~ISSA
The moment our bodies came in contact, a strange feeling hit me.
Her eyes which bore into mine brought chaos to my thoughts. They had always been beautiful but this time, I saw them in a different light. It seemed as though the stars had stolen their beauty from her eyes.
Her lips had the most dangerous effect on me. It was all red and swollen and juicy, sucking the life out of them seemed like the only thing that could make me survive that moment.
The air around us suddenly became stuffy as I became rock-hard. I wanted to bury my hardness within her. I wanted to feel her whole.
The only thing that made sense in my head was Iran’s voice. He wanted me to get rid of the clothes on my body and be naked on the bed with this beautiful woman in my hands.
‘Kiss her! Now!’ I heard him growl. I was literally fighting a war with him as he struggled to come out.
He had the upper hand due to the support he was getting from the desires in my body. All I had was a tiny bit of self control which dwindled greatly with each passing second.
I couldn’t drop her on the floor and turn my back on her, hell no. Truth is I also wanted her badly. I turned my head away from her to help me think straight but Iran turned it back, prompting me to take in more of the beauty in my hands.
‘Do it, Issa, Now!’ Iran roared again, fueling my body with all the desires he could gather.
I was on the verge of losing my self control and almost kissed her by bringing my lips close to hers when I suddenly stopped and helped her stand straight instead.
‘You fool!’ I heard Iran grumble inside me but I wasn’t bothered. I had won against him again and that was all that mattered.
All through this time, she was speechless. She was probably still in shock so I decided to leave her alone but her hands were on my chest and mine was on her waist.
I wanted to pull away but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I was still having the internal battle with myself when she suddenly grabbed my face and crashed her lips against mine.
I froze.
Her lips were soft- softer than anything I had ever dreamt of. The thrilling sensation that came with it travelled beyond my lips to every part of my body.
The kiss was slow yet deep and was capable of carrying me places. I wanted it to last forever but she pulled away, gazing at me with those diamond-studded eyes of hers, as if she was unsure of the next step.
I was shocked by her sudden boldness. It was as if she knew what I wanted without me saying it. Iran just couldn’t have enough of her as he kept pushing me to go for her lips again.
‘Let me out, you fool! And I’ll teach you how to handle a woman.’
I ignored him and planned to keep it that way but Iran always had the best way to get on my nerves.
I tried resisting but she bit her lower lips and trailed her hands down my chest, stopping just before the edges of my shorts. That was when I lost it, my sanity, my mind- everything.
I claimed her lips this time.
She moaned, struggling to keep up with the hunger bubbling inside me. It was as if I lost control due to the way I consumed her lips, taking control of her body with my hands simultaneously.
I pushed her to the wall and moved my hands to the edge of the towel. In a snap, it was off and her entire body stood bare before me.
I didn’t have the time to enjoy the view of her goddess-like body as my eyes were closed. Rather, my hands moved to her thigh, feeling the softness of her naked ass.
I moved my hand from behind her and brought it in between her laps. She released a soft moan from her lips and held the back of my neck, deepening the kiss more than it already was.
She moved her left hand down to my shorts and dipped it into it but I stopped her from grabbing my dick and took it back to my neck.
I stopped kissing her for a second and fanned the back of her neck with hot air before covering it with kisses again. Her eyes rolled into her skull as the passion between us got intense.
Her pussy lips were swollen and wet, dripping slowly like a broken tap. I almost slipped my hands into them when I remembered the words of Marianna in her letter, asking me to take care of her daughter.
Rather than do just that, I was here, about to fuck her. The thought of it made me flinch and pulled away to her surprise.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed as I backed off.
I turned away from her and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.
“Fuck!” I screamed. “This is wrong. This is fucking wrong,” I muttered as guilt hit me. I was supposed to be her uncle yet this was what I was doing with my niece.
She didn’t say a word. I did not expect her to. She was probably too embarrassed to look at me. I heard her bend over, obviously to grab her towel.
I remained standing as every part of my body still trembled. So I stormed into the bathroom since it was the only place that I could run to.
‘You stupid fool! Why did you break away from her? She was ours to claim but you ruined the chances we had!’ Iran roared within me. I expected him to snap.
Sometimes, I wondered who the master truly was between Iran and I.
‘What did you expect me to do? Fuck her?’ I yelled inwardly.
‘Hell yes! Fuck her! She wasn’t complaining, was she?’
I suddenly couldn’t defend myself which angered me the most. I hated being in a situation like this, especially with Iran.
”I’m coming out and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.’ I tried resisting but he was stronger and in the end, I gave up.
Iran was out to play.
He cracked his neck slowly and marvelled at the sound it made before slowly waltzing out of the bathroom.
“Where is my mate?” He demanded and the moment his eyes fell on Yulia who had now changed into pyjamas. . .
He smirked- a dangerous one at that.