Chapter 12 - Ephemeral Ecstasy

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"Par mein theek nahi hun!" Murtasim's voice quivered with a vulnerability he rarely displayed. His words were a raw confession of the pain he had been grappling with, emotions he had tried to keep hidden. Their foreheads pressed together, their breaths intermingling in the charged space between them. His eyes pleaded for her to comprehend the depth of his anguish.

Meerab's heart clenched as she gazed into his eyes, taking in the turmoil etched across his features. It was a side of him she hadn't witnessed often, a glimpse into his unguarded emotions. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him close to her. She could feel the tremors in his body, a reflection of the vulnerability he was allowing himself to reveal.

"Are you harboring anger against me? Why don't you tell me if you are angry with me?" she questioned in a whisper against his ear. "Talk to me, scream at me if you want to... but don't let it consume you like this. Don't do this to yourself."

His hands found her waist, his grip firm yet seeking solace as he drew himself nearer to her. His lips found the nape of her neck, following a path of open-mouthed kisses leaving a trail of heat on her skin as he sucked on it hard. The sensation sent shivers down Meerab's spine, her fingers finding purchase in his damp hair as her eyes fluttered shut. As his lips pressed against her skin, her heart raced, each kiss leaving an indelible mark on both her flesh and their relationship.

Murtasim: "nahi...rehna...nahi... mujhse" Murtasim's murmured words were a mix of longing and pain, his lips moving against her skin in a desperate plea. His kisses deepened, each touch a testament to the intensity of his emotions.

"Murtasim," Meerab's voice was a gentle whisper, tinged with understanding and tenderness. Her fingers continued to stroke his back in a soothing rhythm, a gesture meant to comfort and console.

"nahi...hota...mujhe...sambhal" his mumbling continued as the sound of the water from the shower intensified, its relentless flow mirroring the emotions swirling between them. His arms tightened around Meerab along her back embracing, pulling her closer if at all that was possible. The bathroom seemed to fade into the background for Murtasim as his world narrowed down to the cocoon of warmth and intimacy Meerab had created. The steam enveloped them and the water continued its unceasing cascade. Meerab found herself grappling to comprehend his words, her nails digging onto his back as drops of water turned into steam under her touch. Her breath stuck in her throat when she bit onto his ear uncontrollably, only to be taken aback as he suddenly lifted her left thigh with firm hands, wrapping it around his waist. A startled gasp escaped her lips when she sensed the warmth of his arousal pressing against her entrance, a tantalizing touch that felt more like an enticing tease. He refrained from entering her right away, his gaze locking onto hers as her back arched against the wall, drawing her closer to him. The anticipation of him fully embracing her warmth was evident in the way she held herself, a longing expression in her eyes.

"When did you fall in love with me?" His words dripped with desperation, his warm breath mingling with hers, his heart hammering against his ribcage in anticipation of her answer.

"I... I don't know!" she quivered against his lips.

"But I WANT to know Meerab." He spoke rubbing his length against her folds. "Aahhh!!" Meerab moaned uncontrollably with her head falling back against the wall. Murtasim's hand which held her leg wrapped around him moved up her thigh to her back side speaking further, "When I ask you a question, I need answers..." his eyes darkened, his voice deep and hoarse and his palm rough against the skin of her bottom. When there was no answer for a few moments as they both stood in each other's embrace, a hard slap landed on her ass, pushing her more against his throbbing member.

"Murtasim... Please!! I.. I really...don't know" she managed to get out as her lips moved against his jaw, her hands moving against his shoulders digging in for support to keep her stable.

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