I Found You

49.

• Vikram •

My index finger traced a slow, deliberate line down her spine, feeling her warm skin as I reached her hips, my hand settling over them. I gave a soft squeeze, feeling her stir beside me.

"Good morning, sunshine." I whispered, leaning in and pressed a series of kisses on her lips, each one coaxing her to wake up.

She stirred again, with a small sleepy smile on her face, but it quickly disappeared as her hand lazily lifted, to land a smack on
my chest.

Before she could hit me, I caught her wrist, stopping her mid-air. My fingers wrapped around hers as I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss on her knuckles.

"Uth ja, meri naughty girl." I teased.

She let out a groan of protest and shifted her body, turning away from me, so that
her back was now pressed against my chest.

Propping myself up on one elbow, I lightly spanked her. She let out a sharp, annoyed cry, the sound muffled by the pillows as she buried her face further into them.

"Fuck off." She muttered, her voice heavy with grogginess. Her eyes half open, half closed as she shot me a drowsy glare.

I could help but smirk at her reaction as I leaned closer, poking her cheek with my index finger. "In the shower?" I asked.

"You didn't let me last night." I had barely finish the sentence when something soft
yet forceful collided with my face-a pillow.

"That's what you get." She said as she sat  up in bed, the blanket slipping down to her waist.

My gaze followed the movement, as she gathered her hair back into a messy bun.

Her nipples visible through the oversized t-shirt, my t-shirt, hardened because of the morning chill. I swallowed hard, trying to focus on her words, but my mind was already drifting.

One look at her, all messy hair, the soft rise and fall of her chest, her body covered only in my t-shirt, had my body reacted in an instant.

Heat pooled low in my stomach, a familiar ache that had me biting back a curse. Fuck.

I shifted slightly, adjusting myself under the blanket. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes catching mine.

"Why're you so red?" She raised her brows, her lips curling into a knowing smile.

"Red nahi hard," I corrected, my voice dropping, "only because of you."

Her smile widened at my response, and she shifted closer to me. "Oh," she murmured, her hand coming to rest on my chest.

"Because of me, huh?" She traced circles over my chest, slow and seducing.

"You know exactly what you're doing." I replied, my voice rougher than before as
my words fanned her lips.

She bit her lip, as if considering her next move, her hand drifting lower. "Maybe, I do." She replied, her gaze never leaving mine.

I could feel my pulse quicken as her touch set my skin on fire. "Maybe you should do something about it, then." I said, daring her to make the next move.