CHAPTER 15
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She's so peaceful when she's asleep, you won't even say it's her.
The way she's so independent a man would feel like he's below her.
She can hold her own.
A feisty woman doesn't need a weakling of a man.
The things I'm planning to do with her, no one won't even dare try to stop me.
Even that piece of shit she calls her husband.
I smile pecking her lips and I get off the bed.
We didn't even entertain our drinks when we got here we just decided to get busy.
I pour our drinks and head back to the bed putting them on the night stand, we slept an hour ago.
It's around 22:00 now.
She's been sleeping for an hour, I smile thinking of the time I still have with her.
I shake her.
One way or the other she has to wake up.
Me: Ma'Hlalele wake up.
She opens her eyes already frowning.
Nyakallo: You don't have peace now do you?
I chuckle going for a kiss and she welcomes it.
I think I just found my new addiction after guns.
I break it and look deep into her eyes.
She's not letting me in, her walls are closed.
I want to tap into her thoughts but she's closing me outside
Me: Rato laka let me in. (My love).
I say still looking deep into her eyes.
It's going to be hard to get her to open up, I've never came across such.
Right here I see it's going to be battle, I'm even afraid to say I've met my match and It's not so nice.
She shakes her head sitting up on the bed.
Her round soft breasts are all exposed and she doesn't seem to care.
She's not even trying to cover up with the duvet or whatever.
Nyakallo: Please pass me my drink.
I chuckle reaching for it, she's choosing to ignore me I see.
Me: Here.
She smiles taking it and takes a sip.
Nyakallo: Why did you wake me up?
I lay my head on her lap facing up.
It's just the smell of it that gets me hard.
Me: O robala jwang nna kesa robala? ( how do you sleep when I'm not sleeping)?
She laughs a little, her hand rests on my head brushing the little hair that has grown.
Reminds me I have to go to the salon tomorrow.
I'm more of a bald man, I can't stand hair.
I had dreadlocks but I was forced to cut them off since the police were after me.
They knew the guy they wanted has dreadlocks so now that I'm bald It is not easy for them to find me.
They are just assuming it is me but they don't have any proof only that they want the guy with dreadlocks.
Nyakallo: You're the one who wore me out.
I turn to face her privates, my face is just inches from the top of her *****.
My new addiction.
I place a kiss on it nd she moans a little opening her thighs.
I can see she loves being muffed.
My lips land on her ***** lips.
And it is swollen.
Makes me wonder why she's not stopping me.
If it was someone else she would be stopping me, telling me she's swollen and whatever.
Fucken freaky woman.
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