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Chapter 40: Janina (Act 10)
Janina’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, her hands instinctively rising to press against his chest as if to create a barrier between them. “Rahim, stop,” she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of guilt. “I’ve felt it too. I’ve been haunted by that night, just like you. But we can’t do this. I can’t risk my marriage. You need to leave.”
Her words were firm, but her body betrayed her hesitation. As she pushed him away, she leaned in to press a soft, fleeting kiss on his cheek. Tears streamed down her face, and for a moment, their bodies brushed close enough for Rahim to feel the warmth of her breasts against his chest. His heart clenched at the thought that this might be their final moment together.
“Stop sending groceries to my house,” she said, her voice wavering but resolute. “Please, Rahim. Don’t come here again. We can’t keep doing this.”
Rahim’s jaw tightened, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. He wasn’t ready to let go, not yet. “Can I at least get a coffee?” he asked, his tone softer now, almost pleading. “One last coffee, Janina. Then I’ll go.”
She hesitated, her gaze flickering to the kitchen before she nodded reluctantly. “Fine. One last coffee.”
As she turned and walked toward the kitchen, Rahim’s eyes caught sight of a framed photograph on the table. It was a picture of Janina with her husband and children, a picture-perfect family frozen in a moment of happiness. But Rahim could see the strain behind her smile, the quiet unhappiness that lingered in her eyes. He knew she was staying for the kids, but it didn’t make it any easier to accept.
He followed her into the kitchen, his steps slow and deliberate. Janina bent over to pick up a spoon she’d dropped, and
Rahim’s breath hitched as he took in the curve of her ass, the way her pants clung to her generous figure. Memories of their encounter in the bar’s bathroom flooded back, the way he’d almost taken her from behind, his moans echoing off inside her car as she sucked him off. His cock throbbed painfully against the fabric of his pants, and he felt a surge of heat course through him.
Before he could stop himself, he moved closer, his hands reaching out to grab her ass firmly. Janina gasped, shuddering in shock as she spun around to face him.
“Rahim, what are you doing?!” she whispered harshly, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and something else, something that made his pulse race.
He cupped her mouth gently, not to silence her but to reassure her. “Shh, I’m not going to hurt you,” he murmured, his voice low and urgent. “But I can’t leave without this.
Let me have you once, Janina. Please.”
She struggled against him, her hands pushing at his chest. “No, Rahim! Stop!”
But Rahim’s resolve had hardened into something primal, something unrelenting. He guided her backward until she was bent over the dining table, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. “You don’t understand,” he growled, his voice rough with lust. “I need this. I need you.”
With trembling hands, he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and briefs in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, hard and aching. Janina’s protests grew louder, but Rahim was beyond reason now.
He reached for her waistband, unbuttoning her pants and tugging them down along with her thin panties. Her ass was exposed to him, and he groaned at the sight.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, his hands roaming over her curves as she squirmed beneath him.
Janina’s breathing was ragged now, her resistance weakening as his touch ignited something deep within her. “Rahim, please… we can’t…”
But he was already positioning himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wetness with no sign of limping unlike previously. He entered her in one slow, deliberate thrust, eliciting a sharp cry from Janina that quickly turned into a moan.
Rahim gripped her hips tightly, his movements growing more forceful as he buried himself in her again and again.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his hands sliding her top up to unclip her bra and cup her breasts. He pinched her nipples roughly, pulling gasps and moans from her lips. “You feel incredible, Janina. I can’t get enough of you.”
Janina’s protests had turned into muffled whimpers of pleasure as her body responded to his relentless rhythm. She clenched the edge of the table, her knuckles white as she tried to steady herself. Despite her earlier resistance, she could feel herself being drawn deeper into the heat of the moment.
“Rahim… slow down,” she pleaded but her voice lacked conviction. Her body betraying her as she arched into his thrusts, her moans growing louder with every movement.
He didn’t listen. Instead, he leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered crude promises, each word dripping with lust and desperation. “I’m going to make you scream my name so loud, your neighbors will hear. You’re going to come so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. And when I’m done with you, you’ll forget what your husband’s cock feels like.”
Janina’s cheeks burned at his filthy words, but her body responded eagerly, her hips grinding back against his. “Rahim… stop… this is wrong,” she gasped, though her voice was weak, her resistance crumbling under the weight of her own desire.
“Wrong?” he growled, his thrusts slowing momentarily as he tightened his grip on her hips. “Tell me you don’t want this. Tell me you don’t feel how good I make you feel.”
She couldn’t. Her body had already betrayed her, her three climaxes proof of the pleasure he was giving her. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into the edge of the table as he slammed into her again, his grunts growing louder with every thrust.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice rough and uneven. “I can’t believe how fucking good you feel. I’m not stopping until you’re begging for more.”
Janina’s moans filled the kitchen now, her earlier resistance replaced by surrender.
“Rahim… oh God… you’re going to ruin me,” she cried, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and guilt. He chuckled darkly, his pace relentless.
She could feel him easing to a halt, and for a moment, she thought he had finished. But then he flipped her onto her back on the dining table, his hands tearing at her top and bra, revealing her naked body to him. Janina tried to cover herself, but Rahim quickly pulled her arms away, his eyes hungrily devouring the sight of her large breasts.
“God, look at you,” he muttered, his hands kneading her flesh before his mouth descended on her nipples, sucking and biting with a ferocity that left her gasping. He sucked them hard, his tongue swirling around her sensitive peaks, driving her wild.
“Rahim… please… that’s too much,” she moaned, but her body arched into his mouth, betraying her true desire.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with lust. “You love it. Don’t lie to me, Janina. I can feel how wet you are for me.”
She couldn’t deny it. Her legs spread wider as he entered her again, deeper this time, his hands gripping her breasts roughly as he thrust into her. Her hands gripped his wrists as he squeezed her breasts, the pleasure-pain sending waves of ecstasy through her.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think straight,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m going to fill you up until there’s nothing left.”
Janina gasped at his aggression, her body trembling under his onslaught. “Rahim… I can’t… it’s too much…”
But he didn’t stop. The table creaked under their weight, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. He leaned down again, his mouth close to her ear as he whispered even filthier things.
“I want to tie you up and fuck you all night long. I want to taste every inch of you. I want to make you scream until your throat is raw,” he murmured, his words painting vivid images of depravity and desire.
Janina’s entire body trembled as another orgasm ripped through her, leaving her weak and panting. She no longer resisted; instead, she yearned for his cock after fighting it for so long.
Rahim slowed again, his own release looming as he gripped her hips tighter. “Tell me you want this,” he demanded, his voice ragged.
“I want it,” she gasped, her voice barely audible. “I want you.”
With that admission, Rahim carried her from the table, her legs wrapped around his back as he began an intense standing fuck. Janina was shocked by his strength as she rode him hard for a good ten minutes before he finally took her to a nearby bedroom.
He lay on his back on the bed, completely naked, as Janina sat on his thick cock. She winced in pain as she began to ride him, her breasts bouncing with every movement. This new position drove Rahim wild, and Janina could feel his cock swelling inside her.
“Fuck! You’re so goddamn tight!” he moaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “You’re going to make me lose it.”
Janina pleaded with him, “Rahim, please… cum outside…”
But he shook his head fiercely. “No way. I’m filling you up deep inside.”
With a final, deep thrust, Rahim let go, spilling himself inside her with a guttural groan. He kept pumping a few more times before Janina collapsed on his chest, thick streams of semen oozing out of her pussy.
They lay there in silence, their bodies tangled together, the only sound their heavy breathing. Rahim knew this wasn’t the end but for now, he had what he needed. And so did she.
Janina’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, her hands instinctively rising to press against his chest as if to create a barrier between them. “Rahim, stop,” she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of guilt. “I’ve felt it too. I’ve been haunted by that night, just like you. But we can’t do this. I can’t risk my marriage. You need to leave.”
Her words were firm, but her body betrayed her hesitation. As she pushed him away, she leaned in to press a soft, fleeting kiss on his cheek. Tears streamed down her face, and for a moment, their bodies brushed close enough for Rahim to feel the warmth of her breasts against his chest. His heart clenched at the thought that this might be their final moment together.
“Stop sending groceries to my house,” she said, her voice wavering but resolute. “Please, Rahim. Don’t come here again. We can’t keep doing this.”
Rahim’s jaw tightened, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. He wasn’t ready to let go, not yet. “Can I at least get a coffee?” he asked, his tone softer now, almost pleading. “One last coffee, Janina. Then I’ll go.”
She hesitated, her gaze flickering to the kitchen before she nodded reluctantly. “Fine. One last coffee.”
As she turned and walked toward the kitchen, Rahim’s eyes caught sight of a framed photograph on the table. It was a picture of Janina with her husband and children, a picture-perfect family frozen in a moment of happiness. But Rahim could see the strain behind her smile, the quiet unhappiness that lingered in her eyes. He knew she was staying for the kids, but it didn’t make it any easier to accept.
He followed her into the kitchen, his steps slow and deliberate. Janina bent over to pick up a spoon she’d dropped, and
Rahim’s breath hitched as he took in the curve of her ass, the way her pants clung to her generous figure. Memories of their encounter in the bar’s bathroom flooded back, the way he’d almost taken her from behind, his moans echoing off inside her car as she sucked him off. His cock throbbed painfully against the fabric of his pants, and he felt a surge of heat course through him.
Before he could stop himself, he moved closer, his hands reaching out to grab her ass firmly. Janina gasped, shuddering in shock as she spun around to face him.
“Rahim, what are you doing?!” she whispered harshly, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and something else, something that made his pulse race.
He cupped her mouth gently, not to silence her but to reassure her. “Shh, I’m not going to hurt you,” he murmured, his voice low and urgent. “But I can’t leave without this.
Let me have you once, Janina. Please.”
She struggled against him, her hands pushing at his chest. “No, Rahim! Stop!”
But Rahim’s resolve had hardened into something primal, something unrelenting. He guided her backward until she was bent over the dining table, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. “You don’t understand,” he growled, his voice rough with lust. “I need this. I need you.”
With trembling hands, he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and briefs in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, hard and aching. Janina’s protests grew louder, but Rahim was beyond reason now.
He reached for her waistband, unbuttoning her pants and tugging them down along with her thin panties. Her ass was exposed to him, and he groaned at the sight.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, his hands roaming over her curves as she squirmed beneath him.
Janina’s breathing was ragged now, her resistance weakening as his touch ignited something deep within her. “Rahim, please… we can’t…”
But he was already positioning himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wetness with no sign of limping unlike previously. He entered her in one slow, deliberate thrust, eliciting a sharp cry from Janina that quickly turned into a moan.
Rahim gripped her hips tightly, his movements growing more forceful as he buried himself in her again and again.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his hands sliding her top up to unclip her bra and cup her breasts. He pinched her nipples roughly, pulling gasps and moans from her lips. “You feel incredible, Janina. I can’t get enough of you.”
Janina’s protests had turned into muffled whimpers of pleasure as her body responded to his relentless rhythm. She clenched the edge of the table, her knuckles white as she tried to steady herself. Despite her earlier resistance, she could feel herself being drawn deeper into the heat of the moment.
“Rahim… slow down,” she pleaded but her voice lacked conviction. Her body betraying her as she arched into his thrusts, her moans growing louder with every movement.
He didn’t listen. Instead, he leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered crude promises, each word dripping with lust and desperation. “I’m going to make you scream my name so loud, your neighbors will hear. You’re going to come so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. And when I’m done with you, you’ll forget what your husband’s cock feels like.”
Janina’s cheeks burned at his filthy words, but her body responded eagerly, her hips grinding back against his. “Rahim… stop… this is wrong,” she gasped, though her voice was weak, her resistance crumbling under the weight of her own desire.
“Wrong?” he growled, his thrusts slowing momentarily as he tightened his grip on her hips. “Tell me you don’t want this. Tell me you don’t feel how good I make you feel.”
She couldn’t. Her body had already betrayed her, her three climaxes proof of the pleasure he was giving her. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into the edge of the table as he slammed into her again, his grunts growing louder with every thrust.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice rough and uneven. “I can’t believe how fucking good you feel. I’m not stopping until you’re begging for more.”
Janina’s moans filled the kitchen now, her earlier resistance replaced by surrender.
“Rahim… oh God… you’re going to ruin me,” she cried, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and guilt. He chuckled darkly, his pace relentless.
She could feel him easing to a halt, and for a moment, she thought he had finished. But then he flipped her onto her back on the dining table, his hands tearing at her top and bra, revealing her naked body to him. Janina tried to cover herself, but Rahim quickly pulled her arms away, his eyes hungrily devouring the sight of her large breasts.
“God, look at you,” he muttered, his hands kneading her flesh before his mouth descended on her nipples, sucking and biting with a ferocity that left her gasping. He sucked them hard, his tongue swirling around her sensitive peaks, driving her wild.
“Rahim… please… that’s too much,” she moaned, but her body arched into his mouth, betraying her true desire.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with lust. “You love it. Don’t lie to me, Janina. I can feel how wet you are for me.”
She couldn’t deny it. Her legs spread wider as he entered her again, deeper this time, his hands gripping her breasts roughly as he thrust into her. Her hands gripped his wrists as he squeezed her breasts, the pleasure-pain sending waves of ecstasy through her.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think straight,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m going to fill you up until there’s nothing left.”
Janina gasped at his aggression, her body trembling under his onslaught. “Rahim… I can’t… it’s too much…”
But he didn’t stop. The table creaked under their weight, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. He leaned down again, his mouth close to her ear as he whispered even filthier things.
“I want to tie you up and fuck you all night long. I want to taste every inch of you. I want to make you scream until your throat is raw,” he murmured, his words painting vivid images of depravity and desire.
Janina’s entire body trembled as another orgasm ripped through her, leaving her weak and panting. She no longer resisted; instead, she yearned for his cock after fighting it for so long.
Rahim slowed again, his own release looming as he gripped her hips tighter. “Tell me you want this,” he demanded, his voice ragged.
“I want it,” she gasped, her voice barely audible. “I want you.”
With that admission, Rahim carried her from the table, her legs wrapped around his back as he began an intense standing fuck. Janina was shocked by his strength as she rode him hard for a good ten minutes before he finally took her to a nearby bedroom.
He lay on his back on the bed, completely naked, as Janina sat on his thick cock. She winced in pain as she began to ride him, her breasts bouncing with every movement. This new position drove Rahim wild, and Janina could feel his cock swelling inside her.
“Fuck! You’re so goddamn tight!” he moaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “You’re going to make me lose it.”
Janina pleaded with him, “Rahim, please… cum outside…”
But he shook his head fiercely. “No way. I’m filling you up deep inside.”
With a final, deep thrust, Rahim let go, spilling himself inside her with a guttural groan. He kept pumping a few more times before Janina collapsed on his chest, thick streams of semen oozing out of her pussy.
They lay there in silence, their bodies tangled together, the only sound their heavy breathing. Rahim knew this wasn’t the end but for now, he had what he needed. And so did she.
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