Chapter 165 - If Anything

Benjamin

I gently bit her lip playfully. 

Jazz seemed frustrated that I did not give her what she wanted. I smiled at her and her eyes were starting to get unfocused again. 

I trailed my hand down her chest, raveling in my view of her. Like she was made of the thinnest paper, I stroke my fingers up and down her left breast. 

Now I was the one that was being hypnotized. "You are incredible." I breathed. 

I needed to keep in mind that we had just lost our children and Jasmine's body needed to recover from that. 

I decided to give her what she wanted. I helped her up a little, so that we sat across from each other. Her cat-like green eyes held mine and I kissed her. First slow and sweet. One hand held her face, so that my other hand was free and had the privilege roaming her body.

She felt so good under my hand. A moan escaped her lips and that was my cue to spice the kiss up. 

I kissed the hallow of her neck with passion. "Ah." She groaned. She let her head back a little, wanting more. I gave her just that and then I possessed her lips again. 

I drank her in. Jasmine's hands started wandering, troking my back and then my arms. Suddenly she stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes.

I stroke her beautiful hair out of her face. Jazz held my gaze as her hands traveled down my bare chest.

"You are mine." She breathed with intensity. "Forever so." I promised her as she started taking off my swimming short.

Amused as I was by her boldness, I placed my hands on hers and kissed her forehead. 

"We can not go that far my darling." I smiled at her. "I mean... Let's not get me too carried away." I sheepishly said. "Come let me shower you." I said as I kissed her forehead.

"Why would you not get too carried away?" She asked like a sulky child who had just had been denied candy. "Well because... we can't yet and that is okay." I told her. 

Jasmine held me and I had a hard time thinking clear. "You are already too carried away." She said as she felt how firm she made me.

I closed my eyes, sighed and looked at her with one eye open, when I felt Jasmine stroking me. She continued in a pace, she knew I enjoyed and I pressed my head against hers. 

"I love you." She told me. "I love you so much more." I breathed in a husky voice. Jasmine pulled down my swimming shorts and I helped her.

Jasmine wrapped her hand around me, continuing the pace she started. I let out a sigh of enjoyment. I needed her, and feverishly kissed her.

My hands roamed her chest, speeding up the build up inside of me.

"What are you doing to me?" I said raw of hunger for this magnificent woman in front of me.

"Tell me my husband, what am... I doing to you?" She said as she intensified her rhythm. "Jasmine." I gasped.

I had a hard time controlling my body and I tried to keep my breathing steady. But the more I tried, my breathing came out in fits and starts. 

Jasmine had a huge grin on her face and I cocked my head to the side.

"If anything….You know exactly what you are doing." I said in barely a whisper and exploded in her hands.

Jasmine still held me in the aftershock and her eyes pleaded me to kiss her again. How could I ever deny her anything?! I took her face in both of my hands and kissed her like I had never done before.

I needed her and clung to her as if my life depended on it. 

Saphira

Going to the mosque had been an enlightening event. I did not understand a single word they said, but I enjoyed the feeling I got from the togetherness I had felt. 

The woman in that mosque all shared some type of sisterhood and I kind of liked the feeling of that. I felt connected somehow. Most of them, were woman from the harem… 

I did not really understand how they managed to live amongst each other… sharing a single man. 

Would Benjamin have more wives? It was not an odd idea… since Benjamin had once wanted to take me as his second wife, because he wanted to save his fragile Jasmine from whatever horror that haunted her at home.

Of course his plan was then to have an intimate life with only one of them… me to be exact… But all that was different now. 

That woman had some kind of spell over him, as they whispered throughout the palace halls and I had to deal with that. 

Would I be up to a life like that? Sharing him? 

There was a party going on in the palace tonight. It was the birthday of the third wife of Benjamin's grandfather. 

I stood in the mirror and I eyed the dress that I was wearing. Should I go down? I pondered for a moment, but then decided that I could use a little fun. 

I darted through the huge halls and went off the marble stairs. When I entered the grand hall, I searched for familiar eyes. 

"You have decided to come." Malik said from behind me, tapping on my shoulder. I was so starlet that I held my chest.

Malik came to stand before me, he was wearing a black suit. He looked different somehow. "Saphira." He breathed as he waved his hand before my eyes as if to check if was still there,

"Malik." I shrieked, horrified by my reaction. "Your heart again?" He asked eyeing my hand that lingered on my chest. 

"I have to go." I blurted out and turned around. "Saphira please wait." Malik called after me.. I did not wait and went out of the room as quick as I could.