It's been a week since that horrible day. We were discharged the next morning, as Aaliyah's health hadn't worsened and from there we had to go the police station to report what had happened. The rest would be handled by our lawyer and I'm glad, because my wife doesn't have to put up with the whole questionnaire.
Aaliyah has been accompanying me often to the office. She doesn't want to stay home alone but it's getting better. Today she'll be meeting with Sadia after a long time and she has been so excited about it.
We're currently still in bed and it's just 7am. We prayed fajr and after our dhikr and dose of Quran we returned to bed. To be precise, I'm just in my boxers and Aaliyah only in her undergarments too.
After fajr, we slipped off our prayer abayas and weren't in the mood to wear something else. Aaliyah is reading on her kindle and I was checking the mails, as we had slept early last night and thus we aren't sleepy anymore.
As I'm done with my mails for the day, I put my laptop aside and looking to my side, I find Aaliyah still reading. I scoot closer and encircle her waist, pulling her closer, making her back flush agaisnt my chest.
Honestly, I'm in the mood for some spice. I push her hair to the side and start kissing her neck. She breathes audibly and I feel her put her kindle away. My leg instinctively goes to part her legs and rest between them. She opens her legs and starts rubbing against my thigh.
I understand, that she wants me too, so my hand goes to her waist, going lower and lower until I'm met with her core. She gasps, as I start circling her and she turn slightly and her hand comes to the end of my boxers, pulling them down a bit.
I smirk, "Eager, are we?" I tease before slipping off my boxers and her undergarments too. Now both my legs are between hers and I use them to part her legs. "Please," she whispers and that's the cue for me to hold her leg which is above mine in place and slide into her.
It's a new position for us and thus it makes us come undone quickly. Aaliyah is quick to catch her breath and turn around to kiss me, her lips tasting like the most addictive thing on the face of earth.
She dares to straddle me and we go for another session. And another. Finally we have to stop as it's time for me to go to the office and drop Aaliyah at her cousins house.
I scoop her naked body into my arms and walk us towards the bathroom, where we first go for another round against the showerwall, then finally help eachother do our ghusl. It's more of me doing Aaliyah's ghusl and then mine.
It's always me who does her ghusl, because she is too tired and I don't complain. She rests her head against my chest as I blow dry her hair and she draws little doodles across my chest.
"Done," I tell her when I'm finished with her hair and she gives me the hairclip she was holding in her hand to gather her hair. I do that and we proceed to dress ourselves up, in the closet.
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