Rikom
We lay panting, nose to nose.
“I’m yours, Tasmina Zal. Until the day I die, I am yours.”
Fire blazed in her eyes as I uttered the words. She turned quickly, using her strength to roll us until she sat on top of me as I lay flat on my back. I looked up at her. She was magnificent, her black hair surrounding her face like the night sky around the full moon. My c**k was still hard inside her and I hissed as she rolled her hips. Sweat trickled down between her breasts, and I reached up to graze my thumbs over her sensitive, dusky n*****s. Throwing her head back, she moaned in ecstasy and I thrust my hips up slightly to push deeper.
Her obsidian eyes snapped to my own.
“Oh, I do loathe you sometimes, Rikom,” she moaned.
“Do you now, Tasmina?”
I pushed up again, just to hear h
