Page 44 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

It's all I manage to say with Zahir already covering my mouth with his, andoh, finally.

His tongue thrusts inside my mouth, and all I can do is moan at the familiar sweetness of it.

"I love you,"he rasps out.

And I just die, hearing this.

"I love you," I sob back.

And I want him more than ever.

I want him so, so much that I'm practically crying in frustration as I struggle with unzipping him.

Why. Is. This. So. Hard—-

Finally!

His cock springs out of his pants and all I can do is stare.

Is it normal for a man's member to be this—-

Aaaah!

Did Zahir just rip mytrack pantsaway—-

Aaaah!

And just like that, I'm naked on the waist down—-

"You are already wet for me," he groans.

My cheeks burn in embarrassment as he dips his fingers between my legs.

"Z-Zahir—-"

His gaze locks with mine as he starts thrusting his fingers in and out of me, and my hands curve helplessly over his shoulders.

"Ride me,habibti."

The command makes me blush even more, but I still find myself obeying his command.

I'm riding his fingers, andaaah!

He's pushed both my shirt and bra up to my neck, and he's captured my nipple with his mouth.

My head falls back as he starts suckling.

So good.

So, so good.

That I think I'm about to—-no!

I moan in protest when he yanks his fingers out, but when he pulls my hips back down, it's his throbbing length that finally, slowly, and steadily sinks inside of me.

Aaaaah.

A flash of pain, almost like a sting, is all I feel as something inside of me gives way to his thrust.

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