chapter 17

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The past two months with Zipho have been pure bliss. After I opened up to him, we never discussed it again, and he gave me space to confront my demons. However, he was adamant about me not returning to my place, saying, 'I'll move to the guest bedroom if space is what you need, but I'm not letting you out of my sight.' He only moved out for a day, and the next morning, he was back, showering me with affection. The sex is incredible, and our chemistry is undeniable. A pregnancy scare prompted me to get a shot; although I envision a future with him, it's too early for us to bring a child into our relationship. I still want to travel, explore, and enjoy our time together without added responsibilities

He's been working in Johannesburg for three weeks now, and I've only seen him once. The distance has taken a toll on me, and separation anxiety has been getting the better of me. Despite our daily FaceTime calls, it's just not enough. I'm counting down the hours until he returns today. We're attending a braai at his friend's house, and although I'd prefer to have him all to myself, I know I can't keep him from his friends, who haven't seen him in ages either. 

As I spot Zipho walking towards me at the airport pickup zone, my heart skips a beat. We haven't seen each other for three weeks, and the sight of him takes my breath away. He looks even more handsome than I remembered, his chiseled features and bright smile radiating warmth. His deep, dark eyes sparkle with excitement, filled with a hunger that makes my pulse quicken.I'm enveloped in a bone-crushing hug as he spins me around, his strong arms wrapping around me like a vice. "Nhliziyo yam," he whispers, his voice husky with emotion, before releasing me from a kiss that leaves me breathless. I'm a blushing mess, my cheeks flushed with desire.

his athletic build is evident even under his casual attire, and his enticing scent – a mix of his signature cologne and his natural musk – fills the air, making my heart race. His muscles ripple beneath his skin as he moves, and I can't help but notice the way his biceps flex as he gestures. As we drive back to my place, the tension between us is palpable. His hands roam over my body, sending shivers down every part of me. I'm lost in the intensity of our reunion, my heart soaring with joy. I know this will be an unforgettable evening, and I can't wait to spend quality time with him, enjoying the meal I prepared and each other's company

As we step into the house, Zipho's arms encircle my waist, pulling me close. The moment the door closes behind us, he locks me in a passionate kiss, his lips devouring mine. I feel myself being lifted off the ground, and he carries me to the lounge, settling onto the couch with me still wrapped in his embrace.His hands continue to explore my body, playing soft, sensual melodies that leave me breathless. I wind my waist against him, a subtle yet unmistakable signal that I crave him just as fiercely as he desires me. The air is charged with tension, and I can sense the hunger in his touch.

I want him to take me right there on the couch, shamelessly and completely, our bodies surrendering to the passion that's been building between us. The thought sends a thrill through me, and I deepen our kiss, inviting him to claim me as his own.he sneaks his hand and softly unbuckles my shorts like we have all the time in the world he lifts me up as he lowers my shorts and i get off him and remove the pants and unbuckle his as well lowering them to his calves i get  on my knees and rubs softly on his rising member he chuckles lightly as i take all of him in my mouth, my tongue singing soft melodies as he runs his hands on my bald hand motivating me to go faster. 

i go faster, my tongue swirling and circling his head as my hands gently caresses the rest of him, taking all of him in stroking and slurping as i continue worshiping him as he pushes himself further down my throat, my gag reflexes have taken a day off and that motivates me to go even harder as his groans and light cursing stroke my ego. i feel him tensing up but i am not done with him just yet, i get up and mount myself on him and he's only too eager meet me with thrusts that shift my organs he gently rubs my clit as he pulls me to a hungry kiss with his free hand .

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