Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

The two of them indeed resumed where they left off: Making love at the table.

Khalifa was sitting on the study table, skirt kept up all the way up, legs wide open, with Jacob shaking his hip like a dog.

Except for her cardigan, her hair down, and glasses off, her upper body was completely proper, and it was the same for Jacob.

They didn’t dare lose too much clothing anymore.

However, the scare did not stop their relations. If anything, it got wilder because they couldn’t prolong it.

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As he pumped, Jacob nibbled on her ears, whispering, "Ah… Khalifa… " he panted, hit breath heating up her neck and ears. "So tight…ah… I’m dying…ah…"

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Khalifa let out melodious moans as he thrusted into her, over and over, wrapping her arms around him, rubbing her clothed bouncing breasts against his.

He hastened his pace moving in and out in and out, in the most exhilarating exercise of nature.

"Ha…. Ahhh, ahh…" She mewled lightly, gripping his shirt tightly for dear life, and his pistoning just increased its pacing.

Jacob soon felt his seed overflowing, and her meat walls tightened around his. With an erotic splurt, she soon released her honey.

He buried his head on her shoulders to muffle his loud grunt, finally releasing his hot seeds.

They breathed heavily, holding on to each other, absorbing the high of their climax.

Jacob embraced her tighter, feeling her warmth. "I wish I could stay like this the whole night." He mumbled, knowing that she would leave after this.

Her other men definitely could, he thought bitterly.

They were adult men who had a place in this world, while he was still a kid who lived with his parents.

Then, he had an idea and raised his head.

He looked at her and his dick left her hole, reluctantly pulling it out. With pursed lips, he arranged her clothing herself, before excusing himself and going downstairs.

"Let me talk to them about something before you go." He said. "I will ask them something very important."

While a bit curious, Khalifa just nodded her head in the end.

A quarter of an hour later, he got to his room and saw that she was ready to go, and was just waiting for him before leaving.

So excited to leave?

He sighed and brought her out the door himself, while his parents said goodbye to her when they passed them.

"Come back early." Jacob’s dad said and Khalifa raised an eyebrow and looked at Jacob.

He looked embarrassed and cleared his throat, only speaking when they were already outside the house.

"Can I bring you home tonight? I will just drop you off…" he said.

Khalifa was a little surprised.

It wasn’t that this was the first time he offered. It was just that she had always refused his offers before, primarily because she was afraid he’d show up unannounced.

"I promise I won’t make surprise visits…"

After a bit more persuasion she finally nodded and Jacob was surprised she lived in the nearby villa area.

Puzzled, he turned to look at her. "You live here?"

"Just for this month." She said, shrugging. It was too early to tell him about the island.

Then he looked at her bitterly. "If I had known I’d have chosen an apartment near here rather than near your school."

"What?"

"I convinced my parents to let me live in an apartment near the school." He said after a moment of silence.

"Oh, good for you."

"It means I can do what I want."

"Oh."

Seeing that she really didn’t care he could only scratch his head in frustration.

"It means we can have sex unscrupulously."

He said, explaining, in a tone like speaking to a child.

She chuckled at his wording.

Unscrupulously?

"Let me guess, provided you maintain your grades right?"

Jacob flinched. "...Yes."

She chuckled beautifully, making him gape at her, and she rubbed his taller head and laughed.

"Well, you better work hard then."

He felt complicated at the gesture. He liked that she kept touching him, but it always felt like she treated him like a kid.

It was around this time that the corner of his eye saw the curtain move. It opened a little and his sharp eyes caught the light silhouette of an adult man.

His eyebrows furled and he looked up. Their eyes met, and he felt annoyed and intimidated just by looking at it.

Khalifa had no idea about the short exchange and just continued to rub the young man’s head.

However, he unexpectedly grabbed her naughty hand on his head and pulled it down his lips, his immature expression morphing to a serious one.

His eyes heated on her, filled with passion.

For a moment Khalifa thought she was facing a mature man.

"Don’t treat me like a kid."

Khalifa blinked, wondering what brought this sudden rebelliousness on. She squeezed his cheek instead, thinking he was adorable.

"Idiot. If I really did, I wouldn’t be sleeping with you."

He gaped at her, looking at her with scrutiny. "Really?"

"Of course."

He stared at her for a while, as if determining how serious she was. Khalifa rolled her eyes and gestured to turn when he grabbed her waist and pulled her to him.

His warm palm stayed on her back and he leaned down to meet her lips, giving her a deep long kiss.

"In any case, I will catch up with your other men." He declared, "No, I will surpass them."

She giggled and placed two soft palms on the sides of his face. "So, like I said, you better work harder."

He pouted.

Jacob was really unsure whether she believed his words, but he buried his head in the crook of her neck anyway.

As he did so, his head tilted up a little to be able to see the man in the window.

He was still there, watching. His stoic and unchanging face just told him he was not seen as a threat at all.

It was extremely annoying.

"I won’t lose to them." He told her, "Definitely."