Loving You

Chapter 9 - My handsome Prince

"My darling is there anything else I can do for you before I leave to go and get changed into my night clothes?" Ali asked me, coming off the bed and standing to face me. I smiled, grabbed his hand and then said "Ali please come a bit closer."

Without hesitating, Ali sat down on the bed and kissed me gently whilst I carefully undid his tie before unbuttoning the first few buttons on his crisp white shirt. I leaned in and kissed his neck tenderly. He brought his hand to cradle my head and stroked my hair. I looked up and He kissed my cheek before gently getting off the bed and going to the bathroom. He called "by the way, if you are looking for something to wear, might I suggest the surprise under your pillow."

I reached under the pillow and found a small package. I opened it to find a lingerie nightdress. It was a gentle hue of pink and had two small shoulder straps, it's length finishing before my knees with a bold neckline that stopped just before my breasts.

I carefully tried to take off my wedding dress but it kept getting stuck, it's top was so heavy with so much thick Pakistani embroidery and sequinned bead work on every inch of the fabric and the long sleeves were fitted. I grunted and was starting to get fed up as hell with my wedding dress that I had been adoring just hours prior.

Ali heard some of my annoyed sounds and come to me from the bathroom in a bit of a disheveled state as he had been undressing separately so his shirt was now completely unbuttoned but luckily for me there was a white vest top underneath that was a little too tight and his belt was missing with a button on his formal trousers already undone. "Umm what are you doing here?" I blushed and asked meekly. "Angel I know you're struggling, let me help you. You could get seriously hurt." I shook my head 'no' nervously like a stubborn pouty child. "Aww it's ok I know you're nervous hayati look I promise as tempting as it might be, I'll behave myself. I just don't like hearing you struggle. Trust me princess."

He reassured me as he dimmed the lights, his fingers carefully pushed the blouse down so I'd be able to slip my arms out and shrug it off. He then turned around as I shrugged it off, luckily for me I was wearing a satin undershirt underneath my lehenga so I was still pretty covered up. "Thank you so much Ali." "It's no problem at all angel, let me help you with the bottoms too, just lay back, trust me and relax yourself I'll be gentle I promise love." He carefully yanked them off and tickled my tummy just to see me laugh. "Zahra?" He asked suddenly with a little concern, which startled me. "yes Ali?" I asked scared, my expression one of confusion so he sat down on the bed and smiled "don't look so worried my darling I just wanted to ask... well it's been a long day and you haven't had much time and I'll be careful and respectful with you but... do you need the toilet? If so, I'll happily take you."

I blushed bright red and he softly held my hand as he replied "no need to be embarrassed it's a natural process and one that shouldn't be held in too long, let's go." With that I pulled my panties down and got picked up as he sat me down on my adapted toilet seat and closed the door, coming back to pick me up when I was done completely and carefully sat me back in bed. "How was that?" He asked after I had put my panties back on in his absence and had now got a blanket on to cover my legs.

I kissed his cheek to show him how much I appreciated it as he made his way to the bathroom to change, he abruptly stopped in his tracks as he saw me staring at the lingerie "my bride I love you but you know you are under no obligation to wear that if you're uncomfortable with the idea. I can give you one of my shirts instead." He insisted as he could tell how shy I felt looking at this dress. The thought of me, a hijabi who wears pretty loose clothing wearing something so revealing for even my husband on our first night was so overwhelming and scary a thought, especially as each glance at my body made me realise my shortcomings. It's like at times he could read every thought and emotion from my brown orbs as he whispered "you're perfect in every way and kissed my forehead before leaving to go change finally.

I discarded my satin undershirt and put the nightdress on for my husband. I then paired it with a silky rose robe and tied it up at the front. I quickly ran a brush through my hair and put on some perfume.

He came back some minutes later, wearing a black t shirt and a pair of shorts. I can see his handsome figure under his clothes and it excites me a little. His eyes look over me, almost undressing me with pleasure. "Oh my darling you are so beautiful."

I look down, both flattered and a little shy. "Thank you so much, my love. I have never dressed like this for anyone except you so please forgive my bashfulness." Ali sat down next to me, lifted my face gently up again, our eyes never leaving each other's gaze and kissed me passionately. Our lips moving against one another and our tongues in perfect harmony.

When we broke the kiss, He then stroked my cheek and lips gently with the pad of his thumb. "My princess may I take your robe off?" I simply kissed him as his hands undid the knot and gently pulled the robe off my body. He lies down on the bed and I look into his eyes as he calls to me gently "come here sweetheart." He points to his chest and I lie down on his chest as he carefully helps me settle into him and he snuggles me carefully but as much as possible. He wrapped his arm around me and I rested my leg on his leg. "Are you comfy princess?" He asked to which I nodded my head gently as he kissed my forehead gently and reached for the TV remote. We watched a movie together...

During the movie, he tenderly stroked my shoulder and upper arm. His fingers laced with mine. My fingers danced on his chest. We laughed and talked a lot. As the end credits rolled, we shared yet another kiss, desire burning through.