After a single glance, Zain hastened to withdraw his gaze.
-Your clothes are dirty, so go change before we have breakfast,” he said in a deliberately cold tone.
Yanis didn’t know what to say, she felt very stupid and nodded a little sadly.
Zain took her to the bathroom and handed her another dark shirt.
Yanis felt too humiliated as she took it and quickly closed the bathroom door before putting on Zain’s shirt.
Looking at the clothes in his hand, Yanis realized that it was the same one he had worn last time.
Today he was wearing a dark skirt, which happened to match this shirt.
After changing, Yanis ducked into the bathroom to rewash her clothes before heading out. Just as he opened the door, he saw Zain waiting for him at the door.
-What are you doing here? -said Yanis in surprise.
Zain looked at her and realized that she had put on her shirt, but the water stained sleeves and wet clothes on the girl’s hands indicated what she had just done.
Zain’s eyes changed at the thought of what had just happened and his throat tightened as he held out a hand.
-Have you washed it yet? Give it to me.
Hearing this, Yanis unconsciously tried to hand over the garment, but then withdrew his hand thoughtfully.
-I can dry it myself.
-What are you afraid of? You put on my clothes for the second time, helping you to dry them, and you’re afraid?
After a moment’s hesitation, he handed him his clothes, which Zain took and headed for the balcony, with Yanis following.
Watching Zain dry his own clothes and seeing his fingers touching the fabric of his shirt gave Yanis a special, strange feeling.
Yanis blushed and turned around, ready to slip away, only to have Zain catch up to her and grab her arm.
-She went down to breakfast.
-Okay.
-Actually, you don’t have to be so nervous in front of me, as I said before, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now.
-If you’re really afraid of me, then…. -Zain’s grip on her arm gradually moved upward.
Yanis froze for a moment and before she could react she felt Zain pinning her against the wall.
Yanis’ eyes snapped open as the man in front of her leaned closer to her, his breath brushing her cheek.
-What’s wrong? -she asked, glancing nervously at the man near her.
Zain moved a few inches closer and said quietly.
-If you continue to be so careful, then I’ll have to use some special means to make you not so afraid of me.
-Special means? -Yanis blinked, her eyelashes black like little fans.
-Yes, aren’t you afraid of me? Then I’ll have to get you used to being near me, more often.
As he spoke, his lips were very, very close to hers, and Yanis’ heart was yearning for it, but his mouth wouldn’t admit it.
-No, no, just…
-Just in time to continue the last exercise…..
Her voice got lower and lower, until finally she covered Yanis’ lips. The girl’s waist was also wrapped in a pair of hands that left her speechless. Suddenly, Zain took Yanis’ hands, which were nowhere to be seen, and placed them around her waist, and Yanis froze for a moment.
“Am I supposed to be the one hugging him?” just as I reacted, I felt the touch of the man’s lips disappear.
-Hug me.
Hearing this, he burst out in shyness and tried to pull his hand away in fear.
So this was what this man looked like when he was in love. She had thought she was the active one, but to her surprise, he had kissed her several times from yesterday to today, and was so active and passionate that it frightened her.
Yanis’ retracted hand was unsuccessful, however, as halfway through she was caught again by Zain. She then struggled for a while and did not get free, before she was again pulled upwards and placed around the man’s waist.
-Hold me, will you? -Zain seduced her, purposefully touching her earlobe as he spoke, with that particular and compelling sensation.
Slowly, under his direction, Yanis relaxed and opened her arms to embrace him slowly around the waist. Zain really liked it when the girl hugged him.
Just like the night before in the car, the feeling was real and warm and made him feel a stirring like he had never felt before in his life.
But the girl was so shy today that the hand around her waist was not tight, and Zain stared at her shy face as she kept whispering seductively, -Hug me a little tighter, let’s continue.
-Kissing is still much more demanding…..
She moaned a little, but held his waist tighter. Satisfied at last, Zain smiled and kissed her again.
Yanis thought that the two of them could learn to kiss together, but gradually she realized that Zain seemed to master this skill very quickly, while she herself was less skilled.
So Yanis got a little angry and tried to resist, only to accidentally bite the other man’s lip again.
But this time Zain didn’t flinch and, after a brief pause, hugged her even tighter.
Yanis’ back was pressed against the cold wall and Zain found it a little strange.
He didn’t know how long it had taken, but Yanis had only felt a little weak.
“What’s wrong, so soon I’m hungry…”
When Zain let go of her, Yanis leaned helplessly against his body and let out a small murmur, -I seem to be a little hungry.
Then a low chuckle was heard from someone with a soulful laugh.
-Then we’ll go for breakfast, not being picky,” the man chuckled.