CHAPTER 55

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"Do we have apple juice?" I open the fridge to check, five and a half bottles of water stare back at me "nope. Raheem, we should go food shopping" i state taking off the turban I had on.

"Nadia, we just had lunch and, we're only here for a week"

"Both of those statements are irrelevant to my previous statement y'know" I say pulling him into the bedroom with me. We stop next to the bed and he sits down at the edge facing me. "Take the top off"

He raises his eyebrows before starting to take it off "Ok mamacita" the top is off, i straddle his lap and my hands go straight to his chest, down his arms and lead his hands to the hem of my shirt.

He gets the picture and lifts it off over my head before our lips connect. Connecting in a deep, slow kiss, filling my belly with butterflies.

Eventually he breaks the kiss and moves to his favourite spot on my neck "Move your hips for me Nadia" he says right next to my ear, the hoarse sound of his voice going straight to the pit of my stomach.

I nod against his neck "yea, okay" completely forgetting I was in control two seconds ago, I do exactly as he says.

"Fuck" He groan's and his lips are on mine again. This time rough and a lot faster as soft moans escape my throat.

At this point my skirt is a bit damp and bunched up at my hips, slightly uncomfortable. I stand up parting with him and pull  at the waist dropping it to my feet. His hungry eyes watch my every more.

In a second he's standing in front of me. We're kissing again but not for long because he lowers me onto the bed, laying me down. "You okay?"

"Yeah, you?"

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"Great, do you want me-"

A little laugh escapes my lips "Yes Raheem, you can proceed" he climbs on top of me making sure to kiss the tiny heart on my hip bone.

Funny enough he's at my neck again, but is making it a mission not to stay long in one spot, not at all what he usually does, I completely forget about that as my attention snaps to his hand sliding into my underwear in between my legs.

My already heavy breathing speeds up and I'm suddenly aware of the butterflies once again. His fingers move faster and I can feel myself tipping over the edge. My one hand finds it's way into Raheem's hair pulling him impossibly closer and the other one tightly grips the sheets

"Raheem-" I unintentionally moan his name, he glances up at me, and it almost like he can read my thoughts

"Not yet love" the words roll off his tongue as he takes his fingers out of me. Frustration washes over me for three seconds. The amount of time it takes him to pull his shorts off and thrust into me with a grunt.

Under his breath a sting of swear words leave his mouth "Fuck Nadia," he frantically kisses all over my face and picks up the pace "You feel so good"

Im a flustered moaning, whining mess, but i slow my breathing down enough to get out a low "Slow...down"

My nails scratch and dig into his back, making him groan lowly. I'm on the verge of becoming undone and he can tell so he doesn't listen. From his unrhythmic movements I can tell he's also close.

He's kissing me hard, my legs start shaking and when he bite's my bottom lip, I let go with sounds I didn't even know I could make. I close my eyes tightly and arch my back loosing focus of everything.

Raheem finishes, and falls onto the bed next to me then pulls me onto his chest. I look up at him through my eyelashes.

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