This morning she woke up with the sunlight kissing her skin as it peeked through the small slits of the curtains overlying the floor-to-ceiling window; she felt fresh and at ease. She fluttered open her eyes and they stared into a bright dawn.
Masab was lying beside her, sleeping soundly. He looked so peaceful and innocent while sleeping that it brought a smile over her lips. However, that smile soon changed into a smirk when she realized that their time together from the last few days of this honeymoon was not anywhere near innocent at all.
She left the bed and headed towards the balcony. She slid the glass door and moved out as the cool breeze tickled against her body. The waves whacked against the beach and the sandy breeze blew the hair away from her face as she stood beside the railing. She looked into the beauty of the beach and then closed her eyes to inhale in the mesmerizing sight. That just felt healing and amazing.
This place itself was astounding and gorgeous. She enjoyed this trip more than anywhere else. But Andaleeb couldn't pinpoint whether it was due to the fact that her companion on this journey was the love of her life or was it because of the beauty of this place itself. Though her heart was pointing more in the favor of the former thought. She giggled to herself again. She didn't realize that how much she had started to smile and remain happy these days.
"What's up, my love? What's making you smile like this?" She paused when she heard the raspy and sleepy voice of her husband, and then he folded his arms around her waist while nuzzling his nose in her neck. His tone was laced with warmth and honey which almost acted as refuge for her.
"There's is someone. Why should I tell you?" She blinked innocently, wanting to play a game with him.
Masab raised a brow and then held her shoulders to turn her towards him. A dark grey appeared in the blues of his orbs as his grip tightened over her waist once more. "Who's that someone?"
She pinched his cheek. "I'm in no mood to tell you."
Masab's lips spread in a smug before he dropped down to her neck and pecked it. "Does he kiss you like that?"
She shuddered as his kiss suddenly increased the coldness seeping into her body. "Exactly like that."
He bit the exact same skin once again, making her moan. "Does he do this next?"
The sudden desire that occupied her eyes and the sharp breath she took was enough of an answer even in her quietness as well. Masab sucked the flesh of her neck in his lips before soothing the itch with a gentle kiss again.
"I sometimes can't believe how much I want you with each passing day. You have ruined me for all the good reasons, you jerk. I love the fact that I can't hate you," Andaleeb murmured, pressing her lips against his and he took the invitation with a much eager control as he dived into her mouth right away. His prickly bear teased her delicate jaw but it just increased her craving for him more.
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Mine To Be Called
RomanceTonight he is feeling surreal. A mission was accomplished, a privilege was attained and a secret was nurtured to see its revelation in the best form. He nudged the bedroom door and his eyes were delightful seeing someone whose presence here made him...