Her dream

9.The urge to kiss her

HEER'S POV:

I woke up with a heavy hand wrapped around my waist and someone breathing too close to my neck. I opened my eyes to see it was him.bastard. I tried to wake him up, but he made a raspy, sleepy noice and held me tighter. I finnally shouted "FARJAAAAD" He immediately opened his eyes confused. "WHAT?" "What are you doing?" "What am I doing?" He said still confused. Is he stupid?. "Where is your hand" I said in a sarcastic way. He looked towards his hand and quickly removed it. I glared at him and he just got up and walked to the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom, I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. He was shirtless and wet, just a towel wrapped around his waist. His defined muscles, his...he had such carved abs and his broad shoulders. God!
" You know it's rude to stare at someone like that. Specially if someone is not wearing clothes". He said with a smirk.
"Firstly. I'm not staring at you. And secondly could you put on some clothes?". "Why?. I like it this way" I rolled my eyes. And walked to the bathroom.

FARJAD'S POV:

I got dressed to go downstairs as my sister Sophia came "bhai, mumma is saying that you have to come down with bhabhi" "okay" and she left.

When she came out of the bathroom my heartbeat became faster. She was wearing a beautiful light pink saari,and her hair was wet, even with no makeup she looked amazing. As she was coming towards the bed to get fer phone, she swayed a bit holding her head. I quickly held her to make her stable. My hand wrapped around her waist slightly touching her skin. "What happened? Are you okay?". "Yeah.....um.... I'm fine" she said softly. Fuck did she ate anything at night and she's been crying alot too.must be weakness. "Did you eat anything last night" I said. She shook her head slowly ones. "And may I ask why didn't you?" She stared at me for a sec and then said " how was I supposed to eat? Go there myself and eat alone?was I supposed to do that" "you don't have the manners to ask someone if they've eaten or not in your house" she said angrily. Well she's right, I should've asked her. " Okay come on, let's head downstairs" she slipped out of my hand and went to the dressing table. She got ready and then we went downstairs.

As we were sitting on the dining table eating our food. My chachi(aunty) goes "oh don't be so boring Farjad, you have such a beautiful wife feed her yourself" what? "No I'm fine" everyone on the table started looking at me with smiles. I tried to ignore them when my cousin says "come on don't be shy Farjad she's your wife" I know she's my wife and I know she's beautiful why everyone has to remind me that?.

I looked at her, she wasn't very happy with what they were saying either but it's so fun to play with her. So, I took some noodles in my fork and raised it to her lips. She looked at me with those beautiful eyes. She talks through her eyes and right now she was saying 'no'. I grinned and pushed the fork further up towards her lips. She slowly opened her
Mouth and ate it looking straight into my eyes. And that sent a slight wave of excitement to my cock.

A little bit of sauce was there below her lower lip. I saw that and had the urge to wipe it. And I don't know why instead of giving her a tissue, I wiped it with my thumb. I placed my thumb on my lower lip and softly wiped it out. And that made me hard and I had the sudden urge to kiss her, to feel those soft pink lips on mine and to taste her.FUCK