Ruhani ~ The Language Of Love

37 ~ "That is like my Queen,"

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Author's note - Important to our fellow Muslim readers.

So, I was a little scared of writing this particular scene because when Rafiq went down on Gulaab. A few of you pointed out that it is prohibited in Islam.

So, I googled and researched a lot about it and discovered that there is no direct comment on it in the holy text. Also, it is completely allowed to pleasure each other in a married relationship. But, what is prohibited is taking semen into the mouth.

So, going ahead with this I wrote this chapter and it required a lot of my courage.

I respect all the religions but still if you feel going down is not your thing, you can skip this chapter wholeheartedly ❤❤❤

Ruhani POV

"Understand?"

He asked and I nodded lightly.

My eyes scanned him as he leaned in and placed another kiss on my thigh. He started leaving butterfly kisses on my and his hand slowly parting my legs again.

I gulped, my lips parted and my posture straightened when his lips started diverting their position to the inside of my thigh.

My knees felt insanely weak and I sucked my lips with the new sensations of pleasure. It was soft, breathtaking, easy, and mind-bending.

He parted my legs, even more, making me die out of timidness.

His lips moved further, getting closer to the inside of my thigh.

My head falls backward, along with my body. My hand rested on his shoulder and another behind to support my position.

The cold wind shivered me but I was warmed enough to be least affected.

His lips sent shivers down my spine. And, when he chose a place to suck me even harsher. I went insane.

Suddenly, he held my thigh and kept it over his shoulder which made me feel more exposed and timid than ever before.

He kissed me on the inside of my thigh and I could feel his wild breaths on the most sensitive part of my body.

He lean in even closer and pressed his lips against my lower abdomen. My body was shaking, with the position, fear, and coldness. And, it went extreme when he looked above at me, held my gaze, and moved his lips to the region, that I never even dared to imagine him kissing.

My eyes blinked, eyebrows thinned, lips parted, uneven breaths fanned and a heart pounded altogether.

I shivered to the core. His lips felt warm, soft there. I try to shake my head reminding him that he should not be doing it. He was my husband, the Sultan, and seeing him down there was making me vulnerable.

But, he lowered his gaze back and kissed me again, and again until he slowly shifted it to the harsh sucking.

My head falls backward, my hair was messed up, my nakedness stopped bothering me, and my stomach twisted in a thousand ways. My lips turned dry with the inaudible moans.

My fingers trembling to just hold his wrist and stop him but my body not working in the same way.

And, when the sensations heightened, I bit my lips with my teeth and it became unbearable, I moved my hand from the surface, but it shamelessly went into his hair, holding them lightly.

"That is like my Queen,"

He muttered and sucked me even more insane.

I felt tired, exhausted, and charged altogether. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and I felt something building in my stomach.