Destiny Love Kinan (FINISHED)
023: Softness Cradling

...Note: Contains adult parts....

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...Kinan POV's...

I was very nervous tonight. I was sitting next to the handsome man I saw a while ago on the streets of Jakarta. The guy I thought was a widower, or maybe even still has a wife. Funny, if I remember. How could I like it at first sight. Even I don't know him at all, whether he or otherwise. That's the soul mate, this second I was beside him as his legal wife.

"Ki. Are you fucking?" he said looking at me. I was confused between shaking or nodding. Honestly I'm sleepy, because a few days of sleep deprivation. But, is this my first night and her? I should what? I'm rattled. I mean, I first slept together with an open attitude, unlike yesterday which was still very awkward.

"Hmm, isn't he sleepy?" I ask, I think he must be tired too. But very surprisingly, he shook his head quickly at me.

"Not yet."

Then what do I have to do now? My heart continues to beat erratically. I'm nervous, I'm embarrassed to be this close to a grown man. Although he was my husband, but still I felt awkward, I wanted to fall asleep immediately. But will he get angry when I sleep? Ah, it's impossible. Mas Dude is very nice, he's gentle. Will he scold me? I guess not.

"alright. Do you want me to talk?"

He was still looking at me, then the curvature on his lips made me widen my eyes. He chuckled while rubbing my cheek.

"You nervous?"

My cheeks are flushed, I'm pounding. Apparently he could see the look in my eyes, my behavior was so natural, naturally nervous.

"The look." I nodded and covered my face with my palm.

He touched my palm, then pressed it against his chest. "I am too."

Hey, this time Mas Dude used informal language and I got more and more misbehaved.

As if the clock had stopped beating, no sound was heard at all. Silent, I heard nothing but his heartbeat, his thump felt by the palm of my hand stuck to his chest.

"I'm really nervous" he said again and it was so embarrassing because I was stunned with a dumb face, it must have looked stupid.

He's my husband, he's so sweet. I was misbehaving. Yes Robb, I would love to put my face under a thick blanket, my face must be very red and embarrassing right now.

"So don't be nervous alone. If you sleep, you sleep."

Very understanding. But, why now my drowsiness is instantly gone. I'm starting to get hot. He still clasped my palm, then gently kissed it. Right in my palm, not on his back. The vibration was clearly on my body.

Glekks.

I gulped. I feel like I'm gonna faint if she keeps looking at me like that. It's my first time, I'm this close to the opposite sex, it feels like I'm blushing and hot. God, what is it like to love after marriage?

"Kin." He cupped my face, looked me in the eye deeper. I was stunned, not moving an item at all.

"Yes?" I answered, still very nervous.

"You're beautiful. Long hair. Your skin is smooth" she said as she stroked my red cheeks repeatedly. I just blushed.

"Thank you, Mum." I don't know what to say. I also want to praise him. But I have no power, my tongue is twisted.

Cup.

He kissed my cheek. I shook, I opened my eyes quickly.

His smile is so special. I remember the first time I saw that smile, it was also the reason I liked it. May I say, don't smile like that to other women? Ah, I'm really maruk.

"Kinant. How are you diem? Did I scare you?" tanyakanya. I certainly shook my head. I can't possibly be afraid of him. L like it.

"Not so, Mas. I'm not afraid, I just..."

"Hmm?" He waited for me to continue my words.

"Shame," I said, he also laughed softly.

"Your cheeks are red, fat."

I was also anxious, wanting to answer. But, again I could not say it clearly as he said easily to me just now.

He drew closer, stroking every corner of my face until I was lulled. Her index back was warm on my skin, I did not refuse, I avoided, just felt the touch.

My heart rate seems to stop. When her index finger rubbed the surface of my lips. Our eyes met, intense. She approached, for the first time in my life, feeling my lips touched by a man. He touched me there, I wasn't even breathing so nervously. I closed my eyes, as something soft felt cold on my lips. I got carried away, until I was almost choked by the touch it gave me.

Dude, he rubbed my cheek. "You holding your breath?" the question is, what a shame.

"Sorry." I turned my face away and touched my lips. "I'm sorry, Mom."

He chuckles softly. "Don't apologize, you're not wrong."

I am still so ashamed. I want to drown my face in the water.

He grabbed my body, approaching my face. Then smile. This time I didn't know when I was in his lap. I want to move, but I'm locked by her arms.

"Don't hold your breath, okay?" said. I glanced at him briefly but then I chose to close my eyes.

He touched my lips again. I followed his directions, I didn't forget to breathe, I started to feel my blood running, I rippled as his lips moved freely on my lips. I opened my mouth, intending to take a breath. But, he barged in with his tongue. Absenting my entire oral cavity was free, it was getting dusty and I was flabbergasted, silent.

His hand moved, pressing my nape. I'm beginning to understand how. I wrapped my hand around his neck, rubbing the back of his head. He was still with his delicate touch, slowly, very slowly, inch by inch, I was completely beguiled by his affection. I feel loved, I feel loved.

"You want to pray two rakaat first? Now then? Or tomorrow?" tanyakanya. I was suddenly stupid.

"Sala?" I said, I really don't understand, not don't understand, I forgot.

"Salat before that, Mas read it on the internet, "he said, glancing his eyes. I'm astounded. Athaghfirullah, I'm so stupid.

"Yes Allah. Sorry, I forgot." I am not usually like this, really.

He's nodding. "You now?"

"What, Mas?" I was like a confused person again.

"Salat, Dek dear."

I'm going to explode, I'm really going to explode.

I nodded too despite the difficulty. "Yes pray now, Mas." Although I was embarrassed, but I was already wet to continue that earlier, my mind was not hypocritical.

"Then we take ablution. After that, pray first" he said.

"Yes, it's."

O Allah, grant me and my wife blessings, and bless them for my cause. O Allah, grant me sustenance for them, and give them sustenance for me. O Allah, unite us (both) in goodness and separate us (both) in goodness.

Finish salad. He approached me, even he helped me open the face I was wearing. I flinched but I just kept quiet letting him do what he wanted to do.

"Are you ready?" tanyakanya. Why am I scared. It's my first experience and I'm worried, will it hurt?

"I'm scared a little bit. Afraid of pain," I replied innocently, honestly as it is.

He rubbed my cheek. "God is not sick. I'm not forcing you if you're not ready now."

But how could I have let my husband wait. While the two of us had even performed two rakaat prayers just now.

"I am God ready."

He smiled and grabbed my body, holding me in his arms immediately. I'm pounding, I'm panicking and I don't know what to do.

"You don't have to do anything. Understood?" said. I just follow his words. "Yes, Mum."

Her lips again teased my lips wily. I just felt the heat present again, very hot at the moment.

He moved deeper and deeper. I was so lulled, I pulled her neck deeper and deeper. He started to strip my sleeping pajamas, I reflexively did the same to him.

Our breath was so heavy. I felt his dark face staring at me. The softness moved to my neck, he smelled it to make me hum reflexively. I'm ashamed, so ashamed, why do I even sound like that.

He bites slowly, a little deep. I wasn't in pain, I was shaking.

"Now?" tanyakanya. I'm half innocent. How could he ask that. "Do it" I replied.

That night he and I were united in an intoxicating union. It's too beautiful to be detailed, the point is that that night I was entirely hers, as well as hers, entirely mine.

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...Hopefully not in takedown aamin 🙂...