20
Zain
The sound of the royal horse galloping in the golden sand surrounded us. Even with the loud wind blowing against us, I could hear Nasrin thinking after knowing that I was inexperienced the night we met.
I wasn’t ashamed of it, but seeing my wife tense around me made me feel embarrassed. Just for a moment, I wished I had taken heed of Khalid’s advice and had some experience in pleasuring women so I could ease whatever Nasrin was overthinking about.
With a clipped voice, I told her to cover her nose when the sand of the desert started flowing with the wind. I wrapped the keffiyeh around my nose, covering my mouth and neck, watching Nasrin’s finger fumble with the knot.
“May I?” I asked, speaking for the first time, knowing full well she was panicking over my virginity.
She
