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"Mujhe Pure Karachi Ka Badshaah Banna Hain...."
(I want to be the King Of Karachi)
Hamza's eyes pierced through Yalina as she stood still against the wall, trapped as she gazed into Hamza's eyes trying to find some flicker of doubt or uncertainty. But all she was able to find was pure ambition & greed. His figure towering over her as she stands still, stunned into silence by his ambitions that were being laid clearly in front of her as her initial anger subsides and is taken over by dread.
"Mere Sath Chal Sakthi Hain toh zindagi bharsin tumhara haq rahega mujhpar...."
(If you can walk with me, then you will have a right over me for life)
"Lekin iske baad tum mujhse koi sawaal nahi puchogi...."
(But from now on, you will not ask me any questions....)
"Agar Nahi, toh saamne darwaaza khula hain..."
(If not, then the door is open there....)
Hamza's eyes pierce through as his words crash over her like thunder. Yalina stands still, stunned into confusion and fear as her eyes covered with mild tears looks at his. His eyes had no sense of doubt or confusion. His towering physique moves to the side as he makes way for her to the door. Yalina stands still for a few moments as she considers her options. Her feet move on her own as she makes her way to the door. Her eyes welling up with tears as she finally sees the man she loves for who he is. His ambition eclipsing all boundaries of right and wrong.
Doubt and confusion overwhelm her as she faces the situation that is now in front of her. Everything that she knew about this man that she fell in love with is now in doubt for her. The soft and respectful man that she admired and crushed was now sharing the same space with this ruthless man right now in front of her.
She makes her way towards the door, a big lump in her throat as she reaches the edge of the door. Her eyes wet with tears as they are just about to fall, her feet shaking with uncertainty as her hands grip the edge of the door, contemplating her choices. She summons a deep breath in, her resolve suddenly steeling itself as she closes her eyes for a moment before gripping the edge of the door and shutting it close.
Yalina turns to meet Hamza's gaze, which is lowered as she slowly takes soft but confident steps towards him. She reaches to him as her hands brush away his long hair away from his face, her hand holding and caressing his face as she narrows his gaze towards hers, her eyes now piercing into his as she announces her decision.
"Aaj ke baad, mujhe phir se ghar se nikalwaane ki dhamki dhi, main tumhe neend mein zinda jaladungi."
(After today, if you ever threaten me again to get out of this house, then I will burn you alive in your sleep)
Her words hold clarity & a resolve that makes her entire body shake with confidence and certainty as it pools in her core. She brings both her hands as she holds his face, pulling him in closer as she kisses his forehead ultimately sealing both their fates together. Hamza's hands pull her into an embrace as he holds her close. His chest rises as he holds her close, his breath flowing through him as he kisses her head in a tender embrace. Yalina holds him tighter, not willing to let him go as his towering strength which had just terrified her a few moments ago now acts as a warm blanket for her. She buries her face in his chest, inhaling his scent as she is overcome with a profound sense of passion and clarity that is coursing through her entire body. She slowly gazes up at him meeting his bright green eyes as her hands envelop his face, her feet stretching up as reaches up at him, pulling him in as her lips find his.
Their kiss is soft as both of them surrender to each other, their lips tugging at each others as their passion slowly builds. Yalina's feet falls back on the ground, their kiss broken now as she steps back a little. Her breath now heavy as her eyes never waiver away from Hamza's piercing gaze. Her heart is beating hard now, the vibrations of it are pulsing through her entire body making her feel as though her entire body is in shock. However, she has never been more sure of anything in her life now. She lets out an exhale as her hand finds his, intertwining with each other as she pulls him with a sense of determination towards the bedroom.
Yalina leads the way as she turns to meet his towering presence and piercing gaze once more as she reaches the edge of the bed. Her hands find the shawl covering her neck as she removes it, tossing it to the side as her gaze remains fixed on Hamza unwavering. Hamza steps forward, closing the gap between them as his hand pulls her face softly into a kiss. Yalina momentarily gives into the kiss before pulling back, narrowing her gaze at his. Her fingers grab ahold of her blouse at the edge next to her waist as she pulls it off over her head.
There she stands semi clothed, her heart beating through her chest as her breathing quickens. A moment of doubt flashing across her before she slides down onto the bed in front of Hamza. All the while, Hamza's gaze never wavers away from her. In that moment any morsel of doubt that was there in her mind evaporated immediately as she lies back, her head resting on the pillows.
Her hand reaches out towards Hamza, who stand towering over her but whose entire demeanor is soft and compliant as she beckons him to join her. Hamza complies as he slowly gets on the bed, his hands holding the edge of his kurta before pulling it over his head and throwing it to the side. Her eyes grow large as she sees him shirtless, climbing on top of her as he remains careful by holding his own weight against her as he leans in closer to kiss her once more.
Yalina's hands hold onto him closer, her lips tugging at him as she kisses him passionately. Her hands travel down his chest, her fingertips feeling his hairy chest as his broad arms enveloped her completely. His hold on her was firm but soft, not enforcing any form of control or claim as he held onto her strong while kissing her softly.
His lips slowly traveled down her neck, every kiss just increasing the heat within her body as she moans out softly. He traverses down her body, his lips traveling down her chest as they laid soft kisses on her breasts before trailing down her hips as he reached the knot of her kameez. He gazes up at her from there as she meets them.
"Kya main khol sakta hoon?...."
(Can I open it?....)
Hamza asks politely as his gaze meets Yalina's from under her. Yalina breaths heavy, understanding clearly the implication of what Hamza is asking as she shakes her head in agreement, almost immediately as she no longer wants to wait in limbo any longer. Hamza's face remains stoic and focused as he slowly unties the knot of her kameez, his fingers grabbing the edge of the bottom wear as he slowly pulls it out from under her as Yalina complies with her hips moving in unison. Hamza throws the kameez on the floor as his fingers slid away & remove her underwear as well.
Yalina lies naked, completely disrobed as she breaths heavily, watching Hamza. His hands brush away his hair to the back of his head as he gives her one last look of looking out for any form of doubt before he dives down, his lips latching onto her pussy as his tongue finds the sensitive spot of her clit.
Yalina's eyes roll back as she throws her head back even more against the pillow, her voice dissolving into wanton moans that act as a release for the pleasure that is coursing through her body right now as Hamza's lips continue their assault on her.
"Ham....Hamza...." Yalina blabbers, her mind in splits as she no longer feels the anger only the pleasure. Her hands hold his head in place, her fingers playing with his hair as she moves her hips in unison to the movement of Hamza's tongue on her clit. Hamza's hands hold her thighs firmly for support as he continues to eat her out.
His tongue swirls in circles around her clit as Yalina's moans grow louder, her body reacting instinctively as she leans in even closer almost as though wanting to bridge any form of imaginary gap between her and Hamza's lips.
Hamza suddenly removes his mouth from her pussy, wiping the taste of her with the back of his hand as he meets her gaze with an almost predatory look as he stands on his knees on one side of the bed away from her. Yalina almost gets up in exasperation to question why he stopped but she is stopped as she watches Hamza slowly untying the knot of his pyjamas. Yalina rises swiftly, her hands immediately grabbing his to stop as she meets his towering gaze once more.
"Nahi.....main karoongi....."
(No....I will do it....)
Yalina says it softly as her fingers undo the knots of his pyjamas, dragging it down with a sense of urgency and impatience as she the bulge of his cock through his underwear. Her pupils widen both in slight shock and arousal as she slides her fingers over his bulge, feeling the weight and thickness of his manhood through the fabric. Her fingers wrap the over the edge of his underwear, pulling it down his thighs to finally let his cock spring free as she lays eyes on it. Her hands grab the rest of the garments as she removes it off him.
Yalina gazes up at him, his strong physique still towering over her as she leans in with her fingers slowly enveloping his cock in her hands. She rises up on the bed, standing on her feet as she finally meets his gigantic figure face to face. She brushes his hair away from his face as she leans into give him a kiss, before intentionally backing away as she meets his gaze head on.
"Let Jao...."
(Lie Down...)
She instructs him as she turns around, slowly pushing him down on the bed as Hamza obeys her letting her take charge in what she wants. Yalina's hands slowly explore his chest, feeling his broad shoulders and hairy torso as she slowly positions herself below his thighs. Her hands slowly envelope his cock feeling the girth and firmness of it as she slowly strokes him, her eyes not wavering away from his.
She finally decides to close the difference as she wraps her lips over his cock, slowly taking it in as she moans out slightly. Her hands and mouth work in unison as she tries to take more of Hamza's cock into her mouth, slowly setting in a pace of fervor as she sucks on his cock. Her tongue flicks over as she lets out a loud pop, her hands and his cock covered in saliva as she meets his gaze once more. Hamza looks at her, his breathing ragged as he enjoys the pleasure that Yalina is giving him.
Her breathing ragged and jumbled as she doubles down on her efforts, her mouth once again enveloping his cock as she bobs her head up and down with her hands stroking him in unison as she paints her tongue, licking it as she sucks his cock with more intensity.
Yalina finally lets go of his cock as she releases it from her mouth, her hands still stroking it before she finally props herself up once again. She moves on her knees as she positions herself on top of his cock, her hands guiding it towards her entrance before she locks her gaze on to his. Her hands latch itself onto Hamza's chest for support as she slowly descends onto him, his cock slowly entering into the chambers of her pussy parting through the lips of her entrance.
Yalina's moans out loud, her voice echoing through the chambers of the house as the pain and pleasure of his cock in her cunt begins to take over her completely. Hamza's hands hold her hips for support as she slowly begins to gyrate her hips in, setting a slow rhythmic pulse as she begins to fuck Hamza's cock. The pain almost cancels out the pleasure that is coursing through her as she breathes in and out raggedly, narrowing her eyes onto Hamza's as she settles her hands onto his hairy torso for support.
Her eyes begin to water a little as both their bodies continue to collide, her hips bouncing up and down as she continues to fuck Hamza's cock with a relentless pace now setting in. Her moans mingle with her ragged breathing as she feels Hamza's cock throbbing inside her. She feels the pleasure coursing through her body as she continues to fuck Hamza's cock, his own orgasm imminent which Yalina also notes.
With one swift motion, she impales herself completely onto his cock. The pain and pleasure is now seared into her body as her orgasm crashes down on her, her entire body quaking as she feels Hamza's own release mixing with the juices of her release as he cums inside her. Yalina crashes down on Hamza, holding onto him for support as she breathes out raggedly. Her voice now almost completely overwhelmed with sobs and rapid breathing, all Yalina can now do is hold onto Hamza for support as she tries to get her breathing in control.
Yalina & Hamza, both of them entwined in each other as their bodies are covered in sweat and passion as they both return back to reality. Yalina rises her head up, meeting Hamza's gaze one final time as she utters the words,
"Aaj ke baad....mein hamesha tere zindagi ka hissa banke rahoongi...."
(From this day onwards....I will always be a part of your life...)
With that, Yalina slides over to the side of the bed as she holds onto Hamza, the slumber of their passion now overwhelming the both of them as they doze off, their bodies falling limp as they forget the world around them.