I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

Zachary was almost sneering out of their room. Since last night, he felt strange to Samarra, something new to him. He was so affected by what happened that he thought his friend Peter desperately wanted to get away and wanted to say hello to Mica of Samarra.

Damn! He was so affected by what he witnessed that only Samarra could have done this to him. His restraint was sky-high when he was dressing her earlier. He wanted to kiss her and lick her lips.

Damn Samarra! You are the only one who can do this to me. Are you a witch? He swallowed his thoughts and shook his head.

He’s been holding back … Wrong?! Because last night he was holding back on Samarra. He was content to hug and kiss her forehead, lips, and cheeks. Fuck! He raked his hair. He seemed to want to go back inside. Damn!

“Are you okay?”

Zachary quickly turned to the door and saw Samarra’s beautiful face in astonishment. So, he stood straight and automatically raised his eyebrow to cover his shock.

“Why? Do you think I’m not okay?” he asked seriously.

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“Hey, eyes up!” Samarra scolded him.

He holds his smile suppressed. Maybe Samarra noticed his eye was straight on her chest, peeking a bit. Her eyebrows raised again as she crossed her arms.

Amusement was written all over his face. He cant’s help but smile. The evil Samarra is back. Another thing he likes about Samarra is the speed of shifting her attitude in one second.

Zachary crossed the gap between him and Samarra. He slowly walked closer to the girl.

Zachary saw she was slightly stunned and gradually lost the smirk on her face. He was Samarra’s retreat with each advance before Samarra could predict what he would do next.

He grabbed the lock so that she would not turn inward. He placed both hands between her body and bent slightly to keep their gaze aligned.

“W-what d-do you think you’re doing?” Samarra stuttered.

He smiled.

“I’m here to claim my reward,” he whispered in Samarra’s ear. He felt the stiffness of her body as he kissed her neck.

“What reward?”

“Reward for cooking your food and for being a good husband.” He caressed Samarra’s shoulder and neck with a kiss.

Damn! Her scent is so addictive.

He saw Samarra look away and raised both hands to push him away. He knew that Samarra was also affected by what he was doing. So, he stuck himself even closer to her petite body. Before she could refuse and evade well, he automatically wrapped one hand around her waist and turned one hand around Samarra’s neck to emphasize and deepen the kiss he made. To his surprise, Samarra responded in just the way she knew. Just like when he first kissed her. It seemed to mimic the way he kissed. So, he pressed his lip even harder. All his composure was gone. He did not stop until they were out of breath. Like him, he was also chasing Samarra’s breath. He felt her squirm, and her eyes widened as he pressed his lower part together. He suppressed his smile because he knew Samarra had no experience with such things.

“My Peter needs you,” he whispered.

Samarra no longer understands what is happening. She can feel her body heating up and getting wet. When Zachary was about to kiss her, she averted her head, but she didn’t expect his lip to drop.

He started kissing her chest, and her two peaks were erected. He slowly bit and sipped. She held her breath and touched Zachary’s head. Not to stop but to bring her even closer. She moans when Zachary caresses her boobs while his mouth plays with the other.

“Stop!”

Zachary looked up as Samarra restrained his hand from falling between her thighs.

Damn! He didn’t want to stop, but he couldn’t force Samarra. Fuck! He caught his breath and just pressed his head against Samarra’s neck. He tries to calm his feelings.

“You’re a fast learner. You know how to kiss me back,” he joked to Samarra to remove the embarrassment between them.

He bowed to Samarra when she did not answer. He could see the redness of her face that sank into his broad chest. He smiled at her gaze, still seeming ashamed of her.

It is usual for them to do this because they are married.

He stroked his hair and kissed her forehead.

“Are you embarrassed because you were dissatisfied or because you-”

When he felt Samarra’s delicate pinch on his side, he couldn’t finish what he said. It was a little painful but more painful in his lower abdomen during their brief sexy time. He laughed at something that made Samarra frown.

“Shut up!” Samarra grunted at him and restrained him from biting his arm. Zachary closes his eyes not because of the pain but because it gives him a different feeling. He no longer knew how long he had held back.

“Do you want another kiss?”

He smiles at Samarra’s expectation that this woman is also bipolar; the speed will change the mood.

She looked up quickly, and her eyes widened as if startled by his question.

He pulled Samarra away a little and kissed her on the lips. “Finish your food, or I will eat you alive? ”

He laughed when he saw Samarra’s face blank, her expression, and no one seemed to understand what he said. He quickly kissed her on the lips and opened the door.

“Alright, eat first.” Samarra just nodded at him and avoided meeting their gaze.

When Samarra closed the door, she looked like a cat that could not give birth. He was walking outside the door. As if remorseful, he let Samarra in.

He teased. He knocked on the door. “Samarra, let’s finish what we start.” He kept knocking on the door.

He heard the door slam signaling that Samarra had opened the door.

“What?” Samarra was folded, and the eyebrow tilted.

He shook his head when Samarra scolded him because the speed would change her habit.

“If you act as if nothing happened; remember, you moaned my name when I kissed you and responded to my kiss.” he teased Samarra.

“Excuse me; I don’t know what you are talking about.” She rolled her eyes. She’s beautiful when every time she’s doing that.

“Really? If you can deny it, it’s like you didn’t moan before saying, ‘Ohh… Cadden.”

He looked at Samarra, who quickly averted his eyes from him. Miraculously, she did not stop his teasing. There was redness on her face.

“Love.”

Samarra only raised her brow at him. “Do you want to say something? If there are none. Can I eat right now, dear husband?” Samarra said as she avoided meeting their gaze.

Zachary just shook his head and sighed. He still wanted to tease Samarra, but her expression was dark.

“Okay, keep eating.” As he kissed her lips, he felt her body stiffen. He suppresses his smile as he turns away from Samarra.

Samarra was stunned and unable to respond to what he had done. The force of the door falling distracted him. Samarra appears to have vented her annoyance on the door.