Morni | 18+ ✔

Trust me🌶

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Author's POV

"Shirt hatayiye meri." ("Take off my shirt.")

This statement was not a request but an order. Shivika looked at him. For the first time, she saw dominance in his eyes. He was looking at her.

"Par Samar...abhi..." Before she could complete her sentence, he got up.

("But Samar...now...")

"Itna nahi sharmate Shivu," he said while taking off his shirt. Shivika closed her eyes and looked the other way. He chuckled, seeing her all shy. Without wasting another second, he jumped back in, hugged her from behind, and again started kissing her neck.

("Don't be that shy, Shivu")

"Samar, aap ye kya kar rahe hain?" Shivika managed to speak while breathing heavily. Her cheeks were red as a tomato.

("Samar, what are you doing?")

"Shhh...bas feel karo mujhe."

("Shhh... just feel me.")

He gently turned her body towards him. Shivika was too shy to look, so she kept her eyes closed.

He gently turned her body towards him. Shivika was too shy to look, so she kept her eyes closed.

He kissed her forehead and moved towards her wrapped towel. He held the part that was tucked in with his mouth and pulled it, causing the towel to drop down a little bit. But Shivika placed her hand on her chest, stopping it. Samar grabbed the towel and with a flick, removed it completely. Shivika gasped and kept her hands trying to cover herself. He looked straight into her eyes, and without trying to look down, he pulled the duvet and covered her.

He moved back and opened her bun, causing her long hair to fall back.

"Shivu, can I touch you?" Samar looked at Shivika, who was sitting in confusion. A few minutes before, she had been enjoying everything, but all of a sudden, Natasha's words started echoing in her mind.

"Kal ko agar kabhi usse gussa aya toh wo tumko nuksaan pohocha sakta hai, agar kisi cheez ko mana kara toh zabardasti bhi kar sakta hai."

("If he ever gets angry with you tomorrow, he can harm you. If you refuse to do something, he might even force you.")

Her eyes started tearing up, and she thought to herself, 'What if everybody is right? Will he really force me today? Will he hurt me?'

"Kya hua, jaan?" Samar raised an eyebrow. Although he was panicking, it didn't show on his face. ("What happened, darling?")

"Agar...maine aapko mana kara..toh..kya aap zabardasti karenge..." Shivika spoke while crying. Samar's heart ached seeing her like this. ("If... I refuse to you... will you force me...?")

"Jaan," Samar covered her more properly and then hugged her. "Sorry shivu mujhe laga tha ap comfortable ho, par ap..." He kissed her forehead. "Shivu, aapko aur darne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Main abhi chala ja raha hoon. I promise ab dobara kabhi shakal nahi dekhaonga" Samar cupped Shivika's face with his hands.

("Darling,") Samar covered her more properly and then hugged her. ("Sorry Shivu, I thought you were comfortable, but you...") He kissed her forehead. ("Shivu, you don't need to be scared anymore. I'm leaving now. I promise I won't ever show my face again.")