Page 38 of Dirty Wild Sultan

My hands were wrapped around her, her body pressed against my front. She seemed so peaceful sleeping like that in my arms, her breathing even and her long lashes creating shadows on her cheeks. I tucked a stray piece of her hair behind her ear, wishing I could kiss her cheek.

Not wanting to hear her complain about me touching her, I pulled back the pillows in array around the bed. Her hand sought me out, curling around my shoulder and pulling her closer as she hid her face on my chest.

She grumbled in her sleep, “Don’t move.”

I hid my smile and ran my hand through her hair. Even in her sleep, she was bossy. Leaning closer to her, I whispered, “Seducing me already, wife?”

Nasrin stirred, her eyes blinking open in confusion and watching me before she realized how she was holding onto me. Her cheeks flushed as she pulled back. “W-why were you touching me like that? What happened to the pillows…oh.”

She looked at the pillows around us and bit back her retort. I smiled lazily. Seeing her flustered was always an endearing sight.

“You were wrapped around me like a leech, Your Grace,” I mocked. “I should ask you for your intentions, but the way you were holding onto me… they seemed—”

“Stop,” she said and sat up on the bed, her long black hair shining in the sunlight streaming on the bed. “It was not like that. I was just snuggling with you.”

I pulled her closer by her arm, her pupils dilating when I pushed her back to my front. Pressing my body to hers, I whispered, “Like this, Nasrin?”

She nodded weakly. A gasp ricocheted in the room when I pushed my hips against hers, holding her waist and caressing the soft skin. Her hand was clutching the sheets when I slowly moved my hips back and forth, wanting her to know what she did to me.

“What are you doing, Sultan?” she gasped, her nails digging into my forearm when she felt my stiffened member pressing against her.

My warm breath caressed her neck when I kissed her skin. “Showing you what you did to me by snuggling with me.”

Nasrin gasped with a small moan. The sweet sound falling off her lips made me groan, my hips thrusting harder. My grip was so tight on her waist that I prayed I wouldn’t bruise her.

She twisted her body, her eyes bright in the morning sunlight. “I… I want to help you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Help me?”

Her chin dipped, her eyes flickering from my hips to my face. With a flush on her cheeks, she said, “I want to return the favor, Zain.”

I must have been too sleepy to stop her when she straddled me, her lips landing on the base of my throat. I sighed underneath her, closing my eyes to control myself from stripping her and entering inside her in one thrust.

Her lips lowered to my chest, her fingers scratching the hard planes of my stomach, my eyes lowering to the beautiful sight of her breasts swaying in the nightgown. Her hair tickled my skin when her kisses lowered to my hips.

I leaned up, cupping her cheek and bringing her lips to mine and kissing her. I wasn’t surprised by the way Nasrin pressed closer, kissing me deeper. I growled when she bit my bottom lip, licking it. I had to pull away and look at her. Her eyes were a darker shade of brown, almost onyx, as her hand lowered inside my boxers, softly caressing my hardened veiny shaft while looking at me.

I took a deep breath in. The new sensation of her soft hand touching me felt incredible. “You know you don’t have to return any favors, Nasrin,” I said, my voice low and thick.

“I know,” she said, kissing me once more. “But I want to please you, Your Grace.”

She leaned down my spread legs, removing the boxers with her slender fingers. My cheeks flushed hearing the small gasp from her lips when she came face to face with my cock. I had precum glistening on the tip. Her eyes flickered to my face for a moment before lowering to my shaft.

I bit my lip, watching her fingers wrap around me with half-lidded eyes. Her other hand caressed my thigh as she stroked me, squeezing at the base in a way that made me groan. I had never felt such pleasure before. I had when I made her come, but not like that, the way a shiver curled down my body.

My muscles tightened when her lush mouth lowered to the tip, licking the precum with the tip of her pink tongue before sucking it in her mouth. I closed my eyes, clenching the sheets in my hand when Nasrin sucked me again, a throaty groan escaping my lips.

I parted my lids and watched her lower her lips on me, my cock sliding inside her warm and wet mouth, making me curse. Her cheeks hollowed as she pleasured me with her sinful mouth, my hips straining not to thrust inside her. I didn’t want to hurt her.

“If you keep doing that,” I breathed. “I will cum inside your mouth, Nasrin.”

She pulled away, a string of saliva following her as she licked her lips. “Do as you please, Sultan,” she said in her husky voice, while smiling.

She fucking smiled.

I couldn’t stop myself from wrapping my hand around her hair and tugging her towards me and kissing her pillowy lips. She moaned into my mouth when I deepened the kiss, letting her know how much her words aroused me.

“You wreck me, Nasrin,” I whispered, pulling away and glared at her. “Don’t say things like that unless you are asking to be fucked until you can’t walk properly for a week.”

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