Page 29 of Mrs. & Mrs. Elahi ( INTERSEX GxG )
The bedroom door closed softly behind Zara, and a wave of anticipation filled the air. The chaos of the reception was over, and they were finally alone. Zara's gaze locked onto Lina, who stood near the bed, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with nervous excitement.
"You're staring," Lina teased, her voice soft but carrying a hint of shyness.
Zara pushed off the door her slow, deliberate steps sending heat racing through Lina's veins. "How could i not? You're breathtaking."
Lina felt her stomach flutter as zara approached, her gaze intense but filled with warmth. "You've said that already," she wishpered, the worlds barely audible ove the pounding of her heart.
"And I'll keep saying it." Zara voice were low, a promise laced with desire. She reached out, her fingers brushing a stand of hair from Lina's face before cupping her cheek. "You're mine Lina, Tonight, I want to show you just how much that means to me."
Lina shivered at the possessive undertone, her skin igniting under Zara's touch. Zara leaned in, her lips ghosting over Lina's in a featherlight kiss that left her aching for more. When Zara finally deepened the kiss, Lina melted into her, her hands sliding up Zara's chest to grip her shoulders.
Zara's hands moved to Lina's waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush. Lina gasped against Zara's lips, her heart racing as she felt the firmness of Zara's body against her own. It was a sensation she hadn't fully anticipated, and yet it felt entirely natural, as if they were always meant to fit together this way.
Zara pulled back slightly, her forehead resting against Lina's. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice tender despite the desire simmering just beneath the surface.
"Yes," Lina whispered, her fingers tracing the curve of Zara's jaw. "More than okay."
Zara smiled, the tension easing from her shoulders as she kissed Lina again, this time slower, more deliberate. Her hands trailed down Lina's back, finding the zipper of her gown. "May I?" she asked, her breath warm against Lina's ear.
Lina nodded, her cheeks burning as Zara carefully unzipped the dress, the fabric sliding off her shoulders and pooling at her feet. Zara stepped back, her gaze sweeping over Lina's body with an appreciation that made Lina's breath catch.
"You're perfect," Zara murmured, her voice thick with emotion.
Lina bit her lip, feeling both exposed and cherished under Zara's gaze. "Your turn," she said softly, her hands moving to the buttons of Zara's shirt. Her fingers trembled slightly, but Zara covered them with her own, helping her unfasten the buttons one by one.
As Zara's shirt fell open, revealing her toned chest and the binder she wore beneath, Lina's breath hitched. She reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing against Zara's skin. "You're perfect too," she whispered, meeting Zara's eyes.
The vulnerability in Zara's gaze melted into something deeper, more primal, as she shrugged off the rest of her clothing. Lina's heart pounded as she took in the sight of Zara's body, a mix of softness and strength that left her utterly captivated.
Zara guided Lina to the bed, her touch reverent yet eager. Every kiss, every caress was a discovery, a new way of learning what made Lina gasp, what made her arch into Zara's touch, and what drew soft, breathy moans from her lips.
Lina's hands roamed over Zara's body, exploring the curves and planes that were uniquely hers. She marveled at the way Zara responded to her touch, the way her muscles tensed and relaxed under Lina's fingertips.
Zara's hands were equally attentive, tracing every inch of Lina's skin as if committing her to memory. Her kisses grew more urgent, trailing down Lina's neck to her collarbone, then lower, each one leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Lina's hands tangled in Zara's hair, her body arching instinctively as she surrendered to the sensations Zara was coaxing from her.
The night was a blur of whispered confessions, shared laughter, and the heat of their passion. Zara was attentive to every detail, her touch both grounding and electrifying as she worshipped Lina's body.
When they finally lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still humming with the aftermath of their love, Lina rested her head on Zara's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat.
"I love you," Lina murmured, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on Zara's skin.
"I love you more," Zara replied, her voice soft but sure as she pressed a kiss to Lina's temple.
In that moment, as the first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, they were no longer just two individuals-they were a perfect union, bound by love, trust, and the undeniable connection that had brought them together.