Author P.O.V.
The next morning in the W hotel's restaurant ....
"Uncles Ali, Omar, Ibrahim, Hasan, Muhammad, Khalid and Youssef, I am so happy that you came all this way to surprise the new couple. I know that all of you were ecstatic when I called last night, informing everyone that they hit it off well. Sparks were definitely flying with the new couple. My job as a matchmaker, I believe, is finally over." voiced Claire, sounding extremely proud of herself and happy.
"I know, but Amir is so picky. We wanted to see for ourselves." replied Omar.
"I came to make sure he doesn't do anything to mess it up with Ivanka. I like her out of all of your friends and believe she will make a nice addition to the family. I believe, given time, we can get her to convert as well. She is a good girl." conveyed Khalid.
"I think so too. Besides, his mother is ready for grandchildren. I am tired of hearing her whine about his lack of effort in that area to make it happen." declared his father, Youssef, looking around the table at his happily married brothers and niece.
"Well, the way sparks were definitely flying around last night. I would not be surprised if Amir got her V-card last night. I am just saying. Things got pretty heated, and I felt like a third wheel. They were both flirting with each other. So, in the chemistry department they are good." confessed Claire, giggling.
"Good! Call them now and see if they can join us for breakfast or lunch." demanded Ibrahim. Claire quickly pulled her phone out of her handbag and unlocked it. "That's odd. I have a missed call from Ivanka from last night. I don't remember hearing my phone go off, and she left me a voicemail."
"Play it on speakerphone, now. " requested Hasan.
"Okay!" replied Claire.
Suddenly, Ivanka voice rang out loud and clear across the restaurant floor.
"It's me, Ivanka! I love you, and you are my sister. But your **** is not allowed to pick men for me any damn more. Your damn picker is broken. You're not answering your damn phone. Meanwhile, I'm forced to get **** drunk by my damn self. So I can unsee the **** I was just traumatized by accidentally witnessing. I feel so dirty, ugly and violated right now. And it's all your damn fault."
Then the phone line went dead.
"What the fuck did he do to my friend? I am going to kill him!" screamed Claire as she looked ready to cry.
"Calm down and call her back now." demanded Muhammad. Claire did, but the phone went straight to voicemail, repeatedly.
"She is probably in her own hotel room sleeping her hangover off. Let's just go upstairs to his room and find out from him exactly what happened. It's probably a big misunderstanding. That we can quickly resolve. I want this legal stuff with her family resolved. So she can relocate and come work in one of our family-owned restaurants." stated his father, Youssef, trying to remain calm.
"Let's go! I need answers."
"Me,too!"
"Me,too!"
"We won't leave his room until we have them. "
"Me,too!"
"Me,too!"
"Me,too!"
They quickly obtain a key to his hotel room and let themselves in. It helps when your family is part-owners of the hotel.
Amir P.O.V.
I woke up and walked towards the hotel bathroom and met Elliot coming out of my bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. "One last round before I hit the road?" He asked with a big smile across his face as he made his way to me. He got to where I stood and planted a long, passionate kiss on my lips.
"Yes! Definitely!" I mumbled between the kisses while he groaned and held my waist.
He pulled back and looked at me with a huge grin. "Good! Go into the bathroom and freshen up. I will wait for you." he said, reaching out to brush away the few strands of hair clinging to my face.
"Okay!" I said, giving him a quick peck on the lips before rushing into the bathroom to do my morning constitution and quickly shower.
I rushed out of the bathroom, eager to get back in his arms. "Miss me?" Elliot asked, looking deep into my beautiful brown eyes.
"Yes!" I mumbled and placed another kiss on his lips.
"I want you." he said, as he slid his tongue into my mouth.
With a throaty moan, he deepened the kiss and moved his hands down to my round soft ass. Then, he squeezed both my ass cheeks and I heard him let out a satisfied moan.
If only I could have this for the rest of my life and not be forced to live a lie. I am a gay man. My strict Arab Muslim family will disown me if I come out of the closet or worse, kill me. They would send me back to our homeland and I would never be seen again. I have to do this Lavender marriage to get the pressure off me and onto my other cousins. I will find Ivanka later today and apologize to her. I will tell her I got food poisoning and decided to just leave. I didn't have her number to call her.
She will forgive me. She was easy to fool.
As we kissed, he led me to the bed. "Get on all fours for me." Hearing those words from him, he flashed me a seductive smile as I turned and climbed on top of the bed and positioned myself eagerly into the doggy position.
He started eating my ass and stroking my fat cock at the same time. "So big." he giggled happily as he spread my ass' cheeks apart and buried his face in my ass, licking and sucking away. It felt so good.
"Mmmmmm....." I moaned as he kept making me moan in sheer pleasure. It felt so good having him eat my ass that I dug my fingers into his hair and pushed him closer to me.
He ate my groceries like a true professional. Before he stood up and pulled me to him as he lined his huge dick up with the entrance of my asshole.
"Come on. Stop teasing me. Give it to me." I whined, eager to feel him inside me again.
He grinned seductively and placed his two hands on my hips while he slowly pushed his hard big erect cock inside me, again.
"Shit! Fuck! Damn, you have a big dick!" I moaned in pleasure as his big dick filled my hole.
"Ahhhh....." he moaned, almost like a cry as he pushed into my tight hole.
"That feels so good. Fuck me! Fuck me!" I moaned seductively as I grabbed the bedsheets to prepare for the pounding I knew was about to come. Besides, I wanted it badly.
Elliot fucked me like a pro as he increased his speed and kept going deeper and deeper with each pump.
I could hear the clapping of our skin all over the room, as well as our loud moans.
Then, he tightened his grip on my waist and fucked me mercilessly as he repeatedly slapped my ass and grabbed my throat, choking me from behind.
'MMhhhhh..." I moaned in delight and threw myself back on his huge cock as he fucked me harder.
Suddenly, my bedroom door burst open and in walked my father, Youssef, and his six brothers along with my cousin, Claire. My worst nightmare came true. I was so afraid of what they would do or say to us, that I shit on myself.