Beyond Words

38. Love you ♨️

Adaa POV

I want him, I don't know if I regret his tomorrow or not, but now all I want is him. He climbs on the bed hovering over me as his hands balance his weight. His eyes boring into mine, I can see the hallow, they lost all the softness, contentedness, and happiness they had when we were together.  

It hurts to see your loved ones destroying themselves, to know that they are not happy. I moved my hands on his shoulders pulling myself up, hugging him, his chest touching my breasts spreading the warmth, and kissed his neck. Moving back I look at him, his soft features, sharp jawline, plump lips, his silky hair. I initiated the kiss taking his lower lip between my lips, and he reciprocated taking my upper lip between his. kiss felt so soft, like the summer breeze.

Pulling back from the kiss he laid me back, peppering kisses all over my face, eyes, nose, chin, and ears, moving lower he kissed my neck biting my sensitive spot, marking it, and licking on the area to soothe it, I couldn't help but moan at the sensations. It's been a year that I am sexually inactive and that's getting the best out of me.

The moment he kissed my bosom I arched as my fingers roamed his hair, pushing him more on me. His other hand kneed my other bosom, and he moved down to my navel, kissing my ribs, waist, and abdomen. The grip on the sheets tightened the moment his wet warm tongue licked my navel, I squirmed every time his breath touched my waist, neck, and pelvic bones. 

with a small kiss on my stomach, he hoisted himself to my face, looking into my eyes as if asking for confirmation, to which I nodded. I could feel him at my entrance, ready to dive into the depths. The feeling was igniting the fire, and desire, burning me. 

I took a deep breath as he attached his forehead to mine. Tears of tender ache formed as he slowly entered. He stopped as he sensed my tears. His thumb rubbed my cheeks lifting my chin to look into his eyes. 

His pupils are dilated, his long lashes kissing his cheeks, eyes darker than usual, ragged breathing, lips parted as small grants leaving his lips. I was no different, messy hair, body longing with passion, lips parted filling in oxygen.

A cry escaped my lips, fingernails traced his back. A deep groan escaped him as he claimed me wholly. He paused, lingeringly kissing my cheeks, shoulder, neck, and ears, softening the ache. With a gentle nod from my side, he began to move,
The rhythm of us intertwining.

Our bodies moved in sync, as he thrust, our eyes locked and everything fades. Only his eyes, our breaths, the grunts and moans. the warm bodies wrapped in the blank, feeling each other, the wet kisses, wild hearts, hands roaming all over each other, marking, pleasing, and slow. 

I flinched as his fingers pinched my clit, I writhed under him as he continued circling my clit. He groans and twitches every time I clench around him. 
"I love you, " I said, looking into his eyes and seeing tears forming in them.
"I love you......I Love you", he said again and again and again like a mantra, that would keep him alive. He attached his lips to mine, sucking life out of them as we chase our climax, the slow yet deep thrusts, and uneven breaths. 

"Love you", We said and kissed each other, not rough, fast,  wild, but, slow, tender, loving, and promising. And finally, we had our sweet heaven, shuddering in each other's arms, breaking, shattering, and molding into one, uniting souls with want, desire, and love.

He lay beside me, cuddling me. My head was lying on his chest, fingers drawing random patterns on his chest, his hands caressing my hair, my legs intertwined with his. 
"Sleep", He said in a slow whisper. 
"Vishu... I love you", He kissed my forehead.
"I love you, Adaa. I have always loved you for who you are, and I will always love you." I let my tears fall freely. I don't know what to do now. It's too late, what will I tell my parents, what will Vikram do?