Chapter 132. I Beg You

“You love that fucktard,” he muttered, his tongue stroking her sensitive area.

“Tell me, Zahra, has he touched you like this?” he said.

“N..No...” she stuttered, embarrassed and ashamed of herself. She was crying by now, her whole face drenched with tears, her heart shivering in her chest.

“Tell me, has he kissed you...” he slurred, the alcohol taking a toll on his senses, and again got up to kiss her. “ANSWER!” he shouted at her while breaking the kiss.

Zahra was in total panic mode. Her brain had stopped, and she hysterically said, “No..No, he did...didn’t!”

“But he was about to kiss you... kiss these lips...” he mumbled, his eyes hazy while stroking her lips with his thumb. “My fucking lips... on which only I have the claim!” And he kissed her again... and again... and again... until her lips were completely and utterly bruised.

His head moved to her neck while