My dreams went wild after our first meeting . I went in to sleep early that night after wishing my abbu and Amma a goodnight . And went into my room which we are not allowed to lock in our household . I started touching myself to his image in my mind . I noticed more than his face and body from his attire .
My heart was throbbing my heart was pounding and felt heavy . I felt a sort of horrific disturbing thrill and guilt . I felt envious of everything and everyone that interacted with him . I felt envious of him that he got to see himself everyday and be that amazing masculine hunk that he was. It was wierd it was terrifying and terrible but I had to beat it out of me . I want to get over him and rubbed myself as aggressively as possible I think someone was looking at me but I didn't stop myself
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Forbidden Love in the Heartland
RomanceStory of love that the country is not ready to accept .