Broken Souls (Editing).

033.

Chapter 32.

S's P.

We reached home with girls so tired, we had to wake them up for food and it's so cute seeing them how they blabber despite being exhausted and on the other hand is Youseff.

'I love him, Yes.

Everything thing about him, good and bad, positive and negative screams innocent from him.

How naively he asks me about Islam, Religion, Prophet, it makes me want to be ecstatic but nah! it's be like i am pushing him by showing hope in him.

His touch, warmth, I can't resist him now.

I am nervous.

The feeling we have towards us, attraction and love emiting from us, The desperation to have eachother intimately.

Having our body as one, feeling the feeling of his body in mine and my hands f_urgh!!

He doesn't know i am done with my periods.

The way we insanely behaving with eachother makes my stomach do somersault when he figures out we can finally be one.

After taking the girls to bed i head to our room leaving Youseff in his study room.

After using the bathroom i bath and perform ablution before offering praying.

I walk towards the restroom taking my ribbon from the sink and walk out towards my room.

I walk towards the bed staring intensely at Youseff how he's bare, his entire body bare except his bottom covered with his short boxers.

His right hand resting on his head and other tapping his abs with his bare long legs being shaked.

My eyes keep on staring at his middle coverd parts as i feel my core clenching Urgh!

Horny beach.

Well not my fault, i can spend my entire day staring at him.

How i wanna stroke his disheaveled hair that's touselled over his head,

I wanna kiss his full lips, bite his neck,

run my hands on his chest down to his g_Sumaiyah!!.

I shake my thoughts and climb on the bed pulling covers over me casting up.

I feel the side of my bed dip in weight as i feel him moving towards me and pulling me close as he angled himself to face me.

His dark green orbs screaming 'I want you, as his other hand slid in my shirt and other caressing my hair.

"I love you", He proffess with his husky voice as i smile.

His eyes tracing my face to down to my lips as he leans close, his nose just inch away and his breath fanning my face not helping my anxiousness atall.

"Beautiful", He groans grazing his lips against mine as i whimper in pleasure.

My hands finds it's way behind his neck stroking his hair as he crash his lips against mine kissing me passionately.

His hands travelling into my shirt his fingers tracing from my bellybuttom to my chest turning my desires to the highest point.

"You ain't in your days right?", He asks hoarsily after pulling away.