《I Fell For The Muslim Girl》Chapter 92 : Our First Kiss
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Love me like you do
Love me like you do
Touch me like you do
Touch me like you do
What are you waiting for?
I twisted the wedding ring on my finger while sitting on the side of the bed, waiting for my lovely wife to come out of the bathroom.
Even though I told her to change in our room but she refused to do so as she was being so nervous about doing stuff like that around me. I guess she wasn't ready for the thing. Yet!
A few minutes later, I heard the door to the bathroom opened and she walked out of it slowly with both of her hands on her side.
She was wearing a pearl white silk dress, the end of her dress just sit below her knees, displaying her soft, pale skin to me and her long brown hair was tied up into a ponytail.
"Holy shit! My wife is so fucking beautiful!"
How could anyone be so beautiful?
"There's my wife." I immediately stood up to my feet and she kept her eyes on me.
I noticed that her silk dress was a bit transparent and visuals of what lied underneath it was enough to ignite my soul and set my heart on fire.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked nervously while playing with her fingers.
"Nothing. You're just too attractive." I smirked and she dropped her gaze. I swore that I caught her smiling when I said that.
"Come here." I held out my hand at her and she began taking her steps closer towards me.
When she got close enough, I grabbed a hold of her thin waist and pulled her closer to me then she bit her lower lip to stifle her amusement.
"Finally, you're mine." I whispered and pulled her straight into my arms.
I am 23 and married. I can't believe that I'm actually married to this Muslim hottie. What did I ever do to deserve her?
She pulled away and looked me in the eye, "I'm all yours."
"Glad." I smiled before sweeping her off her feet which made her squealed in surprise.
"I told you that I'll be doing this again on our first wedding night, remember?" I smirked and she giggled in excitement. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and hold on tight as I carried her small body to the bed with ease.
I laid her down gently on the bed and began climbing slowly on top of her but careful not to put my weight on her by supporting my body weight with my left hand.
I stroked her right cheek with the back of my hand and moved my hand up to her soft hair. Slowly, I pulled the band out of her hair and let her hair fell freely against her neck.
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After that, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto the floor. We never broke eye contact since I carried her to the bed. She was watching every single move that I made.
We stared at each other for a few moments and I began to notice the beauty behind her eyes. They sparkled with love and desire like a bright, clear emerald lit by the flames of beauty itself.
Everything about her was just too beautiful.
"Can I kiss you now?" I asked, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.
"Yea." she whispered, nodding her head slowly.
When I was about to lean down and kiss her, she stopped me by placing her index finger on my lips.
"Wait." she breathed out.
"What is it?" I asked, frowning. Obviously confused by her action.
"I don't wanna go too fast." she practically begged and I giggled.
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna do anything to you until you're completely ready, okay?" I kept my tone serious, just to reassure her of that situation.
"Okay." she nodded before moving her finger away from my lips.
"Now, can I kiss you?" I plunged my eyebrows together as a sign of desperation and she grinned.
"Yea."
Is this really happening? Am I really gonna be kissing this girl?
I immediately felt the urge to do so, to taste her lips and to feel her soft touch on me.
I caressed her lips with my thumb and tried to memorise how beautiful they were. Her lips were so plump and pink which sent my mind into a sensual state of intoxication.
That's why I reached towards her face and touched them lightly before the urge to kiss her sexy lips took over.
Without wasting any time, I moved my head closer to hers and leaned in so my forehead touched hers. I closed my eyes and finally pressed my lips gently against hers. In that moment, I felt her body loosened and it was nothing compared to what I had imagined her lips would taste like.
The time just stopped and everything around us melted away, including my soul and the moment was ours. For the kiss it was as if we've been transported somewhere heavenly. It was a whole new world for me.
I pushes my lips in more firmly and the wave that ran through me was intoxicating, making my head swum and my heart sank.
My left hand was still rested on the bed to hold myself up while my other hand began making its way down her perfect body. She kissed me back and I felt her small hands came up to my neck and hair.
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She ran her fingers through my hair and tugged at them which led to me letting out a satisfactory moan. I felt her grinning against my mouth and I emitted a small chuckle.
Not long afterwards, she placed her hands on my chest which indicated that she wanted me to stop as she was short of breath.
I understand that I had to give her some space as this was her first time doing it. I guess it was my first time too as I didn't love any of them before. It was a completely different experience when you love the person.
We pulled apart then opened our eyes and took shaky, shallow breaths.
"Are you okay?" I asked, twirling her hair around my finger.
She placed her hands at either side of my face and whispered, "I'm okay."
To my surprise, she wrapped her arms slowly around my neck and actually pulled me in closer towards her like she was asking for more. I pressed my body harder against hers and she bit her bottom lip like she always did. There's nothing I'd find sexier than that.
My mind and body were fuelled with more intensity and anticipation. The urge to devour all of her began taking over and I was unable to control myself anymore.
"Fuck!" I cursed for not being able to contain the desire anymore. I held her head with one hand and slipped my fingers at the back of her neck before pulling her into a fiery and passionate kiss.
God knows how long I've been waiting all my life for this moment to come and I don't want to waste any time anymore.
The flame of anticipation that was burning inside of me got extremely dangerous as I deepened the kiss. I was kissing her like there was no tomorrow, I devoured her lips like crazy and enjoyed the taste on my lips when we kissed.
I couldn't turn back, once I've tasted her on my lips then I wouldn't be able to resist those desire anymore. Her lips were made of ecstasy that I wanted to get high 24/7.
"God, I'll be hers for a thousand lives."
The hunger to take it to the next level overpowered me as my hand began to venture over her curved body, exploring. I kissed her even harder and a moan escaped her lips. It was so sexy.
My hand began making its way down her body, to her chest, her stomach, kissing every single inch of her body and finally to the bottom of her dress. I lifted her dress up a bit and started massaging her thighs but she paid no attention to it.
Her hands and soft touch on me...
She was too busy running her hands all over my body to even notice what I was doing. Her hands reached up to rub my bare chest and began finding their way down to my six-pack. This girl was driving me crazy.
I broke the kiss and started brushing my lips against her cheeks and off to her jawline before going down to her neck and collarbone. I snuggled into her neck and leaned in, softly kissing up and down it, licking and sucking at her soft skin gently. She smelled so lovely and tasted so good. She arched her back and let out little whimpers of anticipation.
The pleasure that I've given to her was never enough. I would do anything to make this girl happy. For as long as I live.
"You're so sexy. All of you belongs to me, understand?" I buried my head in her neck and whispered seductively against her ear.
"Only you..." she breathed out harshly, trying to catch her breath between each words.
"Good girl." I grinned and brushed my nose against her neck.
I worked my way back to her tender, smooth lips and captured them once again as I felt her hands made their way around my body, feeling each crevasse, each line along my perfect physique.
The room was filled with her moans and the temperature of the room was rising drastically in that moment. It was the sexiest sound I've ever heard.
I placed a small kiss on her nose and up to her forehead before pulling back once again and we panted like crazy. We both were out of breath. I rested my forehead against hers as our nose touched.
I looked down to her lips and the pink colour of her lips were turning red, swollen which indicated of how hard I've assaulted them.
I brushed her hair out of her face and a glimpse of happiness flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"I love you, Camila." I gave a reduced groan into her ear.
She reached out for my face and brought my head closer to hers until our foreheads touched, "I love you too."
I lied down beside her and pulled her closer to my naked chest. I cuddled her up and she snuggled againts my chest as I rested my chin on top of her head.
"Goodnight, husband." she murmured, drawing circles on my chest with her little finger.
"Goodnight, wife." I planted a kiss on her forehead and I felt her smiling against my chest.
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