
... SPOILER CHAPTER 1...
“Sssshh . .mmhhh . .”
The cry sounded. When a hand managed to slip into the pajamas Layla was wearing. His fingers danced over that soft white surface, moving slowly around every inch of the pure white body still clad in pajamas.
Not satisfied to get there. This time the owner of the fingers began to reveal a cotton cloth that covered the surface of the white skin. Until Layla's stomach was plastered, which made the owner of the hand gulp his saliva rough.
“Indah.” One word that the man muttered as he looked at Layla's navel. Round, with the right size, and not too deep. The guy likes it.
Then he brought his face closer to Layla's stomach. Sniff the distinctive aroma of the navel area, then blow it slowly. “Fuuuhhhh . .”
The girl's body wriggled, warped, forming erotic movements. Making the man who was currently still on his stomach, gulp back his saliva rough.
“No I thought. Turns out you're so sexy, Sister.” muttered the man.
Layla Zavira, 20. The beautiful girl of her stature was currently sleeping in her sleep. He did not know that at this moment a man was playing on his stomach. His physique was tired after almost nine hours of work, plus a row of piles of homework that he had to do after returning home from work. Makes the girl sleep like a dead man.
How not. His strength was strengthened for seventeen hours. From dawn to night. Almost nine hours at the factory, the rest at home. Every day after the dawn service. Layla had to dwell in the kitchen preparing food for breakfast all residents of the house. After that, he had to clean the entire house from dust that stuck on the floor, as well as on the surface of other objects.
Layla also had to wash the dishes that everyone in the house used for breakfast. Clean the kitchen, making sure it is neat and shiny before it leaves. Only then did the girl pack up to do her job at the factory. And, after returning from the factory a myriad of homework awaited him again.
Only when performing the prayer service did the girl rest her body. Until finally the body fell asleep after completing all the homework. Half past ten in the evening.
Tonight is like a dream. Layla felt her body being touched by a hand that she herself did not know who. The girl in white again stretched her body, after the fingers were quite rough it tickled her stomach.
“Mmmmmhhh . . .” Layla. More sounds like mumbling *******. Makes the man's breathing algorithm even more irregular.
It's dreaming. Layla knows that. Feeling his body like being electrocuted when the fingers were increasingly playing on his stomach. Layla's breath was restrained when the owner of the hand breathed his warm breath into Layla's ear. Make the girl squirm her head in the opposite direction.
“Tonight you’ll be mine, baby.” hiss the man in Layla's ear.
His fingers are running rampant. Not just looking for the stomach. However, this time it began to wander Layla's entire body. Stroking from the tips of the toes, moving up and down through the cotton cloth that still wrapped his cousin's two legs. Down waist. Then stop at Layla's neckline, play for a while there.
The man hasn't touched Layla's chest. Deliberately jumping his fingers from his waist, directly to his neck. Deliberately leaving the most sensitive parts for as a last resort.
It is like a familiar voice in the ear. Layla could faintly feel it. Even when the man's hands touched his head. Moving, facing the spotless beautiful iras towards the side. The girl felt like this was real!
Layla wrestles with her inner self. Trying to deny all the drowsiness that is currently whack. Slowly he moved his eyelids. Trying to wake up from sleepiness. Wanting to immediately make sure the illusion of fantasy that crawls his dream, it is true is only a delusion.
The man brought his face closer. Want to touch Layla's lips. Feel the surface of the unspoiled lips. Gurgling sweet and warm lips ranum currently in front of him. His hand had already blocked Layla's head. Squeezing the thick pile of thick black hair that is still tied with a tie of brown tassel hair.
It's breathtaking. Finally, after a long time he waited. Today also comes. Hahahahah . . . . the man laughed in his heart.
“B-bang Ke-kevin?” Layla. Half muttered as his bright brown bead caught the figure of Kevin's face, his cousin's brother. Even in the dark. However, he was sure if the man who crawled his body was Kevin?
Kevin Sanjaya, 26. The man with a height of 173cm was just returning home to celebrate a party held by one of his friends at a famous club in the center of Medan. He staggered a little while holding the wall down the room in his house, towards his room. However, his steps came to a halt as his manic was directed towards the back passageway towards the kitchen.
He then turned his body, as well as his steps towards the kitchen. Stop right in front of a room door, holding the doorknob. Chequek! The sound was heard as Kevin pressed down the doorknob of the room.
The door to the room was unlocked. And I don't know why Kevin's happy to know that. The parasites carved a smile, slowly Kevin settles inside. His intention is only one. Want to see how beautiful the face of his cousin's sister was while being sound.
Instead of just looking. In fact, it was as bright as the evil intent in his heart. His admiration for his cousin's sister's face brought Kevin's violent desire. The first one who just wanted to see. Turned into a forbidden desire to have. Especially when his hands managed to uncover the cotton long-sleeved pajamas that Layla was wearing. Showing the girl's beautiful navel. Increasingly provoke Kevin's maleness instinct to be able to immediately have the body of the girl who was born from his aunt.
“J-don't!” Reflex. Layla's right hand pushed Kevin's face back. Making the man's neck wrench, almost sprained.
Surprise when seeing the form of his cousin brother from a close distance is the cause. Layla's right hand, which has a strong instinct connected to her brain, spontaneously pushes Kevin's head.
“Damn it!” The man cursed while holding his neck which was painful. Sorting briefly. Then he sat up and grabbed Layla. However, her hand was quickly outmatched by Layla's hand movement which immediately threw a pillow roll over her face. Rushed up from sleep, leaving the bed that was still occupied by his cousin's brother.
It made Kevin more angry. He who was half his soul was already affected by alcohol, threw away the bolster Layla had just thrown. Moving down from that four-foot narrow bed.
I have to get it tonight. It must be mine!
TBC.
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