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“Not at all. I want you to consent to everything that goes down tonight if I agree. With the way you’re standing there eye-fucking me, I’ma need you to be fully coherent if I slide my dick up in you.”
“We exchange names, and then you tell me the quickest way you want me to make you cum right now.”
Zahir had no plans on washing the remnants of her from his face. He simply dragged a hand over his mouth and rubbed her juices into his beard as if it were an organic oil. He was adding Sovanna’s essence into his regimen only for the night.
“Eyes open and on me. I need you to take this dick down your throat ’til your voice is raspy.”
“Mmm,” she hummed, pulling him out of her mouth to say, “I do love him.”
“Because getting to know you is on my agenda, and I’m a man who believes in handling business in a timely manner.”
“It’s coo’ baby doll. You don’t want me to take you out. I can accept that for now. How about we come to a compromise of sorts? You tell me something you want, and I get to feel you cream all over my dick again. That is necessary like a mothafucka,” he said with a grit in his tone, gently squeezing her waist.
know this journey you’re on seems scary, but that’s okay. Embrace it. Sometimes life requires us to do the scary things. Otherwise, we won’t know what the other side of that looks like.”
a man wants you, he is going to come get you or send for you. It was that simple, and Zahir needed her to understand that.
“You’d fuck me in broad daylight in your mom’s driveway?” “Beat that shit down, baby doll. Don’t test me. Give me a kiss.”
Grief isn’t a linear emotion. It’s a multifaceted, complex response that no one, not even the strongest person, can hide from.
There was nothing sexier than a man who loved a woman for exactly who she was, not what he wanted her to be.
The damn Cookie Monster. Zahir might as well dress up in a furry blue suit from now on.
“That’s the passcode to unlock my phone. My jeweler's name is saved under Naaz. Call and let him know your ring size. Ice your ears and wrists out, too.”
“Do you truly believe that I ate your soul from your body as a game? Taking eight inches of my dick down your throat was a joke to you?”
“We’re good now. But just so we’re clear… I will break a niggas jaw behind you, so don’t ever play them get back games with me.”
