Nad Al Sheba Palace :

I slowly open my eyes to see the ceiling despite the darkness of the room. I turn my wrist to see it was 6 am. I turn to my left to see Hamdan still fast asleep. The position we were tangled in our sleep bought an immediate blush to my face...my right arm was on his chest. My head was on his arm and right leg was between his legs and I could feel his morning wood. Fuck nooooooooo... Aairah get out of this.... No you can't face this embarrassment. Shit... His arm was around my butt... Fuck.... Holy shit I'm in my pathetic shoe lace for an underwear and this pathetic shirt isn't helping.

Yallah help me. Ok on 3 you will push his left thigh off you gently. Aairah you can do this... 1...2...3....and successfully I push his leg off me. Now another challenge... His hand off my butt. NormAlly if someone did this to me I would have whacked their hand off... But my single life was so sad that not even girls wanted to have my butt. Now I have a man who wants my ass and I'm too scared, embarrassed or the right words shy and nervous.

Last night whatever happened was a slap on my face that the amount of porn or erotica novels didn't prepare me for that. The way he took in me standing there was like he had already undressed me. I knew his sweet side and yesterday I caught a small glimpse his... His... I don't know and right now I shouldn't be thinking of it... God... Ok... Once again... 1...2...3... I lift his wrist with my two fingers as if I was lifting some hot food. As soon as I put it down he began stirring and turned to his left.
Hell fuckin yes...... I did it.

Quickly and quietly I hopped of the bed. And picked up the phone Hamdan showed me how to use last night.
I called the reception.... Yes we have a reception in our house... He immediately picks up and I ask him for what was the schedule for the day. He mentioned the crew was ready for the formal brunch that was to be held by the bride and groom for the guests to come.

I ran to the washroom and quickly took a shower... Which thankfully had regular knobs and not the complicated ones where you needed a manual and a short tutorial on how to use it.

After the shower. I had my hair in a messy top knot. Not bothering to wash my hair... I took my brush and began to scrub singing my jam along with it...

....... Screw hello
You had me at sex
Don't need no intro
Let's skip to the bed
From the head to your toes
Legs up over your head
From begs to moans
We're both seeing red

Some believe in love at first sight
But this is just lust on the first night
If it turns into more than that's alright
But right now I don't want your kiss

I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight.

My singing and brushing was soon interrupted.

"'I didn't know you were into such kink? "

I slightly jerk in fright as I hear Hamdans voice behind me dropping my brush.

I try to cover my embarrassment with quickly saying, "it's just a stupid song we girls sing..." washing my face taking my sweet time so he could go away.

Isn't she weird and cute sometimes.

As I think he is gone I turn off the tap and stand straight. To find him right behind me. I don't turn around as he stares at me from the mirror reflection. I don't know what to do so I look every where else, "the crew is ready I told them we will be down in an hour. Go take a shower... Quick." i tell him as I just grab my travel toiletries bag for a moisturizer.

Him still behind me takes the pouch and places it at the counter. Without taking his eyes off me," honey you forgot something! ", he whispered into my ears. Sending a shiver down my body and he turns me around to face him. Leaning in closer I lean back my hands resting on the counter. The pace of my breath quickens as his hand slides to the belt of my bath robes. Pulling me closer. My body hitting his lean hard muscled chest.
He leaned in, "good morning... Dear wife.", he stressed at the wife before pressing his lips against mine softly. And tightening the knot which was very loose. He pulled back before I could even realize how my body reacted to his touch.

My face showed disappointment because what I saw was a smirk as he took the towel beside me and got into the shower. Aaaassssssssshooooolllle.
My mind screamed. Why did he leave me hanging... If it's a good morning kiss then it shouldn't be a peck. It should be a proper drilling kiss.
I am going to get you mister. Oh I am!

I dress into a simple beige knitted sleeved top and a balmain tiled trousers with frayed hem. She draped her head a cashmere pinkish white scarf and wore a Maison Margiela pink nude leather heels with pointed toe.

She put some tinted lip balm and put that on her cheeks as well. She hurriedly put on mascara and left to open the door and leave the room before Hamdan could get to her.
To her surprise she found two guards standing on either side of the doors.

"Assalamualaikum your highness. We are here at your service." said one of them.

Flabbergasted, "walaikumassalam... what are you doing here.?" i asked them confused.

"our duty your highness." replied the other.

"what services?", I ask them still confused.

One of them accidentally smirked but within the blink of an eye composed himself.

"they are here for your protection." Hamdan's voice called out. Crap!!! He already came out of shower.

I turn to face him and squeak and shut my eyes immediately with my hand and I could hear Hamdan laughing. That ass. One small glimpse was enough for me... He was there standing wet hair slightly dripping. Naked.... Well almost. The towel loosely wrapped around his waist dangerously low.

Realizing the guards were still there I let go of my hand but keep my eye shit.

"Latheef, Fahad... Subah AL khair. Give us a minute. We will be out soon.", Hamdan ordered politely.

I hear the doors closed. "Hamdan please put on something." I said my voice sounded like I was pleading.

"why? You can see me like this whenever you want to just like I can see you whenever I want." he replied and I gasp, my eyes flew open as I feel Hamdan pulling me towards him. Our chest colliding. Great just great... Now blush like a mad woman! Oh God his eyes fuck no... He was sporting a mischievous smirk. And my shirt is now slightly wet. Thank you very much.... Very fucking much... I hate you Hamdan.... Although I like the feel of him like this.... No Aairah not now!!!

"you look beautiful.", his comment snapped me back to reality.

"huh? .", I respond seemingly distant.

"are you OK babe? Is this too much? Am I pushing you too much?", he suddenly backs off a bit and asks me.

Aairah this is your chance... Take it! Take it!

"i... I am okay I guess.... You should quickly wear some clothes our appointment is due." i say giving him a small smile. To which it is answered with a little hurt and disappointment.

I'm sorry Hamdan but you will get it for getting me hot and leaving me for the cold. Aairah you a mother fucking genius. Time for part 2.

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Brunch at the Nad Al Sheba palace conference room:

So I am here within the palace where the meeting was. The schedule venue was suddenly shifted here from the Dubai trade center.

Her stylist Miranda Hariri, a British Lebanese decided to dress her up today. The only thing she let Aairah completely decide was the color of the dress and wether she wanted to keep it simple elegant and classy. So she escorted Aairah to the adjacent room to her's and Hamdan's bedroom.

"woah... Why is this room adjacent to ours?", she asked Miranda.

The room was as big their bedroom. But was designed in octagonal shape. There were multiple rows of evening gowns, some cocktail dresses one one part of the octagonal wall.

Next wall had blouses, cardigans, sweaters, hoodies , tanks, t-shirts and tunics.

The third wall had coats, and jackets.

The fourth wall had pants... I never had these many pants in my life. I could go with 2 jeans. But here I have a variety of jeans like boot cut, wide leg, skinny, straight leg. Then there were more pants like Capris and cropped ones along with leggings.

The fifth wall had briefcases, handbags, clutches, luggage, messenger bags and wallets.

The sixth wall were of shoes.... Now this I approve I always had a thing for shoes and this was just epic. There were athletic shoes... I needed just two... Haha not very athletic and I'm not planning to. Then boots, flats, loafers, moccasins, Oxfords , pumps, sandals, slippers and sneakers.

I tried my best not to give too much of a reaction. I was smiling and complimenting Miranda's work of organization and design skills.

7th wall had accessories like belts, Eyewear, gloves, hair stuff, hats, scarves and sports wear.

The final wall had jewelleries. Which was enclosed in a bulletproof glass.... Wtf... It had a finger scan lock so I had to input my finger print onto the scanner and I accessed it. Bangles, bracelets, brooches, charms and pendants, earrings, necklaces, rings and watches.

Onto the middle of the room was a seven feet diameter glass table which had drawers. These would have my nightwares and lingerie. The glass table had a large glass vase with various flowers.

This truly was any girl's dream wardrobe. Isn't it? God so much stuff.

Hamdan was nowhere to be seen. And I was actually happy because... Since yesterday he has been sweet and intimidating at the same time and it's getting me all bothered up. Ok I admit he turns me on and that's the reason... I know I wouldn't be able to focus with him around and I'm glad he had other things to do.

So Miranda had selected few teal blue outfits out of 3 I selected an Ellie Saab number... It was a corded lace Swiss dotted panelled tule gown with a thigh high slit that was closed with the clip metal button. I paired it off with a teal blue bajra shawl with ball fringe by Marissa collection. I pinned it with a gold and ruby encrusted sparrow brooch by Boucheron at the back of the scarf on top of my bun. Tom Ford padlock red leather pumps graced my feet and that's when I gasped...i look upto Miranda and ask her to pick a shoe of her liking. She picked a Dolce and Gabbana 'Belucci' pumps and I asked her shoe size... We both had similar size so I got up and packed that shoe myself and handed it to her. She wasn't about to take it. When I insisted that I didn't have anything to gift her as my first day in this palace and she had been so kind and patient with me. The happiness in her face bought a smile to mine. She almost teared up when she hushed me to quicken up.

She got me a tray of complimenting jewelry from which I picked an Alexander McQueen Labradorite embellished double banded ring and a gold bracelet. From the watches I chose the Cartier tank anglaise
Silvered flinque dial watch. With that last resting on my wrist Miranda did my makeup. She lined my upper lid and loaded my lashes with mascara peachish red shade of lipstick was applied on my lips and blush was added too. Towards the end I was all set.

(is the above thing too much or is it fine. I wanted to keep it minimal yet rich and not clashing.) do check out the prices... They are shit pricey apparently.

I left the room and stepped down the stairs. Hamdan was near the main entrance. Oh God I wonder what he will think of it.

He turned around. His eyes widened for a second and the most happiest smile spread across his lips. Which made me immediately blush. I really loved him being sweet, affectionate and real with me about how he felt for me. Not caring how lovesick he looked in front of every one. Then there is this other side of him I'm discovering where he is dirty, flirty and can play games. I don't know wether I love it. But it has got me excited. I know I have to fake the confidence that even I can do things what he does and leave him there hanging.... But I do not know when one thing will lead to another will I be able to hold my own.... I know it's OK to give in. But I too want to play. Oh God just stop it Aairah.

"You look beautiful habibti.", he complimented me. His blush evident on his face.

"really?", I ask him still not sure of how I look.

"don't ever feel you aren't beautiful enough. You ARE ... In and out...if that doesn't satisfy you... Then I guess I have to tell you this every day till we are old and wrinkly." he smiled as he kissed my forehead.

I blush immediately, "I would like that very much my love."

We went into the conference room and there were a bunch of men and women and also my manager Elya. (I forgot her name and I don't want to go back and check.)

I was introduced to my team... What the hell Team?! Why? Well apparently the current first Lady of Dubai or should I say mother in law arranged a team for me. Who would handle all my work so it would be less of a burden for me. Um my work doesn't involve people doing things for me but I myself had to be there...

So I had my private secretary Tamina Khaled. Her secratry Leo Moscovitz. Then I had my manager Elya Schaefer. I had my PA and stylist Miranda Hariri and her team of hair stylist and makeup artist. These people were young except Miranda who must have been in her forties. Then there was Killian Thompson my public relations manager. Then there was the press secretary Derya Lucas and finally there was the tour secretary Rebecca Mager . And the family lawyer Abdullah Kasim.

Now those are many people to call your team... So much wealth and power its just woahhhhh overwhelming.

As the meeting was held as to legalizing the wedding gifts sent over, the properties to be in my name etc with mine and Hamdan's signatures.

As that was done. It was time for brunch. And the servers came into arrange the table. We all sat and Hamdan was beside me and that's when the she devil in me rose. When everyone were busy eating and chatting. I slowly place my left hand on his upper thigh and began rubbing it up and up until when he choked on his food and began coughing, his face going red as he faces me his eyes wide in shock. I move my hand and begin rubbing his back while the server handing me a glass of water. I give it him to drink. And he chugs it down.

I try to hide my laughter. As he apologies for the embarrassment. I slowly continue eating the custard and soon the brunch was over. Later I was to meet rest of the family in a gathering as my side of the family too would be there for dinner.

When everyone were dismissed I too was about leave except Hamdan stopped Mrs Mager to speak about the honeymoon arrangements. We were to leave for that in a week and would stay for a week.  He turned around to face me although he smiled his eyes spoke something else. I tried not to look nervous but the looks he was giving me made me want to jump on him and kiss him senseless. I smiled back and left.

I was in my room thankfully alone and no one there I removed my scarf and blotted away the sweat and oil of my face and switched on the air conditioner and lay on the bed closing my eyes. Some sudden movement on the bed made me open my eyes quickly to find two pools of hazel brown eyes staring into my boring black ones. I gasp and try to get off from under him when he locks my hands on either side of my head with his. He came closer to my face and whispered, "you really messed me up out there... Do you know what's the outcome of that.?"

I struggled under his grip, "you are not going anywhere... Wife... Not unless I say so." he smirked.

I struggled again. "that's because you... Ugh get off me.. That's because you left me in the bathroom..."

"but my love we both were in the bathroom I just went to take a shower. I left you how?" he smirked and acted innocent.

"you left me all bothered... And...could you please get off me." I plead

He smirked further, "I left you all hot and bothered right? And you really wanted more... I'm sorry habibti I left you like that... But being the good husband. I am going to continue that for you." he smirked some more at my state, but his eyes were getting darker.
Smut warning people.......

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=chsnOSzLjJk

(listen to this song while reading the next part. Love Lana del Rey.... She makes shitty songs as well but some are legendary. Listen to it. You will get into the sexy vibes yall)

Or this EXO thunder.... Although lyrics are not related to it. And is a faster track than lana's.. But this does give the vibes.... So listen to both and reread it again.it's too sexy.. But I've been listening to this on a loop) .

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwdUhZjgpKs

My eyes widen at his words. And he dipped his head to my ears as I could feel his breathing on on my ear and neck. I gasped as he liked at my earlobe a little. This act made all the heat pool between my legs. Ok I lost... I wanted him right now!

He trailed soft feathery kisses that sent my body into jitters across my jaw and ghosted upon my lips...

"what are you waiting for?", my voice ragged from the adrenaline.

Taking that as an indication he kissed my lips, soft with love, passionate. To which I responded with the same.

His rested his hand on my hip and his kiss deepens. His tongue licks my lower lip and I readily let him in. This made his lips move against me more intense... More harder... More hungry.
I respond by pulling him closer by the collar and my other hand tangled in his hair pulling slightly earning a growl from him.

He pulled me up slightly our lips not leaving at all, as his hand goes behind my neck and pulls the zipper down and I gasp. He pauses and pulls back.
"just tell me if you want to stop... Okay." he asked sweetly but his voice was ragged...

I pull him back and smash my lips against his, "don't... Stop..." I say in between.

He pulls the sleeves off my shoulder and off my hands and continues to kiss me and goes down to my neck. I let out a moan as he sucks on my sweet spot harder as I moan a little louder. Fucking hell... just pull my dress off.

As if on cue he pulls down my dress down to my waist. Leaving the dress bunched around my waist and breast almost exposed as the dark green corset bralette .

Next as he continued to kiss me down to my cleavage I let out a small moan and with his left hand massage my breast and he comes back to my unattended lips blocking my moans with his mouth.

His right hand on my thigh, he yanks the buttons off the slit. Exposing my bare leg to his touch. With each touch of his my moans grow louder. He hitches my leg up a little as his hand goes further up my thigh parting my legs enough for him to get in between.

He hand gets underneath my dress as I feel it rest upon my lace panties which didn't help me at all. He paused a little as if to ask me wether to continue or stop.

"please Hamdan... Don't... Stop." I moan louder and shamelessly as I can't believe my words or mouth and now my body.

He slides his fingers into my panties and and I hear him groan, "fuck Aairah you are so so wet and ready for me."

I was surprised at him cussing. But all I wanted was him... Just him... Right here... Now...

And just as he was to slide his fingers inside me.... The telephone rings...

"fuck... Just great. I'm so sorry Aairah.", he reluctantly gets off me. Him still in his clothes whereas me... Almost naked and a hot mess.

He picks up the call. And I'm mentally cursing the person on the other line of the phone.

I quickly pull up my sleeves and zip my back up. Not wanting to be embarrassed in this state when he was fully clothed and I wasn't.

He keeps the call and turns to me surprised that I already was dressed up and off the bed. And madly blushing looking down.

"pack your bags honey... We are going to Greece day after tomorrow."

Finally after  a long time a long chapter. Ayiiiiiii another time I leave you guys hanging of the sex.... Argh evil grin... But fuck... Wasn't that hot... Or what let me know. Votes and comments are most welcome...each comment and votes will get you closer to the impending sex. I'm still listening to thunder by exo.... Hell D.O's and Baekhyun'voice give me eargasms . And Sehun's grinding and hip thrusts give me life.

One question is t Hamdan hot at the ending of the chapter? Oh God I was turned on a little with the writing and the music.

So last question.... How was this chapter written?

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