14 Zain

14

Zain

I had to fight off my grin, even though I felt a little guilty for stopping Nasrin from reaching her high. But I needed her to approve of my conditions for the marriage.

“Out with it,” she said, glaring at me.

With little thought, I brought my glistening fingers to my mouth and tasted her. Met her wide eyes, groaning at the honeyed taste of her. So sweet. So heavenly.

I pulled back and licked my lips, her exotic taste lingering in my mouth. “One, I do not want you to have any lovers after marriage. Two, we sleep in the same room. Three, we use protection.”

Her eyes blinked at me as if she was pulled out of some daze. Her beautiful caramel eyes narrowed at me. “Is that all?”

I nodded and shamelessly raked my eyes over her bare body. Blood flowing south in my body at the sight of her wet curves, her round breasts pink with my kissing and biting.

“I wish I could add another condition to have you naked when we are alone, but I do not want to get kicked in my crotch,” I confess