A brief note and small teaser preview of things to come. First, I must
apologize for letting this story slack off for so long. My life has taken
a few nasty curves lately, both personally and professionally but as I like
to say, I've battled back like a Medjai fighting a mummy.
Time to once again bring forth my story and end the suspense on a few
things, namely the futures of Ardeth and Asiya, Olivia and Nabil. And of
course, as I raise an eyebrow like Loch-nah, the fate of the chest.
Bear with me till I manage to get the hang of FF, uploading and of course,
still trying to write after working a very long day. I leave you with a
preview of what's to come and a warning I find myself saying a lot these
days.taken from the movie, "Next of Kin" I think it aptly describes and
sets the tone for the next few chapters.
"You ain't seen bad but it's coming."
Thank you all for reading this story as well as my others. Shukran ya
iSHab (Thank you my friends.)
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Ardeth leaned closer to Asiya, the robe held between them somehow forgotten and falling to the floor. He loved touching her hair, the weight and feel of it like the finest silk against his hand as it slid through his fingers, strand after sleek strand. His fingers moved back to her face, skimming across the smooth skin until they came across her lips, tinted pink and partially opened as if Asiya found trouble breathing. The pad of his thumb caressed her lower lip before his hand gently settled on her chin. With the lightest of pressure, he titled her face up and bent down, unable to ignore the sweet temptation any longer. Tenderly he placed a sweet kiss on her lips. His mouth brushed over hers once, then twice and he felt her arms come up to timidly curl around his neck, her supple body pressing close to his hard length. Ardeth's tongue tentatively sought permission to explore the sweetness of her mouth as Asiya parted her lips with a sigh and eagerly complied.
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Ardeth leaned closer to Asiya, the robe held between them somehow forgotten and falling to the floor. He loved touching her hair, the weight and feel of it like the finest silk against his hand as it slid through his fingers, strand after sleek strand. His fingers moved back to her face, skimming across the smooth skin until they came across her lips, tinted pink and partially opened as if Asiya found trouble breathing. The pad of his thumb caressed her lower lip before his hand gently settled on her chin. With the lightest of pressure, he titled her face up and bent down, unable to ignore the sweet temptation any longer. Tenderly he placed a sweet kiss on her lips. His mouth brushed over hers once, then twice and he felt her arms come up to timidly curl around his neck, her supple body pressing close to his hard length. Ardeth's tongue tentatively sought permission to explore the sweetness of her mouth as Asiya parted her lips with a sigh and eagerly complied.