His Hidden Crush

Chapter 16

Zahran POV:

Did I hear that right or was my brain playing with me?!
“My shirt's zip got stuck in the middle. Help me to unzip it.” She said exactly these words unless I'd developed some hearing problem which I clearly didn't have.
 
Holy fuck!!

If I touch her for once, I know I'll lose my control which was already hanging by a single thread seeing her looking so gorgeous. The mere sight of her plump red lips was so tempted, it took everything in me not to kiss the fuck outta her.
  
Biting her lower lip, she lowered her gaze to the wooden floor. Fuck, she looked more ravishing while biting her lips. All the blood from my body rushed towards my groin, making my pants tight.
   
Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!!
This girl will be the death of me someday.

“It's ok, if you do not want to help me. I am sorry. I should not —” Lowering her head further, she interrupted my thoughts. The darkness in the room made it impossible for me to see her face.

“Step aside.” Not letting her complete the sentence, I calmly ordered her. Before she could think of something more stupid, I decided to interrupt her sentence. Couldn't she see how much I want her? The evidence could be seen right now. I looked at my pants once, hoping she'd not see it. It'd be so embarrassing if she'd see me like this.
    
I saw her standing in front of the mirror with her back in my sight of vision. Her half opened zip was showing her white milky back along with her pink bra.
Does this girl have something which isn't pink?
  
I closed my eyes once and tried a failed attempt to calm myself. My heart hammered in my chest and my dick twitched coming to life making it hurt. Inhaling a deep breath, I prayed for some control. I didn't want to take advantage of her situation.
   
Taking a step closer to her, my nostrils hit with her lavender scent, making me now rock hard. I clenched my jaw.
  
I was two seconds away from pinning her against the mirror and kissing her. But I wouldn't. Instead I reached for her back and tried my best not to touch her unnecessarily. She sucked in a breath and I saw her lowering her gaze from the mirror. Taking the zip in my hand, I dragged it down until it reached the end.
  
Fuck!! Now her full back was in clear view of mine. Trying my best not to stare at her naked back like a creep, I glanced at the mirror for once only to lock my eyes with her dark brown ones.
  
The way she was looking at me, It was quite difficult to decipher what she was thinking, even though I was good at reading her face. She was like an open book for me to read. 
   
There's something different this time with our eyes connected. I could feel it present there but what? I couldn't quite pinpoint it. Silence fell around us until she spoke, “Thank you.”
   
“You are welcome.” Still looking into her brown eyes through the mirror, I was trying to find any kind of discomfort but I found none. She broke eye contact and fidgeted with her fingers.
   
Taking my cue to leave, I took a few steps back. Fucking finally! I wouldn't be more tortured. I was relieved until the same sweet feminine voice fell in my ears. “Sunaein.”
   
“Kahein,” I said, matching her tone. Why this formality of sunaien sunaye?! I was her damn husband not a stranger.
   
Hearing my response, she dropped her gaze again. “If.. if you don't mind, will you help me with my hair too?” Not lifting her gaze for once, she asked more like requested. What the fuck!! I couldn't afford another second with this girl but the way she asked... I couldn't deny her. I'd happily be on my knees for her, if she asks me to.
    
Clearing my throat, I replied to her. “Sure.” Wrapping her dupatta around her naked properly, she faced the mirror once again, allowing me to deal with her hair.
     
Taking a look at her bun, I started taking off bobby pins from her hair which were more than hundreds –it felt like– and a few minutes later, her hair fell down covering her naked back.
     
The strawberry scent of her shampoo filled my nostrils, building an urge to smell her hair. Letting my intrusive thoughts win, I moved closer to her, spreaded her hair to her left shoulder and leaned down to inhale her scent.
    
Good, god! She smells fucking amazing. Just like mine.
Mine alone.
   
I felt her closed her eyes and leaned towards me wrapping an arm around my neck. I secured an arm around her waist and the other went behind her neck holding her. “Butterfly.” I mummerd. My voice was raspy, full of desire. “If you do not want me to fuck you right here, go and change. I barely have any control over myself.” I whispered in her ear before nibbling on her earlobe.
  
Her breath hitched and her face flushed immediately then, I watched her stepping into the shower, making me smile. I walked out of the bathroom with a mischievous smile.

Salam readers. This is for now. I hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to vote. I will try to update next chapter soon. Take care. Allah Hafiz 💜