" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 "
"Tell me Baby did he make you feel the same way I did"
He slowly moved his nose on my cheek and grabbed me by my hips...
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The incessant beeping of the alarm clock jolted Diya from her slumber. Her eyes fluttered open, squinting against the harsh light from the lamp on the nightstand beside her bed. She whimpered softly, trying to sit up and turn off the alarm. It was time to get ready for the office. However, her movement came to an abrupt halt when she realized she couldn't move her hands. A confused frown creased her forehead as she unwillingly opened her eyes completely to get a better look.
A soft gasp escaped her lips when she saw a strong hand wrapped around her petite waist. Her husband lay next to her, not too close to crush her but close enough to invade her space with his cinnamic fragrance, which she had always loved. Her eyes softened as she noticed him sleeping, a protective arm draped around her.
Diya chuckled softly at the way he was holding her. The only skin contact they had was his hand on her clothed stomach, and aside from that, he maintained a respectful distance, almost giving her privacy but refusing to let go of her completely.
"How can someone be this beautiful? How can someone be this considerate, this caring?" she thought.
Diya wasn't sure about love, but she knew one thing: he was going to spoil her rotten with the immense amount of care and support he provided.
After all, that was what they had agreed on in the first place—mutual understanding.
Diya slowly held his rough hand in her soft one and gently lifted it, trying to sneak out of the bed. The moment her skin touched his, his eyes opened, looking at her with a frown.
"Fuck, he just woke up. How does he look so fresh?" she wondered.
"Do you need anything?" Advait asked, making her lie back on the bed using his gentle force. Diya tried to sit up again, but he narrowed his eyes at her.
