MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 104'S
Zalfa's heart beat violently hearing a single word that slid from Arkhan's lips. The man's face was very close to his face, the man's eyes were pushy, his breathing was fiercely hunting. Zalfa's face paled with fear.
And even with just a single pull, the Zalfa hijab slipped off the head and landed on the floor. The gameplay made of molor material is also easily pulled by Arkhan until the neck of the shirt slid to the stomach. The man had quickly managed to strip off his clothes.
Arkhan's desire became increasingly to see the scene before his eyes, the body of his wife who he had always been proud of, clearly displayed before his eyes.
“Arkhan, stop!” Zalfa held Arkhan's arm as the man pulled Zalfa's shirt down.
“Why, hm? You still expecting your ex? You want him to touch your body and fuck you?” Arkhan's voice rang out. “Foolish with all the deals you made in premarital, I just want to sue for my rights.”
“Do not do, Arkhan!” Unknowingly, tears were dripping from the corner of Zalfa's eyes. His eyes are angry because they feel threatened.
“You sinned by rejecting me. You know that, don't you? Why violate? Just for the sake of a man who is haram for you to think about, you are willing to struggle with mistakes.you do not want all your deeds to be melted down by deeds that you already know their sins, right? Don't talk much!”
“Arkhan!” Zalfa held Arkhan's hand which had now touched his chest.
“Stop talking!”
“Stop! You scared me!”
Arkhan frowned and stopped his actions.
Arkhan was silent, apparently Zalfa's refusal was because he did not want to be hurt if Arkhan was still in an emotional state. Arkhan sighed. Highlight his pushy eyes slowly turned shady, his fierce hunting breath, slowly changing in order. His tensed expression also turned relaxed.
A few minutes the two exchanged looks.
Arkhan observed the pale face of Zalfa who looked terrified. His hand was raised then landed on Zalfa's head and stroked him. While the other hand rubbed the dripping tears.
“I scare you?” whiskey Arkhan.
Zalfa nodded.
“I'm not angry anymore,” Arkhan said later.
Zalfa was silent, his bead was still watching over Arkhan's eyeball which was no longer nanar. Yes, the man had already mastered his emotions.
“I won't hurt you,” Arkhan continued making Zalfa's fears fade a little. “I will not be rude. Fear not! I'll do it very gently.” Arkhan raised his face and gave a soft kiss on Zalfa's face without wanting to miss the delicate skin even if it was just an inch. Amazing, Zalfa didn't fight back. Seeing Zalfa's silent reaction, Arkhan's bead glanced at Zalfa's face which looked like resignation. The corner of the man's lips was also slightly interested.
Zalfa had no power to resist, not because he could not resist the power of Arkhan, but because he wanted to hold fast to his religion, which required him to obey when the husband asked for it. He just closed his eyes and let Arkhan do anything to him. That touch, that elusan, and all Arkhan's actions were repeated. Zalfa was half able to recall the events that had happened to her when she was in a half-conscious state. Now, nothing would stop him from saying that he enjoyed the heaven of the world Arkhan gave him through his touches and might.
TB