CHAPTER 84: Their Fairy Tale

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~Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them, that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality, Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like~

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Aaliyah

I dozed off while waiting for Ammar to get my test result from the hospital after dropping me home so that I could get some rest. I woke up feeling really refreshed and without the terrible nausea and headache that made me go to the hospital earlier today

I smiled, thinking about where I and Ammar started off and where we are today. If the final chapter of your life story is written by love, it's like you are guaranteed a happy ending. I thought

And that is how it happens, One gesture, One person, One moment at a time. We became the products of our past, not prisoners of it.

From the beginning, we both were free to part ways whenever we wanted. I know it, Ammar knew it, we both knew it. But now, parting ways with him is the last thing I want to do, is as good as dying

At first his world looked like a storm and I was its center. But all men make mistakes, only a good man yields when he knows his course is wrong, and repairs the evil. The only crime is pride.

No one can tell what goes on in between who Ammar was and the person he has become. Just like no one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of his change. He just came out the other side, almost perfect

And ever since, I wanted none of my days with him to end. It is always with disappointment that I watch the darkness stride forward.

I am the toast to Ammar's butter, and I always make him melt. He is my prince charming always making sure I know that I am his princess. For at the core of love, is validation.

He is my lifeline. Every possible future I've imagined, he is always in it. Funny how I always imagine our happily-ever-after as if we were living in a fairy tale.

Although he becomes more and more in love with me with each passing day, I didn't want to be one of those couple that feel trapped, or stuck in between love and sensuality. The ones that seek but fail to acquire more sensuality because love, quite frankly, is just not enough. I didn't want to be one of these days couple that are bored out of their minds with each other, they don't know what to do with themselves. I'm glad I and Ammar are the opposite of that

The secret to our happy marriage is that I made myself non stagnant and like a constantly moving target to my partner. I avoid being washed out by his perpetual evolution, I developed my ability to stay consistent with my sensual growth. It has helped me guarantee never being washed out, outgrown, or becoming irrelevant in Ammars life. Sensuality is the new security, Sensuality is what has helped me keep up with the chase of my partner's constantly evolving nature

Ammar brought my thoughts to a full stop when he came into the room. I closed the distance that was left between us, one hand sliding through his soft hair, the other gathering the back of his shirt into my fist, maintaining eye contact

Time seemed to stop, the world around us stilled. There was only him, There was nothing outside of him, not even the sound of his phone ringing. My heart thundered in my chest when his thumb caressed at my lips, the lips he wanted to kiss badly.

When my lips finally pressed against his, I felt something coil deep inside of me. His body relaxed under my hands, shuddering at my touch. Breathing him in wasn't enough, I wanted to inhale him. The leather, the scent, the sweetness. I felt his fingers counting up my bare chest, He draws me closer. His lips were wild and yearning, eagerly devouring me.

I was off-balance on my toes, the world swaying dangerously under me as his lips traveled to my cheek, to my jaw, to where my pulse throbbed in my neck. He seemed so sure of himself, like he had already plotted out this course.

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on. I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him.

I glanced back, and saw the underwear torn and discarded, a little strip of thin material on the floor, and thought, Yes, this is the kind of impatience I'm looking for.

My powder pink panties, which mate the discarded brazier, had the soaked path of my excitement and lustful flow.

The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy each other

He was the kind of man I wanted. wild, hot, horny, and losing control. And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body

I didn't feel it happen, the slip. Even if I had, I was so wrapped up in him that I couldn't imagine pulling back or letting go of his warm skin in that moment. His touch was feather-light, stroking my skin with a kind of reverence, but the instant his lips found mine again, a single thought was enough to rocket me out of the honey-sweet haze.

Moments later, When we were peacefully cuddled up in bed, I suddenly ask

"What about my test result? Did you get them from the clinic?"

"Yeah, I did" he said, with a wide smile plastered on his face

"Okey" I said, smiling back

"I also got a special gift for you to go with the result" he added. He arose from the bed and went out of the room.

He came back with a wrapped box and handed it to me. I opened it quickly, wondering what it might be

Inside the box was a pair of baby shoes, my positive pregnancy test, a sonogram, and a rolled up note with a cartoon of sperm that said "ONE MADE IT"

I let loose the box and embraced Ammar so tightly, jumping, screaming, he couldn't help but laugh

I was overwhelmed when I found out we were pregnant, even though I felt like we weren't ready to become parents. But Ammar on the other hand has never been sure of anything as he is sure of this, parenthood

We are so happy and excited. I am so lucky that I have the best husband in the world who is incredibly supportive and just everything I needed.

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