Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (phonics story books .TXT) 📗

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They were busy in talking about girly stuff as it was almost evening . Abaan and Charlie had to attend a meeting so Sumaiya went to Fatima. They remained in the room whole day as Abaan didn't allow then to roam around without them. At which they agreed unwillingly.

"What you bought from there?" Sumaiya asked as they were talking about the stuff they bought yesterday.

"A gown. Let me show you." Fatima said as she went to take the box. Sumaiya squealed seeing at the dress.

"It's so beautiful. Go and try it." Sumaiya said at which Fatima got startled as she knew that dress would show her body. But she agreed after few minutes of persuading of Sumaiya.

She went to change into the dress as she closed the restroom door behind her. She sighed as she put on that gown. After taking a sigh she walked out of the restroom to show it to Sumaiya. 

"How's it?" She asked as she was busy in covering her shoulders and the exposed cleavage but the dress was kissing her every curve as if it was made for her. 

She looked up as she didn't heard any response from Sumaiya to turn beetroot. She got freeze when she saw Abaan seeing her from head to toe with an intense gaze. Lust was drooling from his eyes. 

"W-wo..I " Fatima was startled as she didn't know what to say.

"Sumaiya is gone with Charlie." Abaan said as he took predatory steps towards her. Only he knew how much in a painful situation he was at that time because of the erected manhood.

"O..I was. I should change." Fatima made her lips in an oval shape as she was about to run inside the restroom but was stopped by Abaan who pulled her grabbing her waist as she collided with his chest. 

"You are exquisite." Abaan said as his thumb started caressing her lower lip, quivering at that time. Fatima lowered her eyes as a smile captured her lips. She was turning red just like the color of her gown. Abaan didn't know what he liked at that time. Fatima or the dress in which she was clad. 

Fatima obviously! His conscience rolled it's eyes at him.

"How was your new..umm." Fatima's words were stifled by his warm lips. He pressed her to him by grabbing her waist as the other hand glided towards her hair. He fisted her hairs in a tight grip as she opened her mouth for him with a gasp. And he obediently glided his tongue inside her mouth. She moaned inside his mouth when he tilted her head by pulling her hairs to get better access. Her soft milky white hands were placed around his neck as she grabbed his collars to push him when she felt out of oxygen.

"A-abaam." Fatima moaned as he wasn't ready to liberate her. After few seconds when she felt her legs wobbling, Abaan grabbed her by her waist and flexibly liberate her lips. After few minutes of panting as he was very much amused by Fatima's glaring for lefting her out of oxygen, he moved towards her collar bone. She fisted his shirt from the shoulders as she was turning beetroot. Her body jerked upward as he sucked her under the area of her neck. Abaan smiled at finding her sensitive spot. He glided towards the crook her neck giving floppy kisses. He after sucking there bit her as she curled her toes at the sensation , she wasn't aware of before. He licked after nibbling and sucking there at the same spot. Fatima's grip tightened as he started moving towards her exposed cleavage nibbling and sucking on the way. 

"A-abaan." Fatima moaned as he nuzzled his nose inside her cleavage just to tease her. 

"Say my name again and you won't be able to walk tomorrow." Abaan rasped and in a swift she landed on the bed with a squeal. Her heart missed a beat when he hovered over her. 

"A-abaan." She rasped when she fisted the black sheets as she was into the condition of ectasy and her body was yearning for more. Hearing his name from her sweet pink petals wasn't helping him to stay decent the whole night as he pounced in her lips again and that time it was sweet yet passionate. She gasped when she felt his hands started undoing her gown by gliding it from her shoulders. He started giving sloppy kisses on her shoulders as she grabbed him from his shirt. 

"Stop me." Abaan rasped through his wet lips as she turned beetroot at that. She again gasped when her breast were on display and he started nuzzling on her right breast over her blouse making her ticklish and in a swift her dress wasn't the part of her body anymore as Abaan lifted it away from the bed. She was just left in her inner wears. Abaan eyes turned dark when he see the beauty lying in front of him.

"All of this is for me. You are mine." Abaan said as he again started pecking her lips to confront her. She tried to hide herself by grabbing the sheets for some modesty she had but Abaan didn't let her to do so.

"You can't stop me now. Try it if you can." Abaan said pulling the sheets away from her. Her face was flushed at all that. Abaan stood up from the bed as she didn't know what happened but seeing him unbuttoning his shirt her eyes popped out. She looked at his tattoo extending from his skin over his heart towards his shoulder. He had a muscular body like a hulk as she didn't saw any shirtless man before. 

"Like what you see?" Abaan said as a smirk was playing on his lips. Fatima was flushed as he threw his shirt away and started undoing his pants. Abaan chuckled at her reaction as he threw his boxers away and again hovered over her. He stared at her then with love and lust.

"Do you trust me?" Abaan asked as she just nodded her head, not in a position to say anything.

After devouring her mouth once again he started gliding his tongue from her chin towards her cleavage. Fatima felt her legs wobbling as he removed her bra within a second. Fatima tried to palmed her breasts for the sake of modesty but her hands were rested above her hand.

"Do you want me to tie your hands?" Abaan said with his dark eyes as she was constantly trying to hide her from his lustful eyes. 

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