Most Beautiful Khilafat

The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 5.

Zayn got out of bed. Just as she was about to step up, Zahira quickly got up from her bed and hugged the man from behind. Zahira placed both hands on Zayn's chest and gripped him firmly. "Don't go, don't leave me!" lirih Zahira's.

Zayn let out a heavy sigh. His body responds to Zahira's touch which gives him goosebumps. There was a sense that somehow controlled him, his heart racing as fast as a marathon run.

"Zahira, please let me go! This is wrong" Zayn said in a trembling voice. If only Zahira's status was not the wife of people, Zayn wanted to make Zahira his right now. But Zayn has to go against his will, Zayn doesn't want to get entangled in an illicit relationship.

Zahira let go of his embrace. Instead of letting Zayn go, Zahira moved away from her position. He stood before Zayn, then eroded the distance between them. "Make me yours Zayn, I beg you!"

Zayn gasped at hearing that, his body growing uncontrollable. Especially now that the bodies of the two of them were already attached to each other.

With puffy eyes, Zahira poked her hand at the nape of Zayn. He punched and gently wiped the man's lips, melu*matnya and opened his mouth so that Zayn could go deeper and deeper.

"Zahira.." said Zayn.

"Take me flying with you, Zayn! Make me your world and treat me gently!" pinta Zahira shortly after removing the link of their lips.

Zayn flinch withstanding the tightness that increasingly pierces the heart, it feels inappropriate for a Zayn to take what is not his right. But Zayn also could not resist the already tempestuous desire in him. Zayn wanted the woman, he wanted so badly.

"Zayn, I want you. Take me with you!" muttered Zahira with a demanding look. It seemed like Zahira had lost her mind, the betrayal made her forget herself and forget her status.

"Zahira, please control yourself! It's Zahira's fault, we can't do this." Zayn is still trying hard to deny his wishes even though he is actually no longer able to control it.

"I don't care, I just want you" Zahira said. He again punched and devoured Zayn's lips. His hand moved touching the waist of the man's pants.

After successfully removing the button, Zahira lowered the zipper and removed the link of their lips. Zahira crouched down and pulled Zayn's pants up to her ankles.

"Zahira, please understand! It's wrong, I don't want you to regret it later." Zayn said with trembling legs.

"I won't regret Zayn" Zahira then lowered Zayn's guard.

After the bottom of Zayn opened completely, Zahira rose from her squat. He held up the t-shirt attached to Zayn's body until the man was completely innocent of Zahira's crazy behavior.

Enough Zayn dodged and tried to convince Zahira, now he can no longer hold back. With his arms, Zayn lifted up Zahira's tiny body and dropped her on the bed.

"I've remembered you over and over again, now don't blame me for doing this to you! And remember, I'll never let you go after this!" threaten Zayn with a demanding look.

With the roar of breath increasingly hunting, Zayn forcibly pulled the clothes that are still attached to Zahira's body and threw them away.

"Mkl..." Zayn melu*mat lips Zahira blindly and go deeper and deeper. The decapan of the two fused to fill the void of the room. Hot, the two sucked each other enjoying the taste of the unknown. Even the two of them freely twisted their tongues.

Satisfied to enjoy Zahira's tiny red lips, Zayn went down and licked the woman's earlobe and gave a little bite that made Zahira bite her lips.

"Zayn.." de*sah Zahira with a very seductive voice.

Zayn swallowed his saliva with great difficulty watching how seductive the woman under his confinement was. How foolish is the man who wasted Zahira, the perfect woman in Zayn's eyes.

Without thinking Zayn immediately buried his face in Zahira's neck. He dipped it and licked it, then bit it to the point that it left a deep red historic trail. Zahira squinted her eyes enjoying the man's game.

"Will it continue?" zayn asked with a breath of gasp.

Zahira did not reply, but she nodded in response. Zayn would not reject it.

Without thinking Zayn immediately took off the bra that still covered Zahira's breasts. As Zayn's eyes widened, the sight was so beautiful and seductive that it made him gulp with difficulty.

"Can I have it?" Zayn felt like he was in a dreamland. If this is indeed a dream, Zayn does not want to wake up again. Let him sleep forever and make Zahira his.

Zahira nodded again without a word, it was okay to give it to Zayn rather than her heartless bastard husband. Lagian Zahira is also lucky because she has not released it to Roni, the man who turned out to make it as an actor.

With a roar of breath increasingly hunting Zayn quickly squeezed the two chewy mounds. He devoured it mercilessly and played the shoots of the mound with his tongue. Zayn bit him every now and then, Zahira mende*sah and squeezed Zayn's hair. His body trembled feeling an unknown sensation. It is difficult to express in words.

The more Zahira mende*sah the more excited Zayn was made. For a whole new time this time he touched a woman who made her organs ache to the roots. Even the point begins to harden to hold the libi*do that is increasingly exploding.

"Come on Zayn, take me flying with you!" Zahira squirms as her nervous system loses function.

"I'm sorry, sorry." said Zayn. He swiftly lowered the barrier at the core of Zahira. Again Zayn's eyes widened watching the prominent hill, very beautiful with a little grass decorating on it.

Zayn bent Zahira's leg, knowing this was the first time Zahira had done it. He wanted Zahira to enjoy it with the gentleness he created himself.

"Aughh... Yes.." de*sah Zahira as Zayn's tongue sweeps away the core.

Zayn could not lie to himself, the distinctive aroma made him drunk to forget who he was.

"Faster Zayn! Aughh..." Zahira let out a small scream as something flowed from the core. Instantly Zahira's body twitched, her trembling legs reached the peak of satisfaction.

Without waiting, Zayn got up and directed his junior to the core of Zahira. Zayn rubbed it and entered slowly.

"Aakh... Sick.." Zahira groaned with glazed eyes.

When Zayn fell silent, he stopped him.

"Sorry Zahira, I can't do it."

Zayn rubbed his face violently, then let out a heavy sigh. How could he possibly take the virginity of someone's wife? Isn't that not his right?

"Do Zayn, do it!" pinta Zahira pleads.

"But Zahira"

"Don't insult me in this way! Do you want to humiliate me like that bastard did?" Zahira stared at Zayn.

"No Zahira, I didn't mean to insult you. But-"

"Alright if you don't want to do it, I can find another man." Zahira was about to get up but Zayn held him back.

"Don't Zahira, I don't want you to be owned by another man. Just let me!"

Zayn melu*mat Zahira's lips gently, both of them puffing each other. Then Zayn's hand led his junior to Zahira's core.

"Aakh..." Zahira grimaced on Zayn's lips. Zayn silenced her so that Zahira's screams could not be heard in her ears. Zayn is not.

Slowly but surely, Zayn did it very carefully so that Zahira would not be in too much pain.

"Jully!"

Whether in the thump how many times, finally the two people are united. Although it hurts, Zahira restrains him by biting Zayn's lip.

Now the pain is changing favorably matchless. Both of them are racing to the peak of enjoyment that every human child longs for.

"illness?" ask Zayn when he's swinging his hips.

"Not anymore" Zahira replied with a smile.

While fused Zayn still had time to wipe Zahira's lips and devour the two chewy mounds alternately.

De*sahan Zahira fused with Zayn's groan. Their voices could shake the entire room.

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