FIFTHY
KUMKANI
l made my way inside and there she was lying on the sofa eating popcorns whilst watching Netflix. The time is already 6 pm and lm hungry ...l smirk walking towards her and she smiles as l go on my knees kissing her stomach.
Kumkani :Hey you...
Anashe : Hi , you look tired .
she says brushing my head softly as l continue to kiss her stomach pulling up her shirt .
Kumkani : hmm l had a busy day l'll tell you more about it once lve eaten .
Anashe : Okay let me go get your food in the microwave .
She says attempting to stand but l stop her .
Kumkani : I'm not talking about that kind of food , lm talking about you .
she gasps looking flushed l use my hands to wrap her legs around my waist , l stood feeling my crotch growing . She already has her face hidden on my shoulder l smirk thinking about the things lm going to to to her .
In their room , Anashe sat bound to a chair, the ropes digging into her skin. Her breath came in sharp gasps as the Kumkani circled around her, his footsteps echoing in the silence. His fingers traced the lines of her face, the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts. She shuddered, her body betraying her with its desire.
"You're mine," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "All mine."
She fought the urge to lean into his touch, to give in to the need that thrummed through her veins.
He moved behind her, his hands roaming over her back, her shoulders, her arms. His touch sent a ripple of heat through her body, igniting a fire in her core. She tried to resist, but her body ached for his touch, for the release he could bring.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "You want me, don't you?" he whispered. "You want me to take you, to devour you."
She bit her lip, trying to suppress the whimper that threatened to escape her lips.
His fingers moved to her wrists, tracing the ropes that bound her. He untied them, one by one, the sudden freedom sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She rubbed her wrists, trying to regain her bearings, but he was already moving, pulling her to her feet. She stumbled, her legs still weak from the hours she had spent tied to the chair.
He caught her, his arms like steel around her waist. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, his voice dark with desire. He pressed her against the wall, his body flush against hers.
She could feel the heat of his breath against her neck, his hands exploring her curves, his lips trailing down her collarbone. She tilted her head back, giving herself over to his touch, her body surrendering to the delicious ache of desire.
"I want to taste you," he whispered, his tongue flicking out to tease her skin. "I want to devour you."
She gasped, her body trembling with need.
He spun her around, pushing her up against the wall. "Get on your knees," he commanded, his voice a low growl in the darkness.
She obeyed, her heart racing as she sank to the floor. He loomed over her, his presence like a shadow against the moonlight filtering through the window. She could feel the hardness of his arousal against her cheek, the heat of his breath against her skin.
"Open your mouth," he growled, his hand tangling in her hair.
She obeyed, the scent of his desire washing over her like a wave. He brushed the tip of his arousal against her lips, teasing her, taunting her.
She closed her eyes, her breath catching in her throat as she surrendered to his desire. His hand tightened in her hair, tugging her head back, exposing her throat to his ravenous gaze.
"You're so beautiful," he growled, his voice a low rumble in the darkness. "So beautiful and mine."
She whimpered, her body trembling with need, her mouth open and inviting. He pressed himself against her lips, sliding between them, his desire growing as he felt the warmth of her tongue against the tip of his arousal.
He groaned, his pleasure like a drug in his veins. His fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place, as he began to slide himself deeper into her mouth, his hips rocking against her. Her hands found his thighs, gripping him for support, her body moving in sync with his as he thrust against her.
"Yes," he hissed, his pleasure mounting with every stroke. "Take it, my beautiful captive. My lady in red"
She whimpered around him, her body trembling with need, her mind clouded by the heady intoxication of his desire.
He drove deeper, his thrusts growing more frantic as his pleasure built. She clung to him, her tongue swirling around his arousal, her moans of pleasure vibrating through him. His grip tightened in her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat to his ravenous gaze.
"I'm going to take you," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm going to take you and make you mine."
She whimpered, her body quivering with anticipation, her mind lost in the haze of desire
He pulled her to her feet, spinning her around so that she was facing the wall. He pushed her against it, her breasts pressed against the cold stone. His hands roamed over her body, his fingers grazing her skin, as he pushed her skirt up, revealing the curves of her hips and the expanse of her thighs.
"I'm going to have you," he growled, his voice like a dark promise. "I'm going to take you until you beg for more."
She whimpered, her body quivering with anticipation, her mind lost in the haze of desire.
His fingers found the wetness of her desire, teasing her, taunting her. She gasped, her hips arching into his touch, her body desperate for more.
He pressed himself against her, his hardness throbbing against her ***. "Beg for it," he growled, his breath hot against her neck.
"Please," she begged, her voice hoarse with need. "Please, I need you."
He groaned, his desire building with every stroke, as he slowly pushed himself inside her, filling her to the hilt.
She gasped, her body arching back against him, as he began to thrust, each stroke deeper, harder, more urgent than the last. His hands found her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples, as his teeth grazed the nape of her neck.
She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure, her mind lost in a fog of ecstasy. He groaned, his thrusts growing more frantic, as he drove deeper and deeper inside her, claiming her, possessing her, making her his.
"You're mine," he growled, his voice raw with desire.
Their bodies rocked together, a symphony of pleasure, a duet of ecstasy. His hands tightened on her hips, holding her in place, as he drove deeper and deeper inside her, their skin slick with sweat, their bodies aching for release.
"Yes," she gasped, her voice a hoarse cry in the darkness. "Yes, I'm yours."
He groaned, his body shaking with the force of his pleasure, as he reached the brink of his release.
He held her tight against him, her body pressed against the wall, as he drove deep inside her one last time, his pleasure exploding like a storm within him. She cried out, her body clenching around him, as her own pleasure crashed over her like a wave, engulfing her in the heat of her release.
For a moment, they stood together, their bodies locked in an embrace of ecstasy, their breath mingling with the scent of their desire.
In the silence that followed, they stood together, their hearts beating in tandem, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their release.
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