Nour in the MM..
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No smut.
chapter four:
Dani let out a shaky breath as she slumped back in her seat after parking. She was shaking, the adrenaline still pumping in her chest as dark grey eyes filled her mind. She felt frustrated, as if she was interrupted from a moment that she never wanted to end. The way Nour's body felt against hers was something out of a book. Like the type of books she'd sneak in her home office along with her fingers in between her legs after a long night. Their slender yet toned body was warm as they moved against each other, Dani biting her lip as the sparks rippled through her body from the recent encounter.
She got out of the car and walked up to the porch, unlocking her door to see Alfred and her mother sitting on their white L-shaped couch. Danielle huffed, shutting the door and kicking off her heels.
"Where were you?! I was worried sick Dani!" Alfred hissed. Danielle ignored him, walking over to her mother and kissing the older woman's cheek.
"Sorry mama. You should be in bed. He didn't have to call you here." Danielle sighed as she rubbed her mothers shoulders.
"He was worried about you. You know he only calls me when he's worried, Dani." Her mother responded while shooting her a stern look. Danielle nodded with a short smile before looking over at Alfred.
"I went out. Like I said I was doing."
"For three hours?"
"Oh please, that's nothing compared to you." Danielle scoffed.
"Mama May, how about I drive you home? Or do you want to stay in the guest room for tonight?" Alfred asked causing Danielle to bite her tongue. She didn't need her mother asking questions about why her marriage is so tense. She wouldn't know what to tell her, her mother being traditional in all aspects.
"I'll stay, dear. It's clear you both need to talk. Have a goodnight." Danielle watched as her mother walked up to the guest room after she shot her a look, shutting the door and leaving her and Alfred in a thick silence.
"Did you sleep with someone else? Why is your hair so frizzy?" Alfred asked quietly. Danielle laughed as she held in her tears of anger.
"That's the first thing you think of? It makes me wonder what you be doing. I went out for drinks. I only had two."
"Why do you smell like cologne?" Danielle looked at him in confusion, Alfred walking toward her and grabbing the hem of her shirt and sniffing.
"I was dancing. Is that a crime?"
The way we were dancing should be..
"No. Not at all. It's clear there's something going on with you. I understand I haven't been the best husband, but now you're going out and coming home smelling like another man? That's outrageous."
"Don't you dare turn this on me! Unlike you, I don't go out all the time and yes you haven't been the best husband. I'm glad you're self aware enough to admit it." Danielle barked. Alfred stepped back while shaking his head and chuckling. He didn't know what to say and it was written all over his face.
"You know what.."
"Yeah, what huh? Nothing to say?" Danielle pressed. Alfred just ran a hand down his face before shrugging with a huff.
"I guess so, Danielle."
Danielle let out a teary laugh, her throat clouded with frustration. She wanted nothing more than to slap him across his now smug face. She was convinced that he does things on purpose to get a reaction from her.
"Then that's it then. We're done here." Danielle responded coldly. Alfred looked over at her, the tone being unfamiliar with him. He hasn't heard her sound like that the entire fifteen years they were together.
"Dani.."
Danielle didn't respond, slowly walking upstairs to her bedroom and shutting the door. She locked it before sliding down onto the ground with her back against the cool oak frame. She felt numb, staring at the ground as tears slowly streamed down her face.
She leaned back, having no energy to sob as she shut her eyes. She was exhausted, her words echoing in her mind because she knew she meant it, and based on his reaction he knew she meant it too.
"I did everything right.." Danielle whispered to herself. She felt like a little girl again, unable to understand where she went wrong to deserve such anguish. She was drained, having no more fight in her.
Danielle stood to her feet, walking to the shower and turning it on. She wiped her tears before taking off her shirt, the smell of heaven filling her nose. Danielle bundled up her shirt, sniffing it before moaning quietly. It smelt like vanilla and Egyptian musk, it being the sweetest combination.
"My goodness..he smelled amazing." Danielle whispered, her eyes shut as she remembered the feeling of Nour's heavy hands holding her sides, gripping her body and massaging her as they moved against each other. It was passionate, her body tingling from the memory.
She folded the tank top and gently placed it on the edge of the sink before undressing herself. After removing her wig and unbraiding her hair, she combed it out before stepping into the shower. Her body tensed before relaxing completely under the hot water that spilled down over her head. It felt good, her hair becoming saturated as the steam hugged her body.
She detangled her hair, massaging her scalp with her rosemary and peppermint shampoo. After conditioning, she washed her body, feeling out her curves and rubbing her thighs. She was in good shape, having a relatively good diet and genetics playing a part. Her thighs were thick, her ass sitting up in perfect shape. Her stretch marks plagued her lower stomach and upper thighs, her stomach round and soft giving her an hour glass figure.
She had natural births with both her children, being slightly grateful that she was able to completely bounce back after Elias. Her breasts were plump, her nipples large and erect as she gripped them, pinching and rolling her fingers with pressure causing her to whimper quietly.
She turned on the bath water, tip toeing out of the tub and opening her lower cabinet, pulling out the shoe box. She opened it, biting her lip as she stared at the dildo before grabbing it and pulling it from its package. She slipped back into the shower, wetting it before sticking it onto the wooden water bench with the suction cup at the base.
She turned the shower back on, Danielle propping up her leg on the shower bench and rubbing her clít. She gasped, pulling on her breasts that were sensitive after years of breast feeding. They were still tender, Danielle having galactorrhea due to taking birth control after she weaned Elias off. The excess prolactin caused her breasts to be full of milk, leaving them tender and sensitive. Her nipples were extremely reactive from any sensation, and it was pleasurable at times.
Like now, as she pulled and pinched and rolled them in between her fingers, her clït pulsating as it started to swell from arousal. Her eyes closed, her lips parting as her head fell back. She allowed her fingers to run through her folds before bringing them back to her breasts as she positioned herself over the toy.
Danielle lowered herself down, gasping loudly as she moaned, biting her lip to keep quiet. She sunk down all the way, taking in the full nine inches as she pinched her nipples. One of her hands found her clit and she rubbed as she started to move up and down on the toy.
She imagined hands guiding her on her waist, rubbing her clït for her as she moved her hips back and forth, the fullness causing her legs to shake as it hit her g-spot.
"Oh yes.." Danielle whimpered, fantasizing about kisses going down her neck and back as she started to move faster. She switched positions, sticking the toy onto the shower wall and bending over, slipping back against it.
"Fuck yes, that's right.." Danielle moaned loudly, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she started to move against the toy. She took it all, her wetness filling her ears and making her even more aroused.
Cum for me..
Danielle moaned as she started to cum, the velvet voice that filled her mind sounding familiar which made her clít pulsate as she came, clenching down on the toy. She panted, letting out a shaky breath as she moved away from the toy, her cum dripping down her shaking thighs.
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