Be Mine

29. The Excitement Of Forever ♾️

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A K R I T I

After he slipped out through the window, I stood there watching him, my heart in my throat. I followed his figure with my eyes as he carefully descended and made his way to his car. Once he was out of sight, a sense of longing settled over me, and I sighed deeply. I headed to the bathroom, hoping a shower would help me gather my thoughts and start the day anew.

The bathroom was filled with the faint scent of him, a mix of his cologne and the lingering aroma of our night together. I stripped off his black shirt, feeling a pang of nostalgia as the fabric slid down my body. The memory of him wearing it, and then me, brought a smile to my lips. I removed my panties, and the sensation of the lace against my skin sent a shiver down my spine.

As I stood naked in front of the mirror, my mind wandered back to the previous night. His touch, the way his hands had moved over my body with such tenderness and passion. I could still feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, the intensity of his gaze as he looked at me with pure love.

I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water cascade over me, washing away the remnants of sleep. I reached for the body wash, squeezing a generous amount into my hand. As I lathered it over my body, the silky texture reminded me of his touch. My fingers grazed over my skin, and I couldn’t help but recall how his hands had felt on me, gentle yet firm.

When I reached my clitoris, a rush of heat flooded my body. The memory of his lips there, the way he had kissed and teased me, sent a wave of desire through me. My breath hitched, and I closed my eyes, letting the sensation wash over me. I imagined his mouth on me again, the way he had taken his time, building the anticipation until I was trembling with need.

The thought of him made me wet, and I found myself craving his touch. My fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, mimicking the way he had touched me. Each motion brought a fresh surge of pleasure, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. My body responded eagerly, every nerve ending coming alive under my touch.

I leaned against the cool tiles, my fingers working faster now. The water streamed down, mingling with the slickness of my arousal. I pictured his face, the way he had looked at me with such intensity, his eyes dark with desire. My hips bucked involuntarily, my breath coming in short gasps.

“Adi,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the water. The pleasure built within me, coiling tighter and tighter until I could hardly stand it. I imagined his hands on my hips, guiding me, his voice urging me on.

Suddenly, I heard my mom’s voice from outside the bathroom door. "Kab tak kumbh karan ki tarah sogi? Uth ja, jaldi!" she yelled, her voice cutting through my peaceful moment. My mood soured instantly.

“Aa rahi hu!” I called back, hastily rinsing off the remaining soap and stepping out of the shower. My moment of tranquility was gone, replaced by the rush to get ready. I wrapped myself in a towel and quickly dried off, my mind still lingering on the memory of Adi's touch.

After a refreshing bath, I chose a green t-shirt and black pants to wear for the day. As I combed my hair in front of the mirror, I noticed the numerous hickeys adorning my neck and even the tops of my breasts, which were thankfully covered by my t-shirt. The sight of them brought a flush to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and pride at the marks he had left on me.

Realising I had to hide the hickeys before facing my mom and the rest of the world, I reached for my makeup bag. Carefully, I applied concealer over the dark spots, blending it perfectly to match my skin tone. The process took longer than usual, each touch-up reminding me of the previous night and how Adi had worshipped every inch of my body. His tender care in erasing the cruel memory of my past and replacing it with his love filled my heart with gratitude. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have him as my man, someone who loved me so deeply and unconditionally.