FF: The Secret Desires (Tere Bin, Meerasim)

Part 10: The Weak Moment

She was still in her evening attire without the jewelry but the moonlight on her fair reflection was giving her an extra touch to her already glowing feature.... Loosening his tie along with the top two buttons of his shirt, Murtasim slowly walked towards her while folding his sleeves up to his elbows, trying to find the meaning behind her lyrics! Did she consider herself as a dead bird being married to him? .... Meerab got on her feet, feeling his presence .... "Are you okay?" he noticed her wiping off her face, trying to hide the tears... "Yes. Why do you care?" she asked without meeting his gaze as she bent down pretending to squeeze the water off the bottom of her saree.... "You are my wife and I will care!" he stated with full right... "Oh really? Good to know that you still remember that you have a wife" She stood up and started to brush off her saree to straighten it, still avoiding him....

"Look at me" Murtasim lost his patience as he grabbed her by both elbows and her eyes met his... Damn she looked gorgeous but her swollen eyes stabbed like a sharp knife into his heart.... "Don't touch me" she jerked off his hands when they were about to wipe off her moist cheeks and continued, "and stay away from me" Meerab placed her hands on his chest and pushed him without realizing their position.... The unexpected thrust alerted his brain a little late when his attempt to grab her left arm with his right for support from falling on his back failed but instead got the hold of her anchaal and his left arm instantly wrapped around her waist.... The abrupt pull on the fabric flung the clip off her left shoulder as she instantly clutched onto her saree over her left bust by the right hand while the spare hand grabbed onto the front placket of his black shirt and before they could balance each other on their feet, both splashed into the swimming pool with Meerab on top of Murtasim .....

A moment later both got their heads off the water breathing heavily....standing in the middle of the pool with water level up to their half body, both facing each other, composing themselves from the sudden hit of cold water.... Murtasim ran his fingers through his wet hair brushing them back as his eyes got locked at the figure before him....

She looked like a Goddess of love made of glory and passion... he found himself lost in admiring her, who was looking around lost as if trying to digest the reality of the sudden unforeseen incident .... Her top had a deep neck that clearly showed off her cleavage... the water droplets ran through her bare skin from her hair to chest, cheeks to jawlines, neck to her bust, taking their sweet little time as if mocking him of holding their power over her.... his eyes moved up to her nose ring that gave her the sensual look of a woman.... Her uneven parted hair with long wet strands hanging over her face as if shamelessly kissing those soft cheeks that he felt so jealous of ....

Looking around the pool, it took her a moment to realize where she ended up in a fraction of a moment when her gaze dropped on herself and she instantly pulled up the edge of the saree that was floating on her left arm to its designated area...when she caught his gaze at her.... she hated those intense eyes as every time they managed to flutter her heart in a compulsive manner.... Did he use the same gaze for other women as well? .... Why did it hurt her so much to even think of him looking at other women.... but her?....

Meerab took a step back when he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer... not ready to let go of her until he was done giving her a taste of his secret desires for her.... Of course he remembered he had a wife... hell! he could forget about his own existence but not her! ....

It was the battle between the cold water of the pool and his hot arm around her, fighting each other to take over her voluptuous skin....He kept his left arm intact around her waist while she struggled to release herself from his grip "NEVER ever try to throw me out of your life...trust me, I will make sure I take you down with me" He smirked while caressing her left cheek with his spare hand.... Like hell, he was going to let her intoxication go unpunished when he pushed her against the wall beside the 4 steps ladders .... Suddenly the cold water seemed to turn hot as the wave splashed insanely with his jerk and both their submerged bodies started to shiver with the passion they were about to experience ...She found her weak knees were failing to generate enough energy to push him away under the cold current....