"You walked into the lion's den, sweetheart," he whispered, stepping closer. "And lions don't let go so easily."
He looked down at her leg, at her trembling hands, and the fear in her eyes.
"A beautiful young girl like you," he chuckled, "shouldn't...
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The early morning sun cast a soft, golden light across the room, its warmth a gentle invitation to start the day. Her skin, glowing and flawless, looked like it had been kissed by the heavens themselves.
The first rays of sunlight falling on her face. Her porcelain skin glistening as he brushed his lips on them. She was perfectly naked. Sleeping besides him with so much comfort.
Sultan watched her with much sensuality dwelling in his body. He almost ravished her. Yet his thirst for her wasn't gone.
"Amore............I think we should spend this day sleeping like this. You need rest."
It was the poorest excuse to make her stay. She darted her face at him as their nose made contact with each other. She smiled the purest smile in the world.
"I have been sleeping since the day I came here Sultanji. When did you let me work?"
"You don't need to work like a typical housewife Amore. I promised I will fulfill your dreams. You gonna study hard and get a respected job. Unlike me whose reputation is very bad. So that our children can get be proud of their mother."
"What are you speaking Sultanji?, "her doe eyes reflected concern."They will be proud of their father as well. Why do you have such negative thoughts in your mind?"
"No Amore, "he replied trying to hid the sadness in his voice. "They will hate me when they know the real me. Just like you hated me before."
She quickly rose up on the bed. Her eyes threatening to spill any moment."I never hated you. I cannot hate anyone."
"Calm down kitten."
"No.I think there's no way to stop me now. And I think you will be a wonderful father in the future." She realised what she was blabbering. He looked at her with a smug look. Like a predator he advanced at her.
"But before that,I have to become a wonderful husband. And being a good husband means making you feel pleasure," Without giving her a second to speak he captured her lips. His tongue making its way in her mouth savouring the sweetness. He straddled her on his laps entering her in a swift motion. Thrusting her in rhythm.
"Sul-sultanji y-you have work.I-i I have a lot of work. I'm going to be so mad at myself if you keep me tied up like this all the time. Honey please let go."
Sultan was feeling very amused. For the first time in their married life, his love called him honey."Call me honey one more time. Then I'll let you go."
"Honey please let me go."
"Fine. But never leave a job unfinished." Sultan said with a mischievous smile and bit her lips even harsher. He spread her legs positioning himself at her entrance."I dint get enough of you."
He kept pushing until he'd penetrated her completely. With a hand on either side of her he started pumping her. Every thrust made him go deeper. He was slamming into her, hitting her spot on the way in. She was throwing her head sideways. She panted. She could hardly breathe. This was even better then last night. When she couldn't take it anymore she cried out.
