My Dangerous Boy's

Part 70 - He Is Too Dirty

Damnit... Zavier!

Shella glared, then covered her body using the clothes she had taken earlier. He squinted sharply at Zavier and stepped backwards.

"What are you doing here?" he asked with a fierce tone, but it could not be denied if tucked a little nervous tone in there.

"A-i-i, t-ti-no. E-eh, I mean, your father told me to meet you in your room. B-but, I didn't know that you were half-naked like this" said Zavier, then gulped his saliva with great difficulty.

Hot sweat started pouring down Zavier's temple, causing the man to rub his face several times. He blinked his eyes, staring directly at Shella's smooth body that was clearly plastered. Well, even though the woman was still trying to cover her half-naked body with the clothes she was holding.

"Hot," he muttered in a small tone, but Shella could still hear it from a distance.

This bastard! it's in the heart.

It felt like the girl was eager to slap Zavier's cheek a few times, making the man immediately aware of what he had just said.

"Can you come out for a second?" shella asked, then lowered her clothes to the lower area in order to cover her from Zavier's mischievous gaze.

The man raised one eyebrow. "You kicked me out?" tanyanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

Zavier took one step forward, making Shella even more excited in her place. As if not enough, he again stepped one step, as if to enjoy the nudity of the woman.

"Going one more step, I'll make sure your valuables will be cut," Shella threatened in the end.

Zavier. He stared at the woman with a hint of horror. "You're too cruel, Shella," he said, retreating one step back.

"If you cut it, we can't make the little cute baby," Zavier added with his eyes.

Bawdy...

Shella leaned closer to the back of the closet as she stared at Zavier with an increasingly horror look. "You're too dirty, Zavier."

"Hmm?" muttered the man, then stepped out his feet quickly and headed to Shella's place. It did not take long, Zavier immediately stood firmly in front of the woman accompanied by a charming smile.

"After all, my words are right, right?"  his whisper in the right ear of Shella, made the woman feel the tingling sensation due to her actions just now.

"You're too advanced, Turner!" shella's strangulation was held back as Zavier further tightened himself with his tiny body.

The woman's cheeks instantly met red. He continued to grip tightly the clothes he was holding and rewind his body back even though it had been blocked by the closet. His heart pumps faster, making Shella uncomfortable with all Zavier's behavior.

"When can we make it?" ask Zavier with a frontal. Her brown eyes shifted from Shella's face and traced her nape, then down again into the recesses of the smooth neck that was always beautiful whenever in front of her eyes.

Zavier licked his lower lip which suddenly became dry. He thirsts.

"I have a lot of soap to clean your dirty brains, Zavier!" shella said and held back the chest of Zavier's field which suddenly flanked him more and more. He's a little claustrophobic due to this big body confinement.

"I didn't need that thing, Shella. I just need you for my life," Zavier replied, before suddenly hiding his face inside that smooth neck niche. He bit the skin and kissed it once.

Ah, this is her favorite neck.

"What are you doing!" shella's shriek grew increasingly limp in place. He kept trying to push the chest of the field, but without expending all his strength. I don't know, he suddenly became limp to fight Zavier.

The man smiled inside the curve of Shella's neck. He continued to throw the action, which is to kiss his neck and suck the scent of the girl's body, making Shella more drunk and unable to fight anymore.

Zavier moved both of his hands, bringing Shella into his arms. He gently rubbed his soft hair using one of his hands.

"You haven't had a shower, have you?" asked Zavier, then held back his laughter that was about to burst out. He sucks the scent of Shella's body once more, before turning his eyes to the pretty face.

Shella, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes wide. He stuttered, before shifting the man's head away from his neck.

"W-what?" ask Shella stammering. He immediately pushed Zavier's chest with all his might, and finally succeeded. The man slightly moved away from his place. The hug came off.

"Go there! I want to wear clothes!" shella screams while shifting Zavier's body to get out of his room. "Go!"

Zavier gave her a smile, before she finally left. The man will give Shella a short time so that she can get dressed again.

Zavier came out of the woman's room, went down the stairs and went straight to Shella's daddy.

"Why out?" william asked when he saw Zavier sitting on the couch across the table. The man's face looked a little sour, making Shella's father chuckle amusedly.

"Umm.. daddy's son was still half naked up there, so I was immediately kicked out of his room" Zavier said with his innocent face. He scratched the back of his head that did not itch, then drank a cup of tea on the table that William had prepared for him. He had to refresh his mind from that smooth, featherless body first.

"Saddening" said daddy Shella as she shook her head. The middle-aged man stumbled on a silent smile.