I Found You

64.

Rustling of sheets stirred the stillness of the early morning as Vikram shifted in bed. His eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the lights seeping through the bathroom.

He lay there for a moment, his mind caught in that hazy space between sleep and wake-fulness, until the weight in his bladder forced him up.

With a tired sigh, he pushed the covers and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face.

Slipping off the bed, he made his way to the washroom, careful not to disturb the figure curled up in the middle of the bed.

When he returned after a few minutes later, he expected to sleep back but as he settled against the pillows, he realised it wasn't going to happen.

The drowsiness had slipped away, leaving him wide awake. He turned onto his side, eyes landing on Adhira's sleeping form.

She was tucked under the blanket, her face barely visible. Vikram exhaled through his nose, dragging a hand down his face.

He didn't want to disturb her sleep but as he now watched her, he wasn't feeling so patient. He missed her.

He scooted closer, the warmth of her body inviting him as he slid an arm around her waist, moulding himself to her back.

Adhira shifted slightly but didn't wake up, only burying her face deeper into the pillow.

He chuckled softly as she shifted, pressing his face against her nape, breathing her in.

His lips brushed against the sensitive skin of her nape as he pressed a kiss just below her ear. She let out a sleepy murmur, but still didn't wake up.

He smiled against her skin. She's a deep sleeper, always curled up like a baby.

His hand initially tracing the curve of her waist over the fabric of her night suit, now slipped in, caressing her bare skin while his lips continued to press kisses on her neck.

He could now feel the slight hitch in her breathing and the way her body reacted to his touch even while she was asleep.

"Vikram..." Her voice was a whisper, laced with sleep but the way she pressed herself back against him, sent a surge of heat down there in him.

"Hmm?" He hummed, nuzzling his nose against her shoulder, his palm resting flat against on the dip of her stomach.

"Let me sleep." She murmured, half asleep but responsive, her fingers curling against his wrist in order to stop him.

"I'm not doing anything." His hand further trailed higher, groping her left breast.

She stirred at that, a soft gasp escaping her lips as her body arched into his touch, eyes fluttering open.

"It's fucking five in the morning." Adhira complained, reading the time on the wall clock across her.

"Exactly baby," He smirked, propping himself up on his elbow. "We got two hours to ourselves before everyone wakes up."

His lips found her cheek, warm and rough feathering kisses down to the curve of her jaw. "One for fucking,"

He nibbled there lightly, making her inhale sharply. "The other for after cuddles and a shower together."

"Are you serious?" She shot him a look, lying on her back to face him.

"Fucking serious." He whispered, giving a squeeze to her breast before sliding her top up, baring her breast to his eyes.

The slow, teasing way he touched her made heat coil low in her stomach. A low moan left her lips as he latched onto her peak.

His hand moved with equal slowness, softly squeezing the other one. Her head tilted back slightly at his lazy drag of lips, fingers twisting one of her sensitive peak.