#1 [Tied to You] : his to love

Epilogue

Rumika

"Okay, let me remind you then." He said loosening the hold on my wrist, making me shiver.

Knowing his intentions, I turned and walked out as fast as I could, but whom I was running from.

He pulled me back, making my back collide with his front, and caged me in his arms.

Goosebumps appeared on my neck when his hot breath fanned over. My breath fastened when he opened the knot of the bathrobe.

His hand was wrapped around me, and the other was cupping my neck ever so slowly and softly.

"Mr. Malhotra...."

"It shouldn't affect you, Mrs. Malhotra. You do not care. Remember?" He whispered intentionally, brushing his lips against my ear.

My lips parted when he applied a little pressure on my neck while his hand grazed my waist.

My words fumbled in my throat, and my eyes closed, feeling his feathering touches. His lips remained on my neck giving me goosebumps consistently.

I tried not to say the word he was trying to get out of me, but with each passing moment, it seemed difficult. I was turning on and he knew that.

His hand began to move down from my waist slowly. My eyes closed as I began to lose my thinking capabilities, but still, I was trying to get a hold of myself.

"Yug please.."

The words rolled on their own before I could process the moment he brushed my core.

He stopped, and my eyes opened, realizing what had happened.

"I hope now you'll never forget."

He said and left me and walked out of the closet just like that, leaving me turned on.

I cursed myself for letting him dominate me. Everyfuckingtime.
I held my hair out of frustration, anger, irritation, and whatnot.

I came inside the room after changing and saw him working on a laptop sitting on the couch.

I climbed on the bed and slid under the blanket facing the other side.

I closed my eyes, and those unholy images started dancing in front of me. My eyes shot up, and my heart rate went up and down.

A few minutes passed, and I was unable to sleep.

'Don't turn don't turn, don't turn-'
I chanted it in my mind only to turn. I hid my face in the blanket in a way I could peek into the room a little.

'peek into the room peek at your husband?'

My inner self mocked me and I royally ignored her.

I looked at him. I didn't know how much time had passed as he kept working, and I kept looking.
And he knew that but pretending to be an unknown.

My lashes began to feel heavy as, after some moments, they fell.

But my sleep stirred feeling something between my legs.

"Ahhh."

I gasped softly, arching my back. My eyes were too heavy to be opened. My breath began to fall and I again moaned.

I forced my lashes to lift. I blinked, adjusting to the dim lights of the room. It was still dark as it was just 3 AM. All of a sudden, my heart stopped beating for a second or two when I looked down.

He was kissing me through my clothes. He lifted his head and locked his eyes with mine before going between my legs again. My chest began to rise and fall in nervousness and excitement of early morning.