Her eyes were begging.
His were hunting.
They were the perfect picture of a predator with its prey.
But the prey was willing. It wasn't just another bison grabbed by the neck by the lion.
It was a match between a lioness and tiger.
" Do you really want to know what I think? "
Fazi pulled Zonish up by her hair.
" You can ask me to stop now , before it is too late. "
He brazed the top of her cleavage with his lips.
" Before it's too late? It's already too late. "
Zonish could not possible hold herself any longer. She pressed him onto her and rolled his tshirt upwards. He urgently sat up, throwing her on the pillow. Pulled his tshirt out and throwing it aside smacked his lips on Zonish's open mouth.
Zonish had lived hundreds of years. Yet his taste made her drool more for h
