Stop moving. Or I will be moving again.

WAKE YOUR DREAMS (R18)

Stop moving. Or I will be moving again.

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Kiyoko and Zehan booked a hotel close to the airport.

Kiyoko took a deep breath. She appeared calm on the outside but she was screaming internally.

"Why did I buy this?" Kiyoko mumbled as she looked at herself on the bathroom mirror.

The wear clad tightly around her body. The tightness she felt upon her skin gave a weird sensation to her.

'Is it because this size is too small for me?'

"Kiyoko…Are you done with your shower?" Kiyoko heard Zehan from behind the bathroom door.

"Almost…" Kiyoko said.

"You never take so much time...I thought you fell asleep while showering."

"What do you think of me? Huh?" Kiyoko yelled.

"My wife…" Kiyoko heard Zehan laughing.

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Kiyoko took a last glance at herself on the mirror before she slowly pushed open the door.

She saw Zehan lying on the bed, his eyes stuck at the television playing a cricket match.

"Kiyoko…You are done!" Zehan turned his face and on seeing Kiyoko his eyes constricted.

Zehan rolled over to his side and sat up on the bed.

"Kiyoko…" He mumbled.

"Umm…" Kiyoko gulped. She had no idea what she should say at that time. But she loved the flustered Zehan in front of her.

Kiyoko leaned forward and whispered in his ears," How do I look?"

'Gosh… What am I doing?' Kiyoko screamed in her thoughts. She quickly retreated from the provocative position.

Before she could move further away, there was tug on her wrist and she fell on the soft bed with a slight thud.

Zehan pinned her under him. His face was flustered with a reddish hue which seemed to spread to his ears.

"I never knew you had this side to you, Kiyoko Watanabe." He said. His voice carried a slight rashness.

He bent down, his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly. The light familiar touch sent shivers through her nerves, shivers that made her body tremble.

"You look sexy!" Zehan whispered.

He brushed his lips against her lips as his fingers slowly traced the line of her cheekbone.

Kiyoko grabbed Zehan's shirt and pulled him down to her, and they kissed.

Zehan groaned softly, low in his throat, and deepened their kiss.

His tongue slipped inside her mouth; gentle but demanding. Kiyoko knotted her fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against her.

"Hah…" Kiyoko gasped when their mouths withdrew.

Zehan pulled Kiyoko up and sat her on his lap. His hands roamed on her back.

"How…do I open this?" Zehan growled.

"The strings…pull…" Kiyoko mumbled.

Zehan did as Kiyoko said but the cloth clad tight upon Kiyoko's body did not come loose.

"I can't…" Zehan tried again but failed.

Now Kiyoko tried to loosen the dress herself. But she too failed. She was shocked when her hands touched the tightly struck strings.

"What have you done to the strings…?" Kiyoko whimpered.

"Huh? " Zehan was having a hard time as he felt the tightness in his groin region.

Kiyoko anxiously tried on the strings again.

"How long do I have to stay in this tight weird dress…?" Kiyoko yelped with agony.

"Wait a bit…" Zehan stood up from the bed and rushed towards the drawer. "I saw a pen knife here…Where is it?"

"Pen knife?"

"Oh here it is. Got it…!"

Zehan moved closer to Kiyoko to cut the strings of the dress.

"Do we have to really cut it…?"

"Do you think I can wait any longer?" Zehan growled.

Kiyoko gulped when she noticed the huge lump on Zehan's pants.

The dress came lose.

Zehan tossed the pen knife back in the drawer before he hastily undressed himself.

Kiyoko glanced at the clothing which lay loosely clad over her body.

Zehan nibbled her half exposed shoulders, but her skin was so delicate and soft that his careful nibbling had already left patches of love bites, sending numb tingles all over her body.

The clothing which partially clad upon her body was tossed away by Zehan.

Kiyoko glanced at the dress which lied on the floor. She felt like crying. It cost her 300 dollars with the discount.

'Damn…'

Zehan pulled her into an embrace before placing her on his abdomen in a face-off position. He pulled her legs to be spread apart, exposing her opening while her buttocks rested against his hardness.

"Kiyoko, see what you have done to me…" Zehan bit Kiyoko's left earlobe lightly.

"Ahh…" Kiyoko moaned. "It tickles…"

He tickled her inner thighs cheekily before moving onto her soft opening, tugging onto them hungrily.

Unable to restrain his urges, he stuck a finger into her drenched walls.

"Kiyoko…" He rasped hoarsely into her ears before staring deeply into her eyes.

He dug deeper and deeper within her burning walls.

"Ugh…" Kiyoko whimpered.

He pushed another finger within her, immediately causing her inner walls to be filled entirely.

"No…"

Kiyoko's buttocks grinder against his stiff shaft as her body squirmed around.

Zehan clenched his teeth, inserted a third finger into her, intending to punish her from testing his endurance.

A wet sound echoed through the room loudly, Kiyoko covered her face in burning shame while his fingers thrusted her vigorously.

His palm was already pressing down on her aroused and sensitive opening as his fingers worked through her.

Kiyoko felt an explosive wave of bliss overcoming into her body as her mind went blank.

Noticing her changes, Zehan removed all three of his fingers from her dripping wetness. He gazed at the sappy cream he caught on his palms.

"You came a lot…" Zehan grinned.

Kiyoko was gasping for air. Her heart beat violently. Her large beautiful eyes blinked in confusion.

Zehan pushed Kiyoko onto his lap. He pushed his thing within her fully drenched and wet walls in a single thrust.

Kiyoko gasped softly as her entire body laid weakly against his chest while her walls felt expanded to the brim.

"Slow…down" She cried out in a moan as he rammed her endlessly.

While her twin bunnies bounced around wildly at the constant impact on her body, catching his attention.

He clamped his lips over one of her twin peaks while he groped the other with his hand, caressing it and squeezing it into shapes.

His manhood, which was long and thick, buried deep within her walls, sending waves of soreness as it touched her depth.

Kiyoko could clearly feel herself wrapping around his hardness and it pulsed with a burning sensation.

And finally, Zehan climaxed into her deepest parts causing her to scream at the sudden burning sensation.

She leaned weakly against him as she slowly recovered from the intense climax, moving her round buttocks slightly at the discomfort between her legs as he was still buried within her.

"Stop moving. Or I will be moving again."

"Take it out, it's… my stomach is uncomfortable." Kiyoko whimpered softly.

"Sleep, I'll pull it out later." Zehan smirked.

"Take it out!" She squirmed around, how can she trust him when a similar incident happened in the past?

"Moreover we have to get the luggage early in the morning. Sleep…!"

Zehan shut his eyes slowly before grabbing her by the waist and ramming her a few times, only to have his shaft bounced away by his own seeds within her, causing her to yelp in surprise as her body stiffened up.

He stared adoringly at her before landing a soft kiss on her lips.

"Alright…" Zehan mumbled.

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The morning sun peeped through the light curtains of the huge glass window.

Enduring the sore pain on her body, Kiyoko winced at the pain from between her legs.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly before her eyes opened hazily, only to shoot wide open as she saw Zehan staring back at her.

"You should sleep. It's still a bit early." Zehan said.

Zehan was wearing a casual shirt and brown pants.

"I have already brought the suitcases from the airport." He said.

"Wake me up in an hour…" Kiyoko yawned and roused back into a deep slumber.

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END OF CHAPTER 40