Tequila dressed up in preparation to go and see the sheikh and she made sure to put on the finest silk available. She was going to visit the sheikh in his chambers for convincing purposes and she had to look her best. Her chambermaids stood at her beck and call while she took her time to get ready, after she was satisfied with herself she left the room.
She made her way into the Sheikh’s quarters at exactly 7pm and she lied to his guards that he was expecting her. She was led into his room to wait for him and she looked around the huge suite. It was befitting for a king like him. She looked around the whole place and she took notice of how the sheikh liked white and gold. Almost everything inside the room had a touch of white and gold. Tequila didn’t know when she fell asleep while waiting for the sheikh.
Sheikh Uthman walked into his bedroom and he was shocked to find Tequila in his bed. He was shocked because he was planning on going to her tonight, he had missed her. He didn’t have time to bond with her properly the last time and he has missed a whole three years in his son’s life.
The way she pouted in her sleep made him hard and he groaned hard as he watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed. He’d give anything to bury his head in between them again. He helped her out of the gown and he groaned as he saw what she wore beneath the gown. It was a luxury lingerie that left nothing to imagination. The red material made a great contrast against her white skin and he wanted nothing but to run his tongue against her skin while leaving hickeys on every open path. Hickeys that will scream to every man that she was his.
He shut down his sexual feelings as he helped her out of the lingeries too before changing her into one of his large shirts that he felt might be comfortable for her to sleep in. After he was done, he went to the bathroom for a cold shower to ease his erection and he went back to bed. He couldn’t resist holding her so he pressed her tiny frame against his own body and soon he was snoring away.
Tequila turned around to search for the ringing alarm and she couldn’t remember setting any alarm as she was going to bed. She turned around and she bumped into something hard, she tried to figure out where she spent the night, she gasped as memories of the previous night attacked her memories. She remembered leaving her room to visit the sheikh and she falling asleep while waiting for him. She jolted up the bed in shock and she was shocked to find her silk dress gone and in its place was a large comfortable shirt which no doubt belonged to the sheikh.
She looked around for her clothes and she saw them by the mirror neatly folded including her lingerie. Color flooded her cheeks as she imagined the sheikh removing the bra and folding it carefully. It wasn’t supposed to sound hot to her but she had no idea why the whole thing felt hot to her. She looked back and she saw the sheikh sleeping, she waved her hand over his face to confirm if he was asleep or not.
When she didn’t get any reaction, she got down from the bed slowly while trying to be as silent as possible. She got to the place where her clothes were folded and as she tried to pick it up, she felt someone wrap their hands against her waist. She yelped and she turned her head to find the sheikh firmly pressed against her. She didn’t hear him leave the bed and she sighed softly as her whole body started to react to the close proximity.
“Habibti, where you planning to leave me in my sleep?” He asked in a whisper while trailing his lips against her neck and she shuddered at the feeling. Her whole body started to grow hot and the sheikh didn’t stop whatever he was doing to her. He used one hand to press her against his body frame and he unbuttoned her shirt with the other hand. He moved his hands skillfully over her mounds. Tequila wanted to pass out from the intense pleasure and she whimpered when she suddenly released her. He spun her around and he kissed her squarely on the lips and he suckled on her bottom lips. She parted her lips to grant him access to invade her mouth and she sighed in pleasure as he suckled her tongue. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her escape mission long forgotten.
He picked her off the floor effortlessly without breaking the kiss and he carried her towards the bed gently. He dropped her on the bed after breaking the contact and she whimpered at the lost connection. He unbuttoned her shirt till the last button and Tequila suddenly felt open. He stared at her body like he just found the most valuable treasure and Tequila couldn’t get over the feeling. He kissed her face before moving to her neck, he held her hands above her head while he moved as slowly as he could. Tequila wanted to pass out from the intense pleasure that the Sheikh’s mouth was giving her.
When he got to her breast, he didn’t release his hold on her hands and he kissed the mounds as gently as he could. He circled his tongue around her areola while avoiding her nipple as slow as he could. Tequila grunted in pleasure as the sheikh licked her breasts as if he had all the time in the world. He finally took pity on her as he suckled her nipples hard. He teased it with his teeth and he bit it hard enough to give her pleasure.
He repeated the same actions on the second breast and by the time he was done, Tequila was already a whimpering mess. She rolled her eyes to the back of her head in pleasure and she screamed as soon as his mouth came in contact with her navel. She knew he was going down on her and for some illegal reasons, she looked forward to it.
He released her hands and he parted her laps with his hands, he hanged her legs on his shoulder and he kissed her center. She felt too open but seeing the sheer lust in his eyes made her had a change of mind. He flicked her clit with his tongue and Tequila screamed. She had never felt so much pleasure in years and she wanted to pass out at the intensity of it all.
He planted a full kiss on her vagina and he parted her folds with his tongue. He licked her juice like a starved man and she screamed his name out loud at the whole eating phase. He moved down to her vagina opening and he started to invade her with his tongue. She continued to scream his name and the sheikh smirked in satisfaction. He added one finger to the mix and he groaned at how tight she was, he added two fingers and he started pumping in and out of her very fast. Tequila felt her walls squeezing against his hands and she knew she was super close to her orgasm.
The sheikh noticed it too as he increased the pace and he applied more pressure on suckling her clit. She thrashed around the bed and waves of passion hit her hard.
“Come for me habibti, bless me with your milk” The sheikh commanded her and she screamed as the waves of passion hit her hard. The sheikh made sure to lick up every drop of her juice as she released it.
Tequila sat in the dark room and she had no energy whatsoever left to stand up to switch on the light or maybe the darkness enthralled her. She wanted the floor to open up and maybe swallow her because the sheikh has been blatantly ignoring her or the fact that she felt extremely worthless for letting him sleep with her again. She hasn’t reached out to Dream and told her sister about the raging madness going on here and hoped she had been right about Ali being related to her baby daddy. This whole madness that was going on was pissing her off and making her more confused. Someone knocked on her door gently and she sat up straight even in the darkness, she wasn't expecting anyone and the sheik rarely knocked. Maybe his guards would announce his presence but they rarely did that anymore and she wondered who it could be. She refused to say a word and the knock came again, this time a little louder than the last one. She heard shuffling of feet and she was waiting for the pers
Tequila sat on the bed staring outside of the window, her thoughts all over the place. To someone just coming inside the room, it might have looked like Tequila was enjoying the scenery but it was far from it, she was raging. She was staring out and trying to get all her thoughts in one place, she wasn’t going to let any of their shenanigans get to her. She brought herself to this crappy place to be honest. If only her instincts hadn’t been crowded by grief. Having sex with him was one of the best thing she did in her life and the money he gave her afterwards made her feel grateful, she was able to enroll in med school and she paid for Dream’s treatment. He was the sole reason her sister was back on her feet and the money provided support for them till Ali came. She let a sob escape her mouth as she remembered her dead best friend. Ali was her super hero and she could go on for days why she loved him. He was favorite person and he knew just the way to make things right. I
Three days later. Aliyah and her sister Alisha, hurried down the passage like their life depended on it. "Why didn't you wake me up?" Alisha said to her sister, in a voice so low like they were afraid the walls could hear them. "I did...If you didn't sleep so much, we would be there already." Aliyah slowed down as they arrived at Tequila's door. "Just pray she doesn't report us to the Sheikh for being so late. I'm not going to lose my job because of you." Alisha ignored her sister, rolling her eyes, she reached forward to knock on the door. Tequila was around awake, and a bit alarmed by the sudden knock as she hadn't been expecting anyone and she didn't think the Sheikh would come to see her so early. She was putting on the Sheikh's shirt, the same one he had dressed her in the night she went to his room, since he never asked for it, she didn't return it. But she wasn't naked underneath the shirt, due to the cold
"Will you wipe that look off your face, Habibtha? It doesn't look good on you. Take a seat and let's discuss what's bothering you." Tequila watched him for a while. He looked prepared for anything he had to say like he was so sure there was nothing she could throw his way that would stir him off. Tequila hated that, the aura of confidence was something she wished she possessed right now. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it back, thinking of the right words to say. The Sheikh was as smart as he was arrogant. "Tequila? If you didn't hear me the first time I asked what was bothering you. Also, why don't you take a seat? It's better than standing." She placed her hands on her hips, when he saw this movement, he rolled his eyes, but she ignores him. "What's bothering me, you say? Don't worry, I don't want to sit down, I'll rather stand than sit beside you." He chuckled. "Fine, if you want to stand and stress your pretty
Amir's eyes were on the lady laying down beside him. She was supposed to be gone hours again, but for reasons only known to her, she was still on his bed, 'sleeping' peacefully. Amir knew she wasn't sleeping, she was breathing way too fast, and her eyeballs were moving around like crazy, also before he had woken up he was sure he had heard her muttering to herself and the minute she knew he was awake, she stilled. He didn't know what she had planned to do yet, some women stayed behind to try and get his attention and see if the sex was worthy enough to make him want to see them again, others, like this one as he suspected tried to steal from him and always failed. He sighed and moved away from the bed, wearing his garment he walked over to the table, where an ashtray sat and took a cigarette, but on second thought he decided it was best not to smoke first thing after waking up. He walked over to the curtain and pushed on a little button close to her cu
It's been two days since Tequila had that conversation with Uthman. She had gotten her body measurements that day. After Uthman had left the room, the tailor had walked in minutes later to take her measurements. She hasn't seen Uthman since that day, but from the conversation they had, she wouldn't be surprised if he had gone about inviting more of his friends and relatives for the wedding even when she had told him not to. He was the Sheikh and no one orders him around. Anyone would have expected that by now Tequila would have accepted her fate, but she hasn't. The more she thought about it, the harder it becomes from her to accept that she would be getting married to Uthman in a month. A man that cared more about his favourite car than her feelings. Uthman didn't care about her, it was all just about the sex. She gave him the satisfaction he needed and had a pretty face, that was all he needed from her, a pleasure hole. Tequila regretted fal
He was speaking in Farsi, their local dialect and Tequila didn't understand anything he was saying. She didn't understand a word, but she could swear on her life that Uthman was cursing. He was speaking aggressively and looked really angry. Without saying a word to Tequila, he stood up from the bed and walked out of the room, leaving Tequila staring at him in shock."Great," she muttered to herself. "I'm left feeling like a fool once again... wouldn't be the first, second, or third time. Fuck me!" She slammed her fist on the bed. Then rolled to her side and remained in that position. "I know I haven't been the best, but I do not deserve this."Uthman hurried out of Tequila's room. He was going down the stairs, Uthman slowed down when he saw him. The one-man he hated more than anything else in the world, Amir. He was walking straight to the palace, dressed in a black suit. The last time Uthman saw Amir, he was much leaner, had longer hair, now he was more built, his
I never realized how big the palace was," Tequla said to the maid who was showing her around, Delilah. Delilah only muttered a response to what Tequila had said, not really paying her much attention. She wasn't as responsive as Aliyah and Aisha would have beenand Tequila had also noticed something quite hostile in her attitude, it made the tour less enjoyable. She was sure if Aliyah and Aisha were around, they would have made her laugh and made the whole tour fun. "I heard there's a music room here, the one my son, Uthman goes to play in. Can you take me there?""Yes, My Queen," Delilah replied. "This way." She stopped and took a different route from the one she was previously headed to.Tequila wasn't given any time to admire the scenery as Delilah was walking way too fast. Tequila was almost tempted to tell the young lady to slow down, but she already looked stressedand annoyed, like there was so many other things she could be doing, not being a tour guide for Te