You office series# 1
"I love her so much, It physically pains me to imagine a life without her, I feel like I won't survive a single second, without her. I feel I am drowning and only she could save me, But here I am, drowning without her, and she'...
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I move away the strands covering her face and watch the morning sun rays falling on her from the window curtains I had just draw open.
I kiss her nose. "Manar." I rub her shoulder soothingly. "Wake up, we have to go."
She snuggles deeper in the covers. I chuckle and place a kiss on her bare shoulder, trailing them down her neck and cheek.
"Wake up or I'll lick your face."
A small smile threatens to form on her face but she kept her eyes closed.
I lean closer and place a kiss on her eyes and nose and then lick the corner of her lips which makes her move her face away with an unmistakable giggle.
"Wake up," I sing, kissing a path down her neck and latch my lips on her collarbone which makes her clutch my hairs in her grip.
"Mahib..." A whimper leave her lips as I lift up my head.
Her mismatched eyes trace my face, her hairs dishevelled and a glow on her face.
She caresses my face and gets up on her elbow before kissing my cheek and leaves a peck on my lips.
Before she could move away, I grab her nape and deepen the kiss, thrusting my tongue in her mouth, her moan gets lost in my mouth as I continue to kiss her like I had starved for her my entire life.
I move back, both of us struggling to breathe. I caress her now swollen lips with my thumb, a flair of possessiveness grips me by my throat.
Mine. All mine.
"Welcome to our new life." I whisper against her lips.
She smiles. "The best welcome."
"I can guarantee you, I will remind you of this welcome every morning."
She bites her lips and tugs my hairs, whispering against my lips. "You better."
I suppress a groan. "We are supposed to leave in two hours."
"Two hours." She whispers, kissing my neck.
I lick my lips, controlling myself by fisting the sheets in my grips as my wife innocently kisses on my neck which makes my brain frenzy.
"But we can take time for ourselves." I shove the blankets away from her and seal her chuckle with a kiss.
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"Mahib." Manar warns as I place my hand on her thigh. "We are about to reach."
"I know." I grab her hand and kiss her knuckles. "Do you know how many times I have envisioned you like this, seated beside me, as my wife, all mine."
Manar smiles, the early morning rays reflecting from the windshield on her glowing face which had started glowing even more after she had wore the red suit I had brought for her.
