PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

25. Edging

AVNEET'S POV

He is not a light sleeper, yet the sound of the door opening wakes him up. I tense. I can't take any more punishments. It will tip me right over the edge. I really really just want to bury my head in the crook of his neck and smell his sweet scent.

My eyes well again. 

"Please," I whisper, hoping that the crack in my voice conveys my pain and desperation.

He smiles

He smiles and pulls out his arm towards me. I choke a sob and run into his waiting embrace. He laces his arms around me and hugs me tightly while I break down. I wail. That's the correct word. I let myself loose. 

The anguish devouring my insides leaves my body as my husband pats my head and peppers kisses everywhere.

"Shh, It's okay. It's alright," he says, planting a kiss on my forehead.

"You're not mad at me anymore?" I ask between sobs.

"No, I'm not. We're good," he confirms.

He runs his hands over my body and keeps planting kisses. I don't know if it was his warmth, concern, care, or scent, but the sleep that I couldn't find on my own for the past few hours finally took over.

I felt the weight of his gaze before I opened my eyes.

"Good morning," I say with half open eyelids. I won't be able to open them fully time soon, curtsy to my wailing and swollen flesh.

"Morning," he replies. And his voice, oh my god, his super husky voice. It sends a jolt of pleasure down to the pit of my stomach, and I'm begrudgingly reminded that I still haven't come.

"Since when have you been awake?" I ask as I realise that I'm lying flat on his chest. He must have pulled me up sometime at night.

"For a while now, and I'd appreciate it if you get off me now."

I quirk an eyebrow in question.

"As tempting is the view of your breasts and the pressure of your crotch against mine are, I need to pee," he explains.

"Mhm. But your muscles make such a nice bed," I say, in no hurry to move.

"Avneet," he groans, and I push myself harder onto his bladder.

"You know I could throw you aside if I wanted to," he exclaims.

"But you won't," I pout.

"Avneet," he warns.

"Ask nicely."

"Please," he echoes, and I roll to the side. Siddharth wastes not a single second in bolting away to the bathroom. He does not even close the bathroom door behind him.

He comes out with a frown plastered on his face. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why didn't  you go sooner?"

"Because you were sleeping soundly on me, and I did not want to wake you up," he mumbles, striding towards me.

Before I even knew what was happening, he threw me upside down and started tickling my stomach and waist.

"Stop," I crook.

"Ask nicely," he taunts.

"Please," I reply, and he lets me go.

I turn to glare at him, but the broad smile on his face changes my mind. He is the most handsome man ever known to mankind. Although my body is screaming in agony due to the sudden motion, my heart is full of happiness because of this man.