Chapter 60 - A Little Noice

Jasmine

"JASMINE!" He shouted in pure horror.

"COVER YOUSELF!" He commanded.

He closed his eyes and held out a bathrobe in front of him.

"Do I not please you?" I asked a bit insecure.

"What?" He asked confused. "Never mind." I said feeling rejected again. "Open your eyes I'm covered." Ben tried to stroke his hand through his hair without success though, because he had way to much gel in his hair today.

He mumbled something under his breath. "The witnesses are here." He said in a sour tone. "Oh." I mouthed. "Grandfather promised me he wouldn't do this." His voice seemed strained.

So he really did not want me.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?" He asked. "Sure." I kind of snapped. He didn't react to that.

I lingered at the bathroom door for the few minutes he was in the shower. When he came out he was wearing shorts and was bare-chested. My heart skipped a beat.

"Do you work out a lot?" I blurted out. "I ought it to be part of intelligence, when you take care of your body." Benjamin clarified.

He scooped me up without warning, and I draped my arm around his neck.

I was getting nervous. My stomach started to hurt.

"We don't need to rush this. Let's just take it slow." He said as he carried me across the spacious room. He did not acknowledge the witnesses, who were standing across the room. There were three of them.

"At least close the drapes of the canopy bed." Benjamin commanded.

He laid me on the bed and sat beside me.

The three woman looked at each other and nodded. They untied the robes that held the purple curtains and then it seemed like we were alone.

I fumbled whit my white lace dress. "Did you enjoy the wedding?" Benjamin asked. "Lynn seems like a great girl." I said.

"She is." He agreed.

We were silent and it felt a little awkward.

"Did you… enjoy the wedding?" I asked trying to break the silence.

He turned towards me. "All the ceremonies were not really my cup of tea, but I did enjoy the wedding from the moment I saw you again." He said with a grin.

"Are you always this flirty?" Benjamin frowned.

"What makes you say that?" He came a little closer, shifting his body towards me. "Observation." I stated. He pouted his lips a little, and his eyes twinkled.

I yawned a little. "Are you tired?" He asked. "It has been a very long day." I admitted. He looked at me, contemplating. "Let's take a nap." He said, gesturing for me to come into his arms.

I scrutinized my eyes. "What?!" He smiled. I looked at his arms, his muscles showed. Benjamin had broad shoulders and his stomach was well trained. He had some hairs on his chest.

I looked up at him. He seemed amused by something. "Come." He said playfully. "If you want." He added in a more serious manner.

I did not move. I wanted to, but I don't know… Benjamin turned to his side, facing me. He placed one hand under his head and closed his eyes.

"Will you sing for me?" I asked looking at the ceiling. Benjamin started to sing an English song, I had never heard before.

I closed my eyes as well.

Inch by inch, I moved closer towards him. He reached out for my hand, but didn't take it. He waited for me to take his, and I did. His hand was warm. We explored each other's hand with our fingers. My hand tingled where his touched me.

It was dark when I woke up. I felt a heavy weight around my waist. It took a while before I realized where I was. Benjamin's right hand was strangled into my hair, as I laid on his chest.

The room was filled with his scent. I tried to move, but I could not. "Ben." I whispered. "Mhh…" He breathed. "Ben." I whispered again. He slightly moved and pressed his warm lips on my forehead. He smelled sweet.

I tried to move again, but it was useless. He held me in an iron grip. How did I get in his arms anyway? "Benjamin." I said a little louder now.

He opened one eye and looked at me. It was a funny sight. He took his hand out of my hair and stroke his index finger against the side of my face. Benjamin stopped when he reached my lips and smiled a little.

My breath spiked in my throat. His smile widened.

Like I was made of glass, he started to trace my arm with the back of his hand. It was a strange sensation; ticklish but also loving. I clanked at him and he stared back.

I looked at his eyes, they almost looked like they were lit on fire. "So this is our wedding night." He said a little louder and quickly glanced at the purple curtain.

"Was he talking to me or the witnesses on the other side of the curtain?"

He scrutinized my face with his nose. He now and then stopped and planted a little kiss. I concentrated on my breathing.

He gently kissed the hollow beneath my ear. He did it again, but with a little more force. I let out I sound I had never made before. I looked at him in shock. He knotted both hands in my hair and drew my face closer to his.

"You do please me misses Al-Raji  El Saud. Don't you ever doubt your beauty." He said against my lips. My breathing hitched again. He kissed the hollow beneath my ear. I panted unwillingly, gently grabbing a fist full of his hair.

Still holding me, he turned, so that he was now above me.

Then he abruptly broke lose my grip and padded the pockets of his pants, and took out the tube of blood, while still lingering above me. "We need to make a little noise." He whispered pointing towards the curtain.

He kissed me gently from my neck to my collarbone and my breathing accelerated. "Oh" I mouthed "Just like that Habibie, don't stop.." He said a little louder, slightly eying the curtain again.