No Love Lost (Unedited)

Chapter Two

***Okay so this has a little bit of a sex scene, nothing serious though. I put it in to show that they do have a healthy sex life, which is in my opinion important for a married couple. 

Im sure you guys were smart enough to figure it out but whenever it has Micah or Amineh's name at the top it means it is changing to their point of view. Please enjoy and leave comments. Thanks!

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Amineh

After me and Micah’s “discussion”, I went downstairs and ate the left over dinner he had cooked that night and spent the remainder of the night studying for a final. He knew how tedious I worked during finals week and knew not to disturb me. But just like any other time I was away from him for more than a few minutes I longed for his closeness, even though he was right upstairs. As if on cue, he walked into the study with his hair wet and matted to his head, shirtless, with his Scooby-doo boxers on. He must have just gotten out of the shower. I tried to hide my disappointment that he got in without me, as he stood there staring at me making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. His chest gleaming, teasingly as if he had drenched it in baby oil; I had seen it a million times but still I couldn’t help but stare.  I silently thanked Jesus for giving me such a magnificent man. Even after all these years I doubt he knew exactly what he did to me.

 “Come on, you know that book from front to back, take a break, I already have your bath ready.” He pleaded

He was right, I did know the book front to back but that didn’t stop me from looking over the book for the 15th time checking for anything I had missed, “Let me just get through th-.” Before I could even finish he had advanced toward me.

Knowing his intentions I tried to protest and playfully beat against his chest of steel as he picked me up and carried me bridal style towards the stairs. “I’m positive you know every phrase, term, definition, and law in that book Mrs. Miller and I can’t have you missing out on your beauty sleep.” He retorted to my earlier statement.

“I just wanted to review one more chapter.” I lied.

Eyeing me knowingly, “Lies!” he yelled, plopping me down on the bed.

I didn’t even notice we had made it upstairs, let alone to our bedroom. “So you’re saying I need beauty sleep, because I’m not as beautiful anymore?” I asked challengingly.

Beginning to unzip my skirt he eyed me cautiously before answering how I already knew he would, “You have been looking a tad bit tore back lately,” he said.

Micah

She already knew how overly beautiful she was. So, she gasped playfully, laughing, and rolled from under me, stopping me from relieving her of the rest of her skirt.

I don’t know what this woman did to me but everything about her beckoned me. I only had intentions of undressing her to put her in the bath, but now all I wanted to do was make love. When she turned back to face me she just stared, I guess sensing the sudden need I had for her.

“What?” she said. I knew she already knew what I wanted to happen but the woman loved teasing me.

Instead of responding I grabbed hold of her hips sliding her legs off the bed and finished unzipping her skirt throwing it to the floor. Then I took off her shirt, to reveal her beautiful body. She looked at me lustfully as I let my eyes take in all of her beautifully arranged, chocolate features; she is flawless.

I leant down to kiss her, supporting myself with both hands on either side of her face.

“I love you,” I said before I captured her plump lips under mines not giving her time to respond. I kissed her just like every other time, showing her all the passion and love I held for her. 

“I love you too,” she said as I pulled out of the kiss so she could catch her breath.

I spent the night making love to her making sure to caress and kiss every inch of her body in the process.

She is one of the most pious women I know, but when it came to pleasing me there was no end to what she would do. I loved that she went to the extent to always show her love for me, not just in the bedroom but in all aspects of our lives.

We made love to each other until we were both out of breath.

By then the bath water was long past cold, so we took a quick shower. We bathed each other from head-to-toe. I couldn’t help but find humor in the fact that she had to stand on the tip of her toes to reach the top of my head since she was only 5’3 and I was 6’4. This woman loved washing my hair. I loved washing her hair too, but she has only allowed me to do it once. After my first failed attempt to wash it properly she never let me do it again. How do you wash hair wrong, I don’t know, but I had managed to do it. Nevertheless, I loved to watch as she poured shampoo through her curly, thick, long tresses. I was always amazed by the length and curliness of it, I had never seen a black women with a head full of curly hair. She was never reluctant to let anyone know that it was all “natural” as in no perms or weave. She loved her hair like she loved her clothes and I couldn’t wash neither. Go figure!

When we were both done in the shower we hopped out, dried off, brushed our teeth and hopped right into bed. Yes, we slept very naked, not by my choice; this was something she was doing by herself way before me. She cuddled in next to me and allowed me to embrace her small frame.  I just adored the feel of this woman, so much I was already aroused again, but I had no intention of allowing her to relieve me; she had already done more than enough for the night.

Amineh

“Rehum, you’re amazing,” I said truthfully, calling him by his middle name. I scooted impossibly closer to his large body, feeling his slightly erected junk against my behind. I can’t lie I love the feel of it.

He scoffed and turned me towards him, “Not as amazing as you. Lets pray though,” he said smiling.

“Heavenly Father, we come to you as humbly as we know first and foremost thanking you Lord. We praise you in the good and the bad father. Whatever you have in store for us we pray that you give us understanding and wisdom. We ask you to protect our family, and friends, ourselves, our marriage, and our household. We pray that you cast out any anger, resentment, grief, or any other negative emotions we hold in our hearts right now. We ask that you guide us through our tedious schedules tomorrow with you and your word in mind Lord. I thank you for Micah and ask that you keep my husband safe tomorrow as he goes out to protect the people in our community from any dangers that may come. We also lift up Deston to you Lord that you may begin to work in his heart, to relieve him of this addiction. Umh… In Jesus name we pray. Amen.” I finished.

“Amen,” Micah said.

I looked over his shoulder at the clock and saw that it was almost three in the morning, looks like we were going at it for longer than I thought. “So much for my beauty sleep,” I teased.

With both of us laughing, I turned back around allowing him to cuddle me.

Right before we both fell into a deep sleep he whispered, “You don’t need it” and kissed me on the forehead.