Murtasim lay beside Meerab, the soft glow of the early morning light seeping through the curtains and bathing the room in a gentle hue. The night had been long and filled with passion, leaving them both exhausted yet deeply satisfied. He turned to glance at Meerab, who was now nestled comfortably in the bed, her breaths steady and serene.
Her body was partially covered by the sheets, which had slipped down her chest during their rest. Murtasim’s eyes traced the exposed curves of her body, admiring the sight before him. A smile crept onto his lips as he admired how peaceful she looked, the vulnerability of her slumber only adding to her allure.
Unable to resist, he carefully and slowly moved the sheets further down, revealing more of her bare skin. His touch was light at first, his fingertips grazing her body with the gentleness of a feather. Meerab stirred slightly at his touch, a soft whimper escaping her lips, but she remained asleep, her body responding to his caresses even in her dreams.
Murtasim’s heart raced as he continued, his fingers now exploring with a more deliberate intensity. He gently traced her collarbone, moving downward with an unhurried, exploratory touch. The warmth of her skin under his fingers, combined with the sight of her relaxed form, sent waves of desire through him. He wanted to savor every moment, every reaction from her.
As his touches grew bolder, Meerab’s soft whimpers became more frequent, her body subtly arching towards his hand. Her legs shifted restlessly, but she remained in the cocoon of sleep, lost in a world of dreams. Murtasim’s breath hitched as he felt the contours of her body, the soft rise and fall of her chest stirring a primal urge within him.
With a mix of reverence and hunger, he slowly pulled the sheets completely away, exposing her fully to his gaze. He moved his hand to the junction of her legs, touching her there with the same slow, deliberate intensity. Meerab’s entire body jolted at the sudden contact, her eyes fluttering open as she gasped in surprise.
When she saw Murtasim’s face, a mischievous smile curled her lips. She didn’t recoil or scold him. Instead, she stretched out a hand to pull him closer, her eyes filled with a playful glint. “Murtasim,” she whispered, her voice a mixture of sleep and desire, “I didn’t expect you to be so bold this morning.”
Murtasim’s eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and eagerness evident in his gaze. He moved closer to her, his own excitement mirroring hers. “I didn’t mean to wake you,” he murmured, his voice a husky whisper, “but seeing you like this… I couldn’t resist.”
Meerab’s smile widened as she cupped his face and drew him in for a passionate kiss. Her lips were soft and inviting, and the kiss was both tender and demanding. She wrapped her arms around him, encouraging him to close the gap between them, her body pressing against his in a way that was both intimate and exhilarating.
“I love this wild side of you,” she breathed against his lips, her voice filled with adoration. “I love how you desire me so fiercely.”
Murtasim’s heart pounded in his chest as he deepened the kiss, his hands exploring her body with a renewed urgency. His movements became more fervent, more insistent, as he reveled in the connection between them. The room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion, the echoes of their pleasure mingling with the gentle hum of the morning light.
As they settled into their new rhythm, Murtasim shifted slightly, his desire driving him further. Gently, he turned Meerab onto her stomach, his hands guiding her with a mix of tenderness and eagerness. He marveled at the way her body responded to his touch, her soft sighs and the slight arch of her back only fueling his desire.
Meerab’s face was nestled against the pillow, her body relaxed yet eager under his touch. Murtasim’s hands traced the contours of her back, his fingers gliding over her skin with a practiced touch. The sensation of his hands on her bare back, combined with the soft, warm glow of the morning light, created an atmosphere of intimate serenity.
