The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
This ... is like a dream!

Shaka still refuses to get out of Zahira's body. He was still not satisfied looking at the face of his beloved wife who was under his confinement. Lips ranum, messy hair accompanied by sweat that soaks the forehead increasingly makes the woman look more sexy. A flash of events a moment ago when they melted into one made the corner of the man's lips pulled upwards. He is very happy because he can enjoy the beautiful paradise of the world with his loved ones.

Zahira, who was still closed, felt being noticed. Instinct says that a pair of eyes are looking at him. He opened his eyes, two eyes against each other.

For the first time in history, the couple looked at each other with sad eyes and spread loving gazes at each other. Although the lips are unable to say, but both can feel a sense of love that is bubbling in the chest.

Being noticed so closely made a tinge of pink hue appear on both of Zahira's cheeks. The beautiful doctor raised his right hand up, covered his red face like a fresh tomato then turned his face the other way. "Don't look at me like that, Ka!"

Shaka chuckled softly, with no intention at all of releasing his maleness symbol at the core of the wife's body despite it having passed a few minutes ago spewing out all the hot lava from inside her body. "Why can't you, Ra? Is it forbidden for a husband to look at his own face?"

"There are no such rules. It's just, I'm embarrassed ...."

"Then why?" sergeant Shaka fast. "Don't tell me you're embarrassed to remember how wild you were when we made love" the man said, raising both eyebrows at the same time. Whether he got enlightenment from where, the man was eager to tempt Zahira. Moreover, the shy attitude of his woman makes him more anxious and eager to repeat their hot game.

Hearing the sound of sighs, small screams and shrill sensual pitched make the lawyer lost his mind. He was infatuated with the figure of the woman who had now become his.

"Dammit, Shaka! What the hell!" annoyed Zahira because the man even teased her. Already knew he was embarrassed, but Shaka instead wanted to play around with him.

Zahira pinched her husband's belly, and was about to push Shaka's body away from him. However, as quickly as lightning the burly hand blocked the woman's wrist.

"Ra, I love you" Shaka said. However, the statement of love spoken by the man managed to damage Zahira's feelings that very second.

"I love you too, Shaka. Very ... love you very much," Zahira smiled back and hugged her plain body tightly on it. She stroked Shaka's back, rubbed it slowly, saying that she loved and loved her husband sincerely.

Shaka kissed Zahira's forehead, nose and lips. After that, he threw his body next to the bed. Squeeze the athletic body with muscle carvings everywhere, then pull a white blanket to cover the plain body of both.

Both change position with sideways, both faces with sad eyes. A sweet smile continued to expand at the corner of Zahira's lips. The woman continued to observe Shaka's face. Sometimes smiling and embarrassed.

"Why smile for yourself? Is there something funny, hem?" Shaka was curious about Zahira's attitude that seemed so excited.

Zahira. "Nothing. I just can't believe we just melted into one. It feels like a dream," the woman replied with a small laugh.

"Yeah, I actually feel the same way about you. However, the scent of your body that was so fragrant made me realize that we have become one. You belong to me and I belong to you. No one else can snatch you from my side, okay?"

Unwilling to answer, Zahira prefers to reach out to cupper Shaka's face and land a kiss on the man's lips. Shaka knew that he loved the man long before the lawyer realized his own feelings.

Shaka replied to Zahira with passion. Something that had fallen asleep had now risen again. "Ra, I want more. Can, huh?" said the man while gently rubbing the surface of the skin of his beloved wife's body.

Zahira looked up for a moment, then a pink hue reappeared on both cheeks. The face turned in any direction, hiding a pink tinge on his cheek.

Shaka laughed, then carried the woman's body until no distance separated them. "It doesn't matter if I'm a pervert to my own wife. You can be mad at me if I'm a pervert to Zi-"

Zahira raised a sharp glare, then hit the chest of Shaka's field. "Don't say that name again if you don't want me to wipe out your core!" threatened really. Pouty face with pursed lips forward.

The young lawyer who had just broken his fast after years of waiting for a delicious dish in front of his eyes only chuckled softly while watching with a roar of hunting breath. The surface of the skin that touches each other causes a tensile sting of thousands of volts making the man even more uncontrollable.

Without wasting any time, Shaka restrained Zahira's body and then bit her lips in a fit of anxiety. "My shining star, do you have the heart to cut my core? If you're trashed, how can I win your father's heart so he won't be angry with me anymore?"

"Your own fault! Why mention that name again in those moments"

"Eugh! Eugh!" Zahira was unable to continue her words anymore as the handsome man on top of her again showered her lips with a blind kiss.

Shaka just let go of their lips after they almost ran out of oxygen. "I'm just kidding, Ra. Besides, in my heart right now there is only a name you are. His position is no longer in my heart. Really."

Zahira stared at Shaka's brown iris stick, figuring out the truth of each man's words. It's true, there's not the slightest lie there.

Again and again, Zahira cupped the husband's face. "I believe in you, Ka." Then, he wrapped his hands around the man's neck and whispered, "Do whatever you want to do. I'm all yours, Shaka Abimana."

Shaka's right hand immediately threw the blanket wrapped around the body to any place. Then began guerrilla going everywhere, touching some sensitive points of the wife.

Zahira's voice trembled as she felt the warm palm playing around down there. "Shaka .. i-"

"Prepare for the second round, honey. I guarantee you'll be hooked."

Zahira's body softened again as Shaka's tongue swept across her exposed neck and the top of her chest without a single piece of cloth. The man's knees shifted the woman's legs until both legs were outstretched. There was no chance for the woman to run let alone retreat because it had raised a great dragon made in the Middle East.

Shaka kissed, fondled and gently touched Zahira's body, then when he felt she was ready enough, the man began to press his hips slowly.

Zahira hissed as she felt the pain sting again. He hugged Shaka's back tightly until the woman's nails stuck in the man's back. "Geek!" his groan in between the roar of hunting breath.

"Yes, Honey. I am here and will always be by your side" Shaka replied as he began pumping in a slow motion. Over time, it gets more brutal. Entering his wife with a fast tempo .. the faster and faster to make Zahira overwhelmed to compensate for the husband's game.

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