My Hot Baby's
Not Level

Slowly Zareena pulled her lips from the unusually warm entanglement game. However, Tristan felt lost. He wanted again, and instinctively, Zareena's body he was resting on the wall. He cupped the nape of the neck of the woman and then back to close his lips.

Zareena placed one palm on Tristan's waist, then another on the man's field body. Tristan is warm and so sturdy. Zareena can feel if Tristan's heart is beating fast as it is today.

"Open your lips" said Tristan.

"You're addicted to pecking my lips?"

"Look, just to twist each other you can't."

"If you don't like my game, why do you want to keep putting yourself in front of me?" Zareena.

"Just want to teach you how to curl your lips and stick your tongue together" Tristan said.

"Because you said so, it's better to stop this game right now. Just so you know you're not the only guy I've ever touched his lips."

"Oh, yeah." Tristan laughs. "Then show me your skills, Miss."

Zareena cupped Tristan's two shoulders and then put her lips together again. Deep, powerful, urgent, and merciless.

Tristan continued to tease, biting until Zareena clutched the man's shoulder. Tristan's tongue swept out the inside of his mouth. One of the man's hands went around his back, then down and massaged the full body of Zareena.

Tristan pressed down, tightening himself up until Zareena felt their bodies rub against each other. He can feel Tristan's forbidden passage being harsh and urgent.

Tristan's thumb stroked the nape, Zareena looked up so that the man deeper into his lips. He was washed away and so resigned to that tenderness.

Zareena looked into the eyes that were currently pleading. His index finger stroked from the eyelids, the nose bone down to the lips. Zareena accidentally made Tristan dip his index finger then the fingers went down to the junkyard and stopped when Tristan's shirt got in the way.

"Your words are so wishy-washy. You said you weren't interested in me. What proof is it now?" Zareena stabbed Tristan in the heart with her index finger.

"What's? That was, but now I want to take you on an adventure."

Zareena pushed Tristan away from her. "I told you once. You don't deserve to be with me."

Zareena steps away, but Tristan grabs her hand. "Just be honest with me if you're tempted, too. You enjoyed it."

"I'm a normal woman, but I'll never sleep with a second-hand man like you."

Tristan dumbfounded. "What did you say?" ask when he regained consciousness. "Used man?"

Zareena releases her hand from Tristan's grip. "You're not my level."

After saying that, Zareena walked away from Tristan. Can't believe if he's been underestimated by a woman. Zareena, even said that she's not that woman's level.

"Damn! How brave he is" said Tristan, who pulled his hair back, and then ruffled his waist. He was emotional, but there was nothing he could make as an outlet for his anger. "In one month, Zareena. I'll have you in a month. Believe it or not, you're the one who's gonna turn yourself over to me."

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