Chapter 4 ARRANGED MARRIAGE

But Naomi has changed finally.

Yesterday Naomi made love to me in a way she never did. She made sure I felt her love verbally and physically. She wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I can't wait to call her after breakfast and ask her how she is doing. And for the first time ever, I can't wait to show her off to the world and to my family.

I am so ready to start the rest of my life with her by my side. I smile at my thoughts. My dream life is finally within my reach.

Naomi did not wait for me to say a word before she started pulling my clothes off. I imagine myself doing the same to her tonight.

'Hey...Naomi slow down.' I remember speaking to her. 'We haven't met in five years don't you think you are taking things too fast.' I tried to stop her by holding her hands in mine.

But it looked as if she was possessed.

She removed my hands from hers and pushed me to lie flat on the bed. It took her a split second to get me naked and ready for her.

We were all over each other like we were trying to have enough sex to quench the thirty from starving each other for the last five years.

My cock with just her caresses, kisses, and the want of me was elected painfully. She threw herself on top of me and dipped her kneels back into the bed for balance.

Arching her back and balancing her hands backward holding on to my legs. No foreplay nothing. She pushed my cock all the way in, with just a single push and cried out loudly in pain.

I thought I was breaking her apart.

The pain from the stretching I had done to her was just a starter for her, a motivation to keep up. It never slowed her down or did anything to make her take it slow.

In seconds Naomi started to ride me like crazy.

Sliding up and down on my manhood. Taking in deep and deeper strokes that I could never think of her accommodating as her juices dripped all over his manhood.

She sobbed, closing her eyes moans escaping her mouth. After a minute of taking me into the dream world.

She looked me deep in the eyes. With those seductive eyes and said something to me she had never said out loud.

'I love you, Salah.'

My heart stopped at that moment. It was surreal.

'I have loved you since the first day I met you and I have never stopped loving you. I think I will love you to my last breath and after that.' Tears streamed in her eyes as they did in mine.

The confession took me by surprise and the memory of that moment I want it to play over and over in my head.

I could never think or hope for such a confession like that from her.

Her command in her gentle voice brought me back.'Now Please fuck me, harder.'Adding to her confession and those words took me to another level of ecstasy.

In a split second, my hands were on her hips I arched her body and plunge into her steadily and harder.

Thrusting in her nonstop. The tightness and warmth I was feeling in her was beyond. And her body did not betray me. It was clenched tightly on my cock.

As if the moment I let her off that would mean the end of the world for her.

Her head and back arched backward to almost touching the tip of her toes. Her body shaking and quivering nonstop on top of me. 'Salah...I can't take it anymore.' She sobbed out loudly as I continued pumping harder and faster into her.

'I AM CUMMING....'She shouted at the top of her lungs. Her first orgasms poured in her like it was breaking her apart as it poured in me too.

Our heartbeats were on high alert. I groaned as I pumped deeper and faster, I felt my seeds pouring all the way inside her.

"KHALAS! SALAH...NOT AGAIN... WHAT DID YOU DO?" My father's angry voice cuts my beautiful steamy thoughts short. His voice re-vibrates through the whole dining hall.

I open my eyes which were open all along but not in this room to see everyone in the hall's eyes on the TV screen of the dining hall.

A look at the TV screen and my heart stops. I feel a pain I cannot explain. There is a video showing an image of what happened between me and Naomi yesterday at my mansion. The angle of the video says it all.

Naomi secretly recorded our encounter and without my permission sold it to the paparazzi. My sex tape is on national TV.

IT WAS ALL A LIE. THE CONFESSION, THE SEX. IT WAS ALL A LIE.

NO, SHE DID NOT DO THIS. NO.

Tears roll down my face and I lose my footing on the chair. The dining room is full of my family member's eyes looking at me right now. Inform me of the mess I am in.

There is nothing our family holds up high like our family image. I am the heir and the image of the family. I am broken twice looking at the footage with all my family members present with me.

And praying she did not record everything we did to each other to the very end.

My heart is in my throat with my eyes are glued to the screen.

"The billionaire, a well-known public figure, Mr. Salah Said Mohammed. Heir to the HALIQ group of companies who has always presented himself as an upstanding mysterious billionaire with a clean record has surprised us all."

I watch the footage, obtained by a tabloid news outlet. That shows me walking through the dimly lit corridors of my mansion holding her hand.

Gritting my teeth hard with muscles twitching in my jaw. The recording just shows my aroused face and not hers.