her forehead before I sat down with her. "Soon I will be away for a business trip." I announced.

"I can understand that. Thank you for tonight." she smiles. We gave each other a lengthy kiss before we could say our goodbyes for now. Before she stood up, I let her know this, "One other rule, I would like to add on." she turns to me in manner to pay attention to what I will say next.

"Always wear my anklet. If you go to work, cover it. Wherever you may be, make sure you wear it. Otherwise, we will not be on good terms. Am I clear on this princess?" I stated strictly.

"Yes. Zain. I will do so." she agreed with me.

"Good girl." I smiled.