I sighed and collapsed on the bed. My back was aching like crazy. That's what you get for working thirteen hours non stop. I don't know why today was so hectic or is it just me.

All I wanted now was sleep. I closed my eyes and flexing my arms behind my head, i tried to relax.

Maybe I should get up and take a shower and then head out for dinner otherwise Bree won't like it if I left her alone at the table and . . . ,

My thoughts were dimished when I felt a touch on my torso. I felt the bed shift and soon enough there was some weight placed on my stomach. Opening my eyes, my breathed hitched in my throat as my eyes widened at the sight that beheld me.

Bree was straddling me. Her wavy brown hair was open and cascaded down her shoulders and back. Her face was adorned with little makeup. Making her eyes seem bigger and her lips painted in a deep scarlet shade. She was wearing one of my white dress shirts and it fit her almost perfectly. The top buttons were open to open to reveal her cleavage amidst a black lacy bra.

Instinctively, my hand went go her bare thigh. She was holding a plate of fruit as well. And what's more, her pelvis was crushing  mine that was setting my loins on fire.

I smiled and closed my eyes. So my wife is trying to be bold. I can't say that I'm surprised but I want to enjoy this moment. So I'm going to tease her bit.

Payback for refusing my gift, Bree.

"Is Mr. Islam hungry?" She asked, her tone seductive. My smile widened and my hand began to carass her thigh. I felt her shiver under my touch.

"Why yes I am." I muttered with my eyes still closed. I felt something cold touch my lips. I opened my eyes to see her holding a piece of mango to my lips. I smirked and carefully sat upright.

Eating the offering with my eyes glued to my wife's, I licked her finger that held the juicy piece. Her eyes were hooded and I noticed that her pupils were too much dilated. Her cheeks were flushed and lips red lips were quivering slightly.

"It's delicious." I gotta say that the mango tasted sweet but the sight in front of my eyes was even more grand. She also began to devour a piece but I caught it and ran it across her jaw and neck. Setting the plate aside, I paid full attention to my wife.

"In the mood to play tonight, Mrs. Islam?" I teased and wrapped my hands beneath her shoulders as my tongue began to lick away the mango trail. She moaned when I reached her neck. I licked and sucked on her pulsing vessels and bit lightly to leave a hickey. "You look so sexy in my shirt." I murmured against her neck. Her hands came up to my neck and her fingers began to tangle in my hair.

My fingers began to unbutton the shirt. Taking it off her smooth glossy shoulders, I rained kisses on them. My lips trailed on her collar bone. Her scent was fruity--of berries. I think ive smelled this before.

I held her by her shoulder blades and inclined her chest towards myself as I devoured her neck, leaving a hot trail of kissed down to her chest.

When I tried to take the shirt off of her completely, she stopped me and stared into my eyes. I couldn't tell what she was thinking because her expression was completely blank. Why was she looking at me without any emotions?

My questioning mind was jeered aside when she pushed my chest down to the bed and sat on my stomach. I quickly caught her waist to steady her. She was so warm but even more heat was radiating from her bottom that it sent a painful impulse down my length and found myself getting even more aroused.

She flipped her hair aside and her hands went upto my shirt and quickly began to unfastened the buttons. As she opened my shirt, her hands began to explore my exposed chest. Her nails lightly clawed around my pecs that it began to give me goosebumps and what caught me off guard was her thumb slowly rubbing on my left nipple as her lips met with my right one and her tongue carassed and sucked, causing me to hiss in pleasure.

"You explored me last, this time it's my turn." She murmured against my chest as her hands wrapped around my neck and her head slowly came up to my neck. She kissed my jugular and then her face was on top of mine. Her lips were stick red but the lipstick had gotten a bit lighter.

"I like your eyes," she muttered, gazing deeply into my eyes. Her hand came upto my cheek and cupped it tenderly.

I viewed her up close. Her deep brown eyes were staring at me with expectation and determination.

"And I like yours," I murmured. However, there was something off about them. I couldn't exactly pinpoint it but the usual hardness in her eyes was gone and was replaced with flaccidness.

"Bree," before I could elicit anything, she caught my lips in a fiery kiss. I loved this passion that she showed. This eagerness to make love and this was our second time too.

"Your eyes," she muttered against my lips. "They're as clear as the blue sky. I can see myself and the world being reflected off in your eyes without any blemish. It's almost as if you look at everything without any reserve." She mumbled, her eyes becoming clouded. I smiled warmly at her and caught her cheek. Descending her head near myself, I laid kisses on her eyes.

"You've understood me. Allow me to understand you too." I beseeched. She opened her eyes and they became hooded again with lust and desire.

She sat upright. Her hands reached to my groin and he smoothly stroked my length underneath my slacks. This caused a sharp pain to pulse through me and I groaned.

"B-Bree," I stuttered. "Your setting me on fire. Quit teasing me already." I heaved and squeezed my eyes shut as she commenced her torturous work. I gripped her waist tightly so as to control myself.

And before I knew it, she had already unzipped my slacks and her hand reached beneath my boxers.

"Oh, Bree," I breathed heavily. My hands reached for her breasts and I gently squeezed them. Her head fell back and she moaned and squeezed my aroused erection.

"Oh, Zac, I want you." She moaned and looked at me with need. Taking off the shirt, she got off of me and took off her panties too. I smiled slyly when I saw her naked with the exception of her still wearing her bra.

"I'm all yours baby." I said and quickly did away with my boxers. "And I want you even more." I growled and gripped her waist as she positioned herself.

Taking my hard manhood in her small hand, she carefully descended down and sheathed me with her soft warm feminine core. "Ah!" Her already flushed cheeks became brighter she she slowly and carefully descended her slippery core on my hardened length.

"Oh, Bree!" I hissed in pure bliss as she sank deeper on top of me. My hands grappled her breasts underneath the lacy fabric of her bra and I pinched her erected hard nipples causing her to yelp.

Slowly, she moved and rod against my pelvis. Her minstrations were so painful that I couldn't take it anymore. With a growl, I flipped her on her back. She shrieked but I immediately covered her mouth with mine and kissed her ferociously which she returned with the same intensity.

I flipped her again on her stomach and came at her from behind. Clearing the nape of her neck from her waves of glossy brown hair, i kissed her shoulder blade.

Pulling one of her thighs apart, I entered her quickly as my throbbing shaft desired her. Sweat began to form on my forehead and my body became hot. I wanted her so much that it hurt.

"Zac!" She gasped as I thrust into her with force and hammered on. She gripped the sheets but I interwined our fingers together. Her back was arched so I trailed kissed down her spine to relax her. " relax baby," I muttered against the small of her back, rather it wasn't so small, it was broad but who cares.

"Bree, there's just me. Say that you want me?" I got back up and whispered against her ear, licking her earlobe.

"Yea, I only want you." She cried and her hand went to my buttock, pressing and pushing it in. "So go faster, faster Zac." She demanded. I chuckled and did as she requested. I grappled her neck softly and pulled her head back to kiss her. Her eyes were shut.

"Open your eyes Bree. I want you to see me making love to you." I murmured against her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes but they rolled back inside when I thrust rather forcefully into her. She hissed and her nails clawed into my thigh.

"Faster, faster." She almost begged and I happily complied.

Going faster, I carried on my onslaught as I reached my high. I felt her reaching her climax as well when she moaned.

Releasing myself, I came and then she came. Groaning, I stilled inside of her. We were both panting. Amber looked exhausted because her hair was slightly damp.

Pulling out of her, I laid on my side. I was still hot. I glanced at the air conditioner--it was on and the room was cool then why was I still so hot.

I closed my eyes but Bree got on top of me again. With her breasts pressing against my chest, she leaned forward and kissed me. As she stared into my eyes, they were still filled with lust and want.

"That was some mind blowing sex. I want more." She claimed. My brows jumped in surprise.

How can she be so bold in bed? Oh well, guess it's time for round two.

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Six weeks have passed since I came to this country. Time has just been flowing.

With my routine set in place, I have been busy in work and Bree has been too.

At day, we work and at night, she share passionate love making. By far, life is pretty awesome, thankfully. I had also learned a few things in Urdu at the foreign centre and made some friends there as well.

Because Bree hadn't accepted my gift, I ended up using the new car for myself. Not that I mind but I wanted Bree to use it. Maybe she didn't like gifts. I'll have to come up something better to give her.

Inshaa Allah, everything will work out fine.

It was Sunday morning when I had decided to sleep in. My eyes opened upon feeling distant light fall upon them. I glanced at the clock.

There was still time till fajr, then what woke me? I exhaled and turned to the side of the light. It was the bathroom. The door was ajar. Bree must be in. Maybe she's preparing for fajr. But there was still an hour to go.

But wait, in all these weeks, I haven't seen her pray even once.

Getting concerned, I silently got out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. I spotted Bree sitting on the toilet, she head hanging between her shoulders. There was something in her hand too-- a strip of some kind.

"Bree?" I called in a hoarse tone. As soon as she heard me, in a flash she was up and hid the suspicious item behind her back. Looking at me, the hard look was back in her eyes. That's what I have noticed so much--in bed she's different--almost as if she frees herself and gets passionate but outside of bed, she's damn stoic almost seriousness reflects off of her very being.

"What's wrong?" I asked, my tone me laced with concern.

"Nothing." She replied curtly and exited the bathroom. When I followed her, she stopped before the bed and turned to face.

"Have you been using any contraception?" She inquired.

I was taken aback by her inquisition. "No I haven't been. Why do you ask?" I enquired. She gave me a stiff nod and looked away.

"Unless you want me too," I continued. She glared at me. Frowning, i approached her. "Bree what's the matter? If you want me to be careful then just say so." I said tenderly, placing my hands of her shoulders.

She skutttled out of my touch and walked towards the door. "Of course not." I heard her say as she left. When I got out, I heard the study room lock click.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

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