Sheikha Jasmine:-
The next morning, I woke up in the arms of my husband Ifraheem his head was buried in my neck I smiled and stroked his hairs with my hand.
"Good morning" he murmured inside my neck placing wet kisses.
"Goodmorning to you too" he nibbled my neck and I moaned he chuckled and pulled back.
"Glad to know that I have got the same effects as before" he spoke I blushed he was about to bend down and kiss me when we heard our son's voice.
"Mommy are you in there?" Emmet said from the other side of the door.
"My son also wants her mommy just like I want my wife" he spoke laughing and climbed out of the bed he opened the door.
"Marhaba son, how did you sleep?" he asked Emmet.
"Marhaba dad, I slept great" Emmet replied again, he was learning new Arabic words from his father. M
