Chapter 32 - Birthday [Part1]

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"You barely come home on time since we are back," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, the words tinged with a hint of playful complaint.

“Do you not love me anymore?” She pouted as she shifted between his legs.

The bathroom was filled with the soothing sound of running water, creating a serene atmosphere as Meerab leaned against Murtasim. His hands gently massaged the body wash into her arms, the warm water covering their bottoms. She let out a soft sigh, allowing her weight to rest against him on his chest, feeling the comforting solidity of his presence.

“Moonbeam?” Murtasim tilted his head, caught off guard by this cute complaint of hers.

“mhmh” She hummed in a low tone

Murtasim chuckled softly, the sound rumbling against her skin. He leaned in and rested his face on her shoulder as his arm slid into her bare waist, causing her breath to hitch "I very much love this complaint of yours but a few more days Moonbeam” He paused as his palm moved up slowly till it reached the curve of her breasts. He stopped, and Meerab’s eyes fluttered. “I told you about that Australian contract. It's very close now. Things are tough, and your husband needs to be alert, meri jaan," he explained, his hands moving from her chest to her shoulders, but not where she wanted them, kneading gently to ease the tension he knew she carried.

"Mhm," she responded softly, her eyes closing as she savoured the sensation of his skilled hands working their magic on her tired muscles. She felt herself relaxing under his touch, the warmth of the water, and his comforting presence enveloping her like a cocoon of love.

“You will succeed InshaAllah” Meerab said in a proud tone, “You’re so involved in it. More involved than a pretty woman who’s your wife and loves you”

Finishing her sentence, she turned slightly and shifted her face towards him in the bathtub, opening her eyes to gaze at his wet face and hair. Meerab couldn't help but admire him. Murtasim looked hot with his sharp features in the soft glow of the bathroom lights, the water droplets glistening on his skin like tiny diamonds. His charming deep black eyes met hers, and she felt a rush of emotions flood her heart. His well built muscles gave her butterflies in her stomach. The marks on his torso made her feel shy as they were the traces of their passion. His gaze seemed to tear into her soul, yet it was filled with an intense love and adoration that made her heart flutter. She loved the way he looked at her, as if seeing her for the first time every time they locked eyes. It was a gaze that spoke volumes without words, conveying his deepest feelings and desires.

“Don’t look at me with those eyes, I’ll forget what we’ve been doing all night” He warned as he gazed at Meerab. He couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. Her hair, dampened by the water droplets from the shower, framed her face like a cascade of dark silk. Each strand glistened under the soft bathroom lights, the droplets clinging to them like delicate jewels.

The water droplets traced intricate patterns on her skin, leaving a trail of shimmering trails that added to her ethereal aura. Murtasim reached out, his fingers brushing against her back, feeling the smoothness and the slight dampness of her hair from the water. It was a sensation that made his heart race with desire.

“You’re gorgeous by simply existing. I can’t decide any one state Moonbeam” He muttered as he grabbed her waist, pulling her into him even more.

“Come closer” He murmured into her back, his voice husky and its vibrations sending shivers down her spine

“I’m already in your arms” Meerab blushed, “How much more close should I be when there’s no space” She teased.

His palms moved up to her busts as he rested two of his fingers over her nipples. “Get glued to your Mafia meri jaan”

Meerab gasped suddenly, “Murtasim” She moaned

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