Sitting on the love seat, Murtasim looked at her with his skeptical eyes, attempting to scan through her mind when he caught her gaze with his.... Meerab gulped in the sensation he was passing through his intent look...and she blinked, needing to collect herself before taking the step to give him a piece of her mind....
He managed to lay himself on the love seat, his body half adjusting out of it... Resting his left arm on his stomach, he massaged his tired eyes with his right thumb and index finger... *I received this humiliation because of you Meerab and yet I failed to hate you today... I don't know why I can't see you in tears...I don't know why I crave for your proximity.... I don't even know that despite agreeing to the terms, why this distance between us is killing me inside* Murtasim told himself..
*I received this slap today because you are in my life Murtasim and I will never forget this humiliation... But don't worry, you will also receive something for the wedding night... a cursing gift that I will make sure you never forget, Murtasim ... in fact this night will make you realize what you will be missing for the rest of your life... your wish for us to be a married couple in a true sense will remain as a haunting desire for you* Meerab thought to herself before removing the dupatta off her chest...
The sudden weight on his thighs brought him back to reality as he instantly stopped the eye massage to look up and before Murtasim could react, his lips were sealed....sitting on his lap with crossed legs Meerab wrapped her hands around his neck and leaned forward to capture his lips with hers... a current passed through both their veins as they sync with the kiss... wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss.... she could feel the butterflies in her stomach as her upper body involuntarily collapsed against his.... Meerab slightly tilted her head to the right, burying her fingers into his thick hair, she allowed him to explore the heaven with her lips.... letting out all the frustration in the bliss of intoxication... he captured her lower lip in between his, making sure to extract all the spontaneous rage out of her system and replace it with love and affection....
It was supposed to be a punishment not pleasure, she reminded herself as Meerab instantly pulled away from his grip when she felt his arms moving their way up to her thorax.... looking right into his eyes, she smirked with her cold eyes "Barbadi Mubarak ho"....Meerab walked to her side of the bed and pretended to go to sleep....
Throwing him off the cliff was not the intention of this sudden physical intimacy and he was very well aware of it.... He did not miss her resistance in the breakup as he smiled to himself, realizing that she too was attracted to him but was in denial as the hatred was overshadowing her love for him.... and he knew one day he would conquer her love too... making her fall in love with him...
On the other hand, Meerab kept her eyes tight and closed...still recovering from her bold attempt of punishing him... but little did she know the desire of such punishments will be missed mutually....
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After the breakfast, Meerab confronted Murtasim about Maa Begam's violent behaviour towards her last night when her husband was just too busy pulling her legs!
"It's better to die than spend a life with a creature like you!" Meerab stated..."Please go ahead! Have fun dying" smirking at her, he affirmatively gestured.... "that's it....get up and get out of my sight" she ordered.... "I am not going anywhere" he leaned back at the royal chair keeping his intense gaze on her.... "Murtasim, MOVE!" She almost screamed... "Why?" He asked innocently .... "Because I am going to sit here and think of all the ways I could murder you" she quipped... "Tempting!...then please be my guest and sit" he offered without moving an inch...
"Sit where? On your head?" She was super pissed!... "there is no space there anyway as you already occupied that spot!" The man's audacity! "However, for a change, you can always sit here" grabbing her right wrist with his, he quickly twirled and pulled her on his lap...before she could protest, he wrapped both his arms around her waist from behind to take her arms under his grip...."I would always prefer this spot over my head" Murtasim whispered in her right ear when a sudden gush of emotions passed through her little rigid heart... "You blo----" Meerab struggled to get out of his grip..."Don't Move! Or else I will go intense and you will regret!" He warned and she froze on his lap.... Murtasim leaned forward while tightening his grip around her, pulling her more closer to close the gap between his torso and her back....Gosh! she smelt heavenly! He nuzzled his nose on her right shoulder making her instantly close her eyes, trying to protest the bulk of flush she felt on her cheeks... "Remember last night?.... It's payback time Mrs. Khan!" whispering into her right ear, he pressed his lips at the crook of her neck, leaving traces of wet kisses...she felt an enormous number of butterflies in her stomach as his hot breaths on her sensitive skin was taking a toll on her..
After a while, he released her and Meerab instantly got on her feet... him facing her back as she adjusted her dupatta which her husband very tactically removed off her while making out.... Murtasim got up to stand behind her... leaning over her right shoulder, he whispered, "every time you mess with me, I'll make sure you pay for it" Murtasim left a quick peck on her right cheek from behind before leaving her with a content smile on his face while his wife watched after him in total disbelief as to how her own trick had backfired her....
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