Stay With Me

13.

"Kiss me."

That's all it took for his patience to break down, his desires to unleash.
Without a second thought, she felt his lips on her's.

A sigh of relief escaping both their lips, the moment their lips touched. They didn't move yet, just relishing the feeling of this moment.

Then she felt the sparks!
He slowly moved his lips, gently urging her to respond and she did, without hesitation.

His lips felt like soft cushion, sweet yet spicy.
She could barely control alcohol but if it's this addictive, she would love to drink it every second of her existence.

The kiss started off as gentle and soft but as the heat rose in them, he turned them around, her back against the wall with him infront of her. Keeping one of his arm behind her head, supporting it, the other draped over her waist, he caged her between him and the wall, not breaking the kiss.

"We should stop.", he said breaking the kiss when he felt her out of breath, brushing his lips over her's, pecking them once, twice, again and again, doing the exact opposite of his words.
Now that he had a taste of her, he knew he couldn't do what he was actually saying.

"Or we could just continue...", she whispered, her voice out of breath, eyes closed by the affect of the kiss they just shared.
It was magic.
It was more than she would have imagined.

"This isn't right.", but it felt right. Everything felt right, like this is how they are meant to be.
In each other's arm, close to each other, together.

"Why?"
"Because you're--", he didn't get to answer. He didn't even had an answer before she pulled him down grabbing his collar, and connecting their lips together, again.

Fuck it!

The hand behind her head moved to cup her cheek, carefully after resting her head at the wall, and deepening the kiss.
Arm around her waist tightened too, it was getting hot in here. They both were burning in desire, they wanted a way out, they wanted to set their feelings free.

"You taste so fucking good, Noor..."
"I like the new nickname...", she giggled as he chuckled at her cuteness.
"You're definitely high, Noor.",he mused.
"No, I'm low.", she giggled again.
"Let's get you out of here, baby.", making her stand by his support, he typed a message on his phone.

To Arushi - Nurvi's drunk. I'll take her back to her room.

Sliding back the phone inside his pocket, he opened his suit jacket, making her wear it, over her small silk dress. The jacket hung low till her knees and her small hands disappearing in the sleeves.

The moment he saw her in this dress near the elevator, he couldn't keep his eyes off her.
To avoide looking like a creep, he immersed himself in his phone.

He bent down to pick her up, knowing well she wouldn't be able to walk before stumbling over something.

✿

He entered the elevator, passing the lobby, ignoring the hawking eyes of people in the lobby.

A delicate touch on his cheek was felt, looking down to find a pair of choclate brown eyes looking up at him. Leaning forward her soft lips touched his, a hand disappearing in the locks on his nape, clutching them tightly as the kiss became rough.

He pressed her back against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist while her hands hung low behind his back, lips sealed together.

Sliding his hand down, he gripped her neck, putting pressure on it and gently chocking it. The pressure on her neck added more pleasure to the situation down there.

His lips glided down, breaking the kiss, towards her neck, leaving soft kisses on it's way.
He reached a certain point between the joint of her collarbone and shoulder, nibbling roughly on it and then soothing the pain later.

It continued till he was satisfied it would leave a mark behind.

The elevator dinged before the doors opened. Taking her back into his arms, he passed doors till he reached her assigned room, but that's when he remember that he didn't have her key card and she definitely doesn't have it right now. Where did she leave it?

Having no choice, he walked to the left hallway, towards his room.
He stood infront of the door but looked down at the girl snuggling close to his chest. She was so small.
"Noor...", she hummed while slowly opening her eyes. She was feeling drowsy, he was so soft and comfortable, she could sleep in his arms all day.

He dropped the heels which hung low on his fingertips, which she had taken off earlier. He made her stand, draped his arm over her waist to balance herself, while she stood on the tips of his shoes.

Opening the door wide, he bent a bit, locked his hands around her knees and hosted her up. Being suddenly picked up, a sequel escaped her lips followed by giggling. Her sleep long gone.

Dropping her on the bed lightly, he moved back to bring her something suitable for nightwear, but paused feeling a tug over his sleeve.
With a strong pull, he fell over her, somehow balancing himself over his arms, carefully not to put all his weight on her.

She held his collars pulling him closer to her, while her lips worked their way up from his neck.

"Noor, we shouldn't. You're drunk."

He didn't wanted to do anything which they both might regret in the morning. He too was a slight drunk. A kiss is one thing but this can lead to something more, something which will make their lives more complicated than it already is.

"You're going to regret this in the morning."
"I won't regret a single moment spent with you..."

Damn it!
She's making it harder for him to control.

✿⁠

Hey guys 👋🏻
I couldn't post yesterday but here is the 13th part of "Stay With Me".

I wanted to add some spice in this chapter but I'll keep it for the next chapter, I guess.

Till rhen enjoy reading and don't forget to vote and comment 👇🏻
See you on next Saturday...
Bye 👋🏻