Chapter 22: His love

I can not believe I just had a dream about the first time I lost my virginity with Jahin, everything felt so real like I was there. I think I even felt those orgasms in reality because that moment was so intense I do not think anyone could ever make me feel that way except him of course.

The plane safely landed and the passengers were getting out of the plane. The moment I stepped out of the plane I just could not help but stand on the plane's stairs and take in the scenery. Cape Town looked very amazing, the air was fresh and different.

"Umm mam can I please pass?" a deep but soft man's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I turn to look at who it was but I saw that I was still standing on the plane's stairs and other people also wanted to pass. I had caused a long line of people to complain because I was blocking their way. I looked at the young man who informed me to get going, he looked so familiar but I could not see him properly because he was wearing black shades and his black hoodie went over his head.

His lips were pink, he was a bit tall and you could see that he had an amazing physique even though he was wearing a hoodie. I scanned his appearance for a moment when suddenly I heard a horn sound coming from the plane.

"I think you need to get going now." the mysterious young man I was looking at gently poked me on my shoulders and a shock immediately went through my body.

I felt so embarrassed because as soon as I got off the stairs a lot of people who were on the plane came to me complaining about how much time I wasted standing there like I was on my private jet. I was not paying attention to any of them, my focus was on the guy who was standing behind me on the stairs. He looked so familiar and most importantly his touch affected me.

I scanned the airport hoping to see him but there were just too many people blocking my way so I gave up. It was starting to get very dark so I decided to go fetch my bags.

I wonder if Zaied is waiting for me outside since he insisted on fetching me. I am starting to get cold and it is not because of the cool wind. It is the mere fact that I am going to meet a total stranger who is older than me and seems to be dominant. I hope I do not get kidnapped, I do not even think any power in the universe is going to help me because I already know that this is not safe.

I finally got my luggage and walked slowly out of the airport. I decided to stand in the area where cabs usually pick people up from the airport, a black M5 BMW suddenly parked slowly in front of me and I think I ran out of breath because of the beauty of that car. I got so nervous, anxious when the dimmed windows opened and the most handsome familiar Arabic man I have ever seen looked at me.

"Get inside the car., he said and then closed the window.

I stood there hoping he would get out of the car and help me with my luggage but he did not. The car's boot automatically opened and I neatly arranged my luggage inside of it. When I was done, he closed it. I took little steps to the passenger door, I wished the earth would swallow me because this is the scariest and confusing but kind of exciting moment of my life.

I got inside the car than closed the door, Zaied scanned my appearance for a moment until our eyes meet and I immediately looked away.

"Come on look at me, I know you want to." Zaied finally spoke to me, his voice was not that deep but it was very manly and he also had an accent.

I looked at him, each and every inch of the handsome man in front of me. The man who I have been having wild fantasies about during this past week kept me up at night and I could not believe I was in the car with him. He just looked very dreamy, I swiftly moved from my seat and sat on top of him. He looked at me with his brown hazel eyes and bit his button lip while squeezing my ass.

"You look sweet., he said then aggressively picked me up and put me back on my seat. He ran his hand through the bottom of my tummy then buckled me up.

"Why do you continue to tease me, daddy?" I said while squeezing my legs because of the pleasure I felt from his unending torture.

"We are going to listen to music now, daddy does not like to be disturbed when he is driving., he said turning up loud American new hip hop music.

I was so surprised that he listened to that type of music, his dress sense also amazed me because he was dressed in black sweatpants, a simple white Balenciaga shirt, a silver chain and he had an apple watch on with black air forces. I think I am involved with a typical CPT player.

Jahin's POV

I really can not believe this girl is blocking the way of getting out of this cheap airplane, I am not in the mood and I am pissed because my private jet did not get fueled in time so I had no choice but to book the first flight out of Jozi. I am running late for my meeting with the Chinese tourists and I have to get this deal.

"Umm, mam can I please pass?" I said trying my best to be kind.

She turns to look at me and I do not think I have ever been this star-struck by any woman on this earth except the one standing in front of me, Haya. The girl I fell in love with in high school, I can not believe she has grown so much yet she still looks like the gorgeous little girl I fell in love with a few years ago.

I took the tiny tracker microchip out of my pockets and immediately slid it inside of her sweatpants. She did not notice because she had just realized that she created a long line of passengers who were complaining. She fixed her eyes on me, my heart was aching for her to see who I was but I decided not to take my black shades off. I looked at her as she scanned my appearance, she looked so cute in her matching Nike tracksuits with her size 4 yeezys on.

She immediately started walking down the stairs when she heard a loud horn coming out of the plane. I followed her down the stairs just like everyone else, I decided to walk to my car where my driver was waiting for me. I could not believe that I had just saw her, I never thought that I would see her again after the way I left.