•𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 [𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 #1]

18.| 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄.

Ahad:

I held my breath as I knocked on the door of our closet. I don't know why I'm so nervous.

The door clicked open and my breathing stilled looking at my gorgeous wife clad in satin gold-silver saree with a tint of shimmer and a golden blouse with pink zari threads and mirror works.

I felt my heart skip beats as I continued to stare at he.

Also, Were my pants always this tight?

I shut my eyes and threw my head back before I grabbed her waist and slammed my lips onto hers. Smudging the lipstick that rested on her luscious lips.

I pulled her to myself before I deepened the kiss. God, she's so damn addictive.

She held my shoulders and tried kissing me back with the same pace. I roamed my hands over her bare waist and she gasped. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, exploring every corner of her mouth.

I could kiss her all my life and still not be enough of her.

She tapped my chest, silently asking me to pull out. I pulled out and moved my lips to her jaw, kissing all the way down to her neck. She grabbed my hair and let out a small moan when I sucked on a specific spot on her neck.

“You're gonna ….leave a mark” she said between her gasps. I tightened my hold on her waist and bit onto her neck before licking it to sooth the pain.

I pulled back and stared at her neck with a proud smirk. I looked up into her eyes and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“That's the intention, meri jaan”

She looked even prettier now, crimson hue covering her cheeks and ears, lipstick smudged and hazy eyes.

She hit my chest. “Ab phirse makeup karna padega mujhe, aap bhi naa” she whined and stomped her foot. I gave her a smile before I picked her up, walking into the closet and placing her down infront of the dresser.

She looked at herself in the mirror and gasped looking at her neck. I stuffed my hands into my pocket and stared at her with a smirk.

“Ya Allah, ye kya kardiya aapne, ohmygod ohmygod ab mai kya karoon, Aahan aur Aysar chidhaynge mujhe, mai khud se nazar nahi mila paa rahi”  she cried out and I rolled my eyes.

Who even cares about Aahan and Aysar, anyway?

My wife does.

Apparently, she does.

“You can return the favour some other day, now quickly her ready or I'll pick you up and walked outside with that smudged lips, that looks sexy by the way” I added with a wink and she glared at me.

I watched her with a smile when my eye caught the figure of an animal walking inside like he owned the property. I rolled my eyes.

Nyxeris completely ignored my existence and walked over to Safira who showered him with kisses that were supposed to be mine.

“Mai kaisi lag rahi hoon, baby? Tum hi batado, koi aur toh mujhse kuch kehta hi nahi” she said while eyeing me up and down. I smiled and shook her head before I walked over to her and gave a small peck on her lips.

“Breathtaking, there aren't any words I have to describe your ethereal beauty, sweetheart” I said and saw how her cheeks slowly turned red again.

She cleared her throat and nodded.

She stood up from her place. I forwarded my hand, keeping it infront of her, I asked. “chalein, mohtarma?” She placed her tiny hand on mine and gave me a nod.