'Baby..'
                              'Yes husband?'
                              Omuhle walked out of the shower into their huge bathroom with a towel around her body, making Omari lick his lips. Thanks to therapy she was slowly began to feel comfortable with showing a little skin.
                              'You distracting me right now,even forgot what it was I wanted.'
                              He walked up to her placing his hands on her hips. He loved this position whether in bed or just standing in public because it made him excited. He lifted her up a bit so her ass was directly sitting on his dick. 
                              'Your six weeks is up right?'
                              'Mmmh the doctor gave me the go ahead.'
                              Omari spun her around,placed his hands under her cheeks and made her look up at him before kissing her. Omuhle removed his hands and pulled her head back, stopping the kiss.
                              'As good as that is I have a lot to do. first I have to meet with your mom about the inauguration of your brothers new wife tomorrow night and then I am meeting with my sisters to prep for tonight's ball'
                              'Do you think,you are ready for that? I mean the ball and inauguration?'
                              Omuhle shrug her shoulders
                              'I cannot stay cooped up in this house any longer. It has been two and a half months and as much as I am not ready to let finding my baby go,the country needs its queen and your mother needs me,well that is what she said.'
                              Omuhle was lucky,she has a great relationship with her inlaws. Omari lifted her up onto his waist. wrapping her now naked thighs around his waist.
                              'Baby no. I have to get ready'
                              Omari knew she was making an excuse but like the therapist said one step at a time. He left after they both got dressed to meet with his brother and father.
                              'Her royal highness!'
                              Her sisters walked into the palace screaming their lungs out. She hated when they did that. Which they continued to do even though she has reprimanded them for that.
                              'You two never learn.'
                              They engulfed her in a group hug as soon as she reached the bottom of the stairs. The sisters went back up the stairs into the queens bedroom. Her sisters Akhona and Luthando immediately started ransacking her closet which was as big as two rooms.
                              'Dimples there is like half a closet full with brand new dresses'
                              'Yes you can have them,I am going out to meet the queen mother so please behave yourselves. The makeup stylist and his people will be here in an hour,you can get started. I will join you later'
                              Her sister's agreed and continued with searching through her humongous closet. She slipped on her pink wedding ring,grabbed her diamond encrusted bag and left with her special royal bodyguards .
                              'I find it amazing that your husband lets you still do photoshoots'
                              Omuhle smiled when she walked in on her mother-in-law posing for the camera. She used to be a professional model but only does photoshoots for the royal family's magazine issues.
                              'He has no choice..how are you honey?'
                                      
                                          
                                   
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BLACK BONNIE
Художественная прозаIn majestic land far far away they are a royal couple who go through trials and tribulations in their royal marriage and royal life. Copyright © 2019 All rights reserved no part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any me...
 
                                               
                                                  