Chapter 19
After the little nap that Dulamah had, I quickly got out of the bed as his sleeping form turned. I head to the bathroom and washed the sleep from my face. I dried my face off then headed to the closet to find a dress to wear.
I slipped on a hot pink and black zebra printed dress. It was tight as hell on me. It showed off my curves in the right places and I was pretty sure that Dulamah would enjoy it as much as I am right now.
"You're looking sexy", Dulamah deep voice says from behind me. His hands snake around my waist and he pulls me towards him. "My sexy mama", he says into my ear. I turn around and plant a kiss on his lips. "And my sexy daddy", I whisper back to Him.
"Do you wanna go to the Masjid for Isha?", he asks. "Hmm maybe tomorrow. Let's stay in tonight", I tell him. Dulamah's hands touch my butt and I squeal. "Baby", I say hitting him. "Hmm precious?", he asks squeezing my booty. "Dulamah", I say kissing his cheek. "That felt good as hell", I whispered in his ear.
Dulamah moved out of my reach. "What?", I asked him. "Let's get our things ready so that we can leave the day after tomorrow", he says. I put my hand on his chest and he looks at me with a serious look. "Seriously babe, I want to be one of the first people on that plane. I wanna take my beautiful wife to Riyadh so that she can enjoy herself", he says pulling me to him.
I pull away. "I'll be packing Mr. Amhar", I say walking away. I could tell that he was watching my ass. He could stare all he wanted to but for now I was off limits.
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Dulamah's POV
"Beautiful", I call out to Jalilah as I walk into the living room. "Huh?", she asked turning around. I look at the show that she's watching on TV. She looking at Soul food. "Hello!!! Dulamah what do you want baby?", she asks. I walk over to the couch and take a seat beside her. She wraps her arms around my waist and turns her attention back on the show.
"Kenny and Bird just got in an argument", she says. "They're supposed to be in laws babe", I tell her. "Uhh doi", Jalilah says smacking my forehead. "What was that for?", I ask her. She sits up and turns around to look at me. "For being smart", she says. "What? Am I supposed to be dumb?", I ask her. "No. You supposed to shut up and let me talk", she says.
I stand up from the couch feeling the heat rise from me. 'Calm down Dulamah. Calm down' I reminded myself. "Can you sit down please", Jalilah asks. I walk out of the room and head to the bedroom. "Where are you going Dulamah. Bring your ass back in here", she shouts. I walk out of the bedroom and walk up to her sexy self all mad ready to just- ugh never mind.
"I don't want to argue with you", I tell her. She grabs my arm and pulls me to her. I yank my arm away. She reaches for my arm again and I step out of her reach.
She gets off of the couch and stands in front of me. "What's the matter?", she asks. "You", I say honestly. She gives a shocked expression. "What about me baby?", she asks placing her small hands on my shoulder. "You're crazy", I tell her. She gives a girly laugh then presses her body into mines as her arms go around my waist.
"Crazy huh?", she asks. "Did you hear me right? Do you need a q-tip to clean your ears?", I ask her. She punches my chest. "No I don't need a God damn q-tip, what's up with you?", she asks leaning into me. I pull back and point to her. "No, what's up with you huh? You hit me then you try to demand me and tell me to shut up. Jalilah are you crazy?", I ask her.
She gives me a smirk before walking over to me. "No I'm not crazy", she says walking over to me. She grabs my hands and hold them in hers. "Don't touch me at the moment please", I tell trying to yank my hand away. She hold onto them tight then stands on her tippy toes and kisses my lips fully. "Kiss me back", she whispers into my ear as her hands lips my shirt up on my back.
