Zayd gulped. Her beautiful blue eyes stared up at him, begging him to do exactly what he wanted her to do. How could he refuse her? He did not trust himself to not go further if his c**k left his pants. Of course, he wanted to have s*x with her. He wanted to make love to her and possess her in every way.
“Not tonight, princess,” he sighed. Her cute little bottom lip jutted out in a pout. Why was he saying no again?
“Why not?” she demanded, sitting up and staring down at him. Zayd sighed again. He was trying hard to be responsible. Maybe he should not have taken things as far as he already had to begin with.
“We need sleep. Here,” he said, picking her pajama top up off of the floor and trying to hand it to her. She ignored the shirt and crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up and t……
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