Amir woke up to the soft light of morning filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Maria, peacefully asleep beside him. Her face was relaxed, a small smile playing on her lips, and in that quiet moment, Amir felt a wave of gratitude wash over him. He realized just how lucky he was to have her in his life.
His thoughts drifted to his family. They still didn't know the full extent of his relationship with Maria. To them, she was a dear friend, someone who had become part of the family. He knew that the age difference might be a concern for some, but the strength of his feelings for her made everything else seem insignificant. What they had was real, and he was willing to face whatever challenges came their way.
As if sensing his thoughts, Maria slowly opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Good morning," she said softly, her voice still thick with sleep.
"Good morning," Amir replied, his voice warm and full of affection. He watched as she stretched and then got up, heading to the washroom. Amir stayed in bed, his mind still lingering on how right everything felt when he was with her.
When Maria returned, looking refreshed and more awake, Amir smiled at her. "My turn," he said, slipping out of bed and heading to the washroom himself. When he came back, she was lying on the bed, her hair spread out on the pillow, looking relaxed and content. It was a Sunday morning, and there was no rush to be anywhere. The day stretched out before them, full of possibilities.
Amir climbed back into bed and pulled Maria close, wrapping his arms around her. She nestled into him, her head resting on his chest, and they both sighed in contentment. The quiet of the morning, the warmth of the bed, the feeling of being together—it was all perfect.
After a few minutes, Amir couldn't resist anymore. He gently moved Maria so she was sitting on his lap, facing him. His hands rested on her hips, and he looked into her eyes, the intensity of his feelings for her clear in his gaze.
"Maria," he murmured, his voice low and full of emotion. "I can't get enough of you."Before she could respond, Amir leaned in and kissed her, his lips moving against hers with a hunger that had been building all morning. The kiss was deep, filled with urgency, but also with a tenderness that spoke of just how much he cared for her. Maria responded in kind, her hands moving to his shoulders, gripping him as she kissed him back.
The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intensity of the moment. Amir's hands moved up her back, pulling her closer, wanting to feel every part of her. He kissed her deeply, passionately, his desire for her growing with every passing second.
Maria's heart raced as she felt the heat between them rising. She could sense the depth of Amir's emotions in every kiss, every touch, and it made her feel cherished, wanted in a way she hadn't experienced before. She knew she had found something special with him, something worth holding on to.
They pulled back for a moment, both of them breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to catch their breath. Amir's hands gently cupped her face, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks as he looked into her eyes.
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Hers to Love
RomanceTheir initial meeting was purely coincidental, a chance encounter at a local café where Maria frequented to unwind after long hours at the office. Amir, with his charming smile and friendly demeanor, struck up a conversation with her . What began as...