Mohit's POV
I opened the door, picked her up in the bridal style and went to our room.
I looked at her and smiled. I would have to change her clothes again. I can't let her sleep in my latest design. Moreover, I had to think about her comfort too. So I took out nightwear for her and my heart started jumping in my chest.
I was very excited but I didn't trust myself with her at this moment. I just wanted to make love to her until she lay trembling in my arms.
I wanted to kiss her beautiful eyes, her soft plump lips her swan-like neck... Hell, I wanted to kiss every inch of her body. I wanted to stroke her soft skin.
Shit!! I was losing it. I took a deep breath again. I sighed, lifted my hand to my face and massage my temples. I needed a cold shower.
I didn't want to lose my self-control and seduce her like this it would annoy her and was not fair. I took a deep breath again.
She would kill me in the morning. So I closed the lights and changed her clothes.
I was really tempted to cross the line whenever my hands caressed her skin. It was softer than the softest fabric I had ever touched.
Though just the thought of her was driving me over the edge. I gathered every ounce of self-control in my body not to go beyond the limit. I was successful and I released the breath I didn't even know, I was holding for so long.
Hell, I was losing my sanity. I ran to my bathroom to take my cold shower.
After taking a cold shower for about 15 minutes I came back to my room and slipped under the duvet.
She was sleeping soundly as usual. I didn't want to take another shower so I stayed to my side of the bed but I was getting pulled towards her by a very strong magnetic force which is present in two different poles of magnets.
I tried to turn my back towards her and sleep but I kept tossing and turning in bed.
I was fed up so I pulled her in my arms and cuddled her. She turned and snuggled into me even more. I felt so good and I buried my face in her fragrant hair and lost myself in her dreams.
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I got up when I felt two soft hands pushing on my chest, sending such a sensuous sensation in my body making me aroused with the soft touch. I opened my eyes and saw my angel trying to push me away because as usual, I had her pinned down to bed.
Her beautiful face was gaining colour. She told me to get up. But I shook my head.
" Leave me... "
" Good morning beautiful angel. "
" Good morning... Get away !! "
" Why?? "
" I need to get up. "
" I don't want to leave you. "
" Mr Paul, please get up. "
" Mr paul?? Fine spend the whole day in bed with Mr Paul. "
" No !!! "
" Why Mrs Paul??"
" Leave me !! "
" Ask properly. With love... I may listen to you. Or spend the whole day with your Mr Paul. "
" Please... "
" Please?? "
" Please leave me... "
" Who am I ?? "
" Please Mohit Ji... "
" Ok Ji... I love it when you call me like this. Better than any endearments. "
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Bewitched
RomanceSample chapters only... Mohit Paul is a young and dynamic Fashion designer. He is sinfully handsome, having girls drooling over him but to their dismay, he barely gives them another look. He is bisexual, but prefers to be with men . Until one fat...
