Page 41 of Isn't She Lucky
More tears fall from my eyes and run down to my ears. I say, “Kasim, I love you so much.” I lift my head to kiss his lips, pulling him down to me again. His lips feel right against mine. His body is right against mine. Everything is right.
“I need you.” He closes his eyes briefly, then reopens them and says, “Let me be more specific. I need to make love to you, Giada.”
“I know.”
“Do you want me?”
“I do,” I answer breathlessly.
“May I take this off?” he asks, tugging at my nightgown.
I nod slowly.
He pulls my nightgown up over my head, staring down at my heaving chest. He’s never seen me naked before. I’ve never seen him naked. This is a new experience for us.
“Your body is beautiful,” he tells me, tracing my breasts with his index finger. “Everything about you is beautiful.”
I let his words consume me while he explores. In an instant, he dips his head, his mouth to my softness, tasting me. Consuming me. Becoming acquainted with me. The feeling of his warm mouth has my entire body quivering.
“Mmm.” He groans deeply – sounds like a rumble of thunder flowing through him to me.
“G?” he says against my lips.
“Yes?”
“Why do you look scared?”
“I’m not scared. I’m just—I—I’ve never done this.”
“Me either.”
“But I want to. Please don’t think that I don’t.”
He says, “I want you to be okay. I’m not trying to seduce you.”
I giggle. “Is it really seduction when I want you just as much as you want me, husband?”
He smiles. “I guess not, wife.”
His lips crash into mine again, our mouths marrying and saying wordless vows of forever and ‘til death do us part’ because nothing or no one will wreck us this time.
His hands explore my body, sending chills down my spine at his touch. I move and jerk, responding to him. His mouth on my breasts has me gasping for air, fighting to breathe. He only stops to stand and remove his shorts.
Oh my…he’s removing his shorts…
I look over at him, first seeing the ‘G’ on his chest, then my eyes travel down the line of hair that floats across his center, down past his navel to the thickness, the heaviness that has me reeling. I’ve never seen him this way, and something about seeing him naked makes my body ache for him even more. He’s completely astonishing. Full grown. My eyes widen to behold just howgrownhe is. It’s intimidating. It has my insides bracing for what’s to come, yet I want everything.
He crawls back onto the bed. His naked body lowering to mine – surreal. The warmth of him against me has to be one of those events that will forever be stained in my memory. Skin-to-skin, we burn for each other. Yearn for each other. We solidify our union before we’re even joined physically.
“G, I don’t have any con—”
“You don’t need any.”
“Are you sure?”
I nod quickly and say, “I’m on birth control.”
“You are?”
