Chapter 10

Xhani POV

"Yes, you can, Princess. I'll stretch you out so you can take my entire cock," Zain said loudly, still moaning.

"I'm about to cum, baby," I screamed, grabbing him with all my strength.

"Let's cum together, Princess," Zain said, rolling his head back.

"Ahhhhh," we both screamed, releasing the pleasure. Zain dropped to my side, breathing heavily. He rolled onto his side, hugged me, and rested his head on my neck, planting small kisses while still catching his breath.

"That was amazing, Princess," Zain said, kissing and nibbling my earlobe. "I love you so much." He continued. I closed my eyes, basking in his warmth, and drifted off to sleep.

THE NEXT DAY

When I woke up, it was already the next morning. Zain was still next to me, his arms wrapped around my chest, gripping my boobs tightly as though making sure I wouldn't run away. I couldn't help but stare at his handsome face—his sharp jawline, his prominent Adam's apple that I just wanted to kiss. His expression was peaceful, completely relaxed. I couldn't have been happier.

Thinking about our activities last night made me blush. He felt so good inside me, and I couldn't help wondering what else he had up his sleeve. Just remembering our first time made me ache for him all over again.

"Princess, if you don't quit staring at me, I won't have a choice but to fuck you again," he said, jerking me from my thoughts.

"How long have you been awake?" I asked, cupping his face in my hand.

"Since the moment you moved, Princess," he replied in a sleepy voice.

"How did you know I was looking at you?" I teased in a sultry tone.

He moved one hand lower, grabbed my ass, and slid the other between my thighs. "Because I can smell your sex, Princess. You want more? You know all you have to do is ask," he said, opening his eyes and meeting my gaze.

"I want you," was all I managed, and that was it.

We did it again and again, in positions I never even knew were possible. Zain was rough this time—rougher than last night. He made me cum four times in bed, and then once more in the shower. By the time we were done, my legs felt numb and my pussy was sore. I was pretty sure Zain had over scratched me because I felt a slight sting down there.

Afterward, we had breakfast together, laughing and talking about the future. I wanted a life with him—only him. I knew I had completely fallen for him.

In the middle of our conversation, his phone rang. Zain glanced at the screen, turned it face down, and silenced it. I gave him a questioning look.

"It's not important," he said. "I don't want to ruin our mood." He reached out and wiped a bit of food off my lips with his thumb.

"We should head back soon," Zain said, shoving his phone into his pocket. "It's a long drive, and you have school tomorrow."

I realized he never left his phone around me. I hadn't thought about it before, but I decided to ignore it and started packing instead.

I spent another hour tidying and fixing up the place. I was arranging the sofa pillows when I heard Zain's phone ring again. He walked outside to take the call. I couldn't hear much, but it sounded like someone was upset on the other end, and Zain was trying to calm them down. Curious, I crept toward the window and listened.

Zain spoke in his softest tone. "I know how you feel, but it was your fault. You shouldn't have done what you did. Now I'm away clearing my head."

Clearing his head? I wondered. Was he here for us, or to clear his head? And who was he talking to that way?

"I'll be back tonight. Make sure you're ready just the way I asked. If not, I won't come again," he said before hanging up.

I was left confused. Who was he meeting tonight? My head spun with questions, and I decided I'd ask him on the drive back.