His Twisted Revenge

Chap 24

The woman has no idea how freaking beautiful she was, the sunlight made her skin glow and her fabulous Brown hair; scattered on his bed.The pretty pink lips lightly apart, sucking in and blowing out the light air,making her chest rise and fall.
Her every curve could be felt Umair's stone hard chest.

Unable to resist the beauty of his wife, Umair's palm went to her glowing face; lightly creasing her cheek, and then to her to her parted lips; creasing her lower lip; feeling it's softness. Unintentionally and Unknowingly he was drawn towards her, and only when lips were about to touch her's, he came back to his senses.
Instantly he pulled himself back.

With both his hands cupping her face,

"Are you trying to drive me crazy, Women?", he asked the sleeping beauty.

He could feel the soft folds of hair beneath his fingers, Making his lean in to smell the scent, to his surprise they scented of an apple.

"Beautiful!" , he whispered in her ear.

He felt Amal move and immediately backed up.
Thinking of her reaction a Smirk formed his handsome face.

Amal could feel something weirdly heavy upon her making her open her eyes slightly in confusion, when a blurred smirk caught her attention.
She knew that smirk damn well, her shot open like sausages and what she saw in front of her made her open her mouth soo wide that it almost hurt her jaw.

"Morning, love", came a husky amused voice.

The only reply Amal could give was a scream made of murder!

Amal's cheeks flushed with embarrassment; how badly she wanted to disappear from the face of the earth; Umair had held his Weight on both of his arms which were on either side of her.
Unable to bear it any longer Amal shut her tightly.
Making a manly chuckle roar out of Umair's chest.

"I'm not complaining; but love, pray tell me, to what did i owed the pleasure of such a soft mattress", spoke a teasing voice.

Making Amal go to deep shades of pink and red as she bit her lip in utter embarrassment.

Umair's gaze fell upon Amal's plump pink lips which she was now nibbling, making a low growl vibrate through his chest.

"No Wonder why it was such a pleasant night", spoke Umair with a mischievous glitter in his eyes and smirk on his face.

Amal suddenly felt a hold on her wrists as both her arms were held at her sides; Umair's body leaning down, making her eyes wide open and a grasp left her mouth as he laid completely on her making her feel hardness of his build chest and lower packs.

"I told you before as well, If you wanted me on top of you ;all you had to do was ask, love" , Spoke a teasing husky voice, making Amal grasp as more color rushed to her cheeks.

Embarrassed; Amal wiggled to get out of Umair's hold but of course it was no use.

"L-let g-o Umai-r, it's no-nothing like you think!", Spoke Amal as there proximity was making it difficult for her to think sanely.

"And what is that which i think?", whispered Umair huskily teasing her.

"I- i I don't know!", spoke Amal trying to maintain a steady voice.

"Well, you want me to get off you love, now don't you?", asked Umair as if it was just a genuine question.

"Y-yes?", answered Amal.

"Then wouldn't you tell me what is that what i thought?", spoke Umair with a mischievous smirk.

"I- just get off me! I'm not playing any stupid games!", shouted Amal offended.