A week later, Nidal still had not come to me. I was brought three meals a day and then left alone to fend for myself. The window was my only escape to reality. I sat in the chair by the window all day, every day, and waited for a glimpse of Nidal. A few times, I saw him walk across the grounds to the stables and ride away on a black stallion.
Tonight, to my surprise, as I lay in bed aching for Nidal, I heard the door unlock, and I saw Nidal's silhouette enter the room. It was a full moon, and the moonbeams shined through the window, allowing me to make out Nidal's body. My heart stopped beating as I looked hungrily at him. Then I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I could hear him undress, and then he slid into bed with me. I held my breath. But I could not stop the tears that escaped my eyes and slid down my face. They were tears of joy. He came back to me at last.
After Nidal's head hit the pillow, I heard him sigh. A few minutes later, his hand lightly caressed my face.
"Don't cry, Loula," he whispered softly.
I did not respond. Instead, I continued to fake sleep. Nidal caressed my face, and then his hand roamed downward, and he grabbed my breast. He played with them gently, sending tingling ripples of sensation up and down my body. It was getting harder for me to fake sleep. Nidal's lips kissed my neck slowly as he licked his way down to my breast. My nipples hardened, and I wrapped my hands around his head, enjoying the sensation that was coursing throughout my entire body. My body betrayed me, and I trembled as Nidal's lips continued down a path to nether land.
Nidal parted my legs, and he cradled his face among my most private part and played me until I heard myself scream in ecstasy. He continued to rock my world until I lay breathless, as my tears once again spilled down my face. Nidal's lips traveled slowly back up my body, creating an electrifying sensation, traces of his lovemaking, all over my entire body. I lost myself again in this world of bliss.
When his lips came up my neck and found my lips, he kissed me with fierce possession. I wrapped my arms around him and held on to him tightly. I was in heaven, and I never wanted to leave this place ever. But almost immediately, Nidal pulled back and rolled over to his side of the bed, turning his back to me. I stared at him with disbelief. My heart was still pounding. I did not understand what was happening. I was blown away. He was punishing me. He made love to me, and then he pulled away from me without any regard to my state of mind. I lay still, hurt by his sudden change of mind. His withdrawal was like a knife in my heart.
Suddenly, Nidal jumped out of bed and dressed quickly, and before I knew it, he was out the door. I heard him lock me in. Even if I tried, I could not stop the flow of tears that made their way down my face. In a way, it was therapeutic for me to allow myself the luxury of crying my heart out. In the end, I just closed my eyes and pictured Nidal here beside me. I slept with that thought every night until he next came to me, two weeks later.
I was by the window staring out at the moonless night when I heard the lock turn on the door. Like a thief in the night, Nidal unlocked the door and entered. After he closed the door, he stood there without moving for a few minutes. The small flame that was left on the candle was about to diminish. He was naked from the waist up, I could see the muscles on his bare chest, and I felt my body heat rise.
I stood frozen, waiting for Nidal to make the first move. The excitement of his appearance was shooting throughout my entire body. It took every ounce of strength I had to control myself. The minutes ticked by slowly. Finally, Nidal stepped forward, and he grabbed me, lifted me, and thrust my body against the wall. His mouth came crashing down on mine, and his hands cupped my butt and pulled it toward his manhood. His breathing became heavy with lust, and my heart skipped a beat when I felt his enlarged shaft pressing against me. I untied the strings to his pantaloons, and they dropped to the floor. I reached inside his underpants, grabbed his shaft, and played with it. Nidal groaned as soon as I touched him, and he grabbed my nightgown and ripped it off my body.
Within seconds, Nidal had discarded his undergarment, and he pushed his body up against mine. He put his knee between my legs and parted them, allowing for his groin to enter me hard as he plunged deep inside me. Electricity coursed throughout my entire body, and I dug my nails into his skin. Almost immediately, my body trembled with desire. I came long and hard. I cried out his name passionately in the heat of the moment. That drove him mad with desire. He moaned out loud as he continued to savagely thrust himself inside me. He was out of control and did not realize the wild way that he was making love to me. His hands slid down to my butt just as he was about to spill his seed inside me. Nidal stopped kissing me. His eyes met mine passionately, and I could tell that he was about to reach his peak. He pulled my butt tightly up against his groin as he slammed into me one more time, and then I felt his body shudder. His lips parted as he moaned aloud.
I was still trembling from the aftershocks of Nidal's sexy lovemaking, and my hands slid inside his thick, long, black hair. I pulled his head toward my lips, and I kissed him fiercely. I was lost in this moment of heavenly bliss. It came as a shock to me when Nidal instantaneously pulled his lips away from mine. Confused, I looked at him, questioning his behavior. Nidal ignored me and stepped away. Standing naked up against the wall, I watched Nidal pick up his clothes from the floor and dress quietly without even a glance my way, and then he swiftly exited the room.
Chills ran up and down my spine. It was suddenly cold in this room. I bent over, retrieved my nightgown, and threw it over my head. I walked over to the bed and slipped under the covers. I felt numb, unable to feel anything at all. I realized that even the tears were absent this time around. Suddenly, the flame from the candle extinguished, and it was dark in the room. The pain from my heart was absent. My heart was frozen. I sighed. Sleep claimed my body instantly that night, not allowing any room for regrets.
