The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 82
"Go-shake," Ziva rounded his eyes perfectly.
"Yes, honey," said Lolan with a deadly smile.
"How's it?" ask Ziva who still does not understand.
"Look, just move your body as you please," Lolan led Ziva, moving just about any tiny Ziva's body.
Ziva could feel something down there growing bigger and bigger, scaring him, fearing Lolan Khilaf and devouring him right then and there.
"Why not just use soap?" ask Ziva slowly.
"Do you mind, honey?" ask Lolan.
"Ti-no, don't mind at all," Ziva replied quickly.
"Thank you, dear."
Ziva did as Lolan asked, moving his body over Lolan's lap. Lolan took Ziva's two hands, draped them around his neck. The faces of the two were very close together, Ziva could feel the fresh breath of Lolan's mint scent sweeping across his face.
Both of Ziva's cheeks immediately flushed red upon seeing Lolan's face that looked so savored. "Gosh, this is what makes me soar" Lolan said with a deep breath. Ziva doesn't care, he just focuses on his business. He just wants to quickly end the strange game he is now doing.
Lolan grabbed Ziva's slender waist, then buried Ziva's face into his arms.
"Emm ..." Ziva unconsciously said that when Lolan deliberately played the tongue in his ear that was very sensitive.
"Put off" pinta Ziva. However, Lolan continued to do as he pleased there.
Ziva who no longer moves his body, makes Lolan himself who moves Ziva's body. "Ge-geli," ringis Ziva tried to push Lolan's head, but Lolan didn't press him at all.
Because it was increasingly unable to bear, Lolan turned Ziva's body, until Ziva was lying on the bed and Lolan was on top of the tiny body* Ziva.
"I'm going crazy, Ziva. I'm going crazy, tell me what should I do?" lolan said with sweat pouring down. Lolan really is at the peak of lust. He didn't know when and how much longer to ask. Really, he really wanted Ziva right then and there.
"Lolan a-aku—"
"Sorry for scaring you, now go to sleep," Lolan pulled out of Ziva's body, laying down right next to Ziva. Then, Lolan pulled Ziva into his arms. Inhaling the scent of Ziva's body that was able to make him calm and tense.
"That's ... How's it?" Ziva looked up and asked what was still going on down there.
"Don't mind, let's just sleep, '" replied Lolan, burrowing Ziva's head into his firm chest.
"But—"
"Otherwise, sweetie?" Almost Lolan wanted to yell, lucky he could still control himself and try to hold back his emotions. Being at the peak of a burning desire, but not being able to let go. Of course, Lolan easily provoked emotions. If Ziva keeps talking, then Lolan will no longer be able to hold him back.
"My body is sticky, I want to take a shower first," that's not exactly what Ziva wanted to say. He only felt uneasy if Lolan smelled the scent of his body that to him smelled bad. Ziva did not know, if Lolan's weapon can stand just by inhaling the scent of Ziva's body that became opium to him.
"Take a bath tomorrow, now go to sleep" Lolan replied with his eyes closed. Ziva looked up again, looking at Lolan who was already asleep. No other choice, Ziva was forced to follow Lolan who had waded through the dreamland first. The two lovebirds slept close to each other.
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Spills ....
"Miss has to help until Lolan gets out. Miss doesn't mind, does she?"