"...Mmmm!" Zoya's eyes widened and she tried her best to push his face away, trying to push him away from her lips. "Let me go... Ragib... mmmm!"
However, Ragib had completely forgotten all of their agreement at this moment. He strongly wanted to have her and completely make her his.
He suddenly put forth his strength and held Zoya directly on the kitchen table.
Zoya suddenly realized that Ragib did not just want a little benefit. He wanted to surpass everything and have her directly.
Zoya bit down on his tongue, which had been stirring up in her mouth.
"That's right..."
Ragib harrumphed.
It was like a low, muffled cry of a beast.
Taking advantage of the moment when he was loosened, Zoya lifted her feet and took him away from her-
"You have to continue. Don't blame me for turning against you."
Zoya warned him.
Ragib was pushed away by her and leaned against the opposite wall, his breathing disordered.
