Mir's pov
What did just happened? I was in out off mind. What in order should I do know.I walked passed by and took my clothes. My eyes were hung on her, she took the duvet and pulled on her body and her matching headscarf wrapped around her head tightly.
She closed her eyes as if nothing happened. What should I do Now.
I walked in the restroom..and i heard giggling voice the room..No i get the fact of hers. She is backdating me.
Wait Mrs Emaan Mir Ahmed . I smirked.
I went out off the restroom and say Emaan laying peacefully on the bed.
What should I do now. As I was thinking. I jumped on the other side of the bed and pulled the same duvet on me.
She pulled harder from..showing irritated face .
Now thing is getting intresting enough. "What !" She sat on the bed ." What what !" I said the same making annoyed expression.
" I said you to sleep on the sofa or somehwere else but not on same bed " she is good actress.
" I am You husband and you cant really throw me from Our bed " I underlined our phraising amd point my fingers towards her .
She seems to try hard." OK sleep byt you shouldnt cross this line understand " she kept lillows dividing the bed into half.
" What if I crossed it ? " I questioned her.
" I would kick your butt as depeeka had done to sharukh in the movie of chennie express " My eyes widened .
I crawled and crossed the line . She pushed my chest and I was string enough not to move.She gave another look of annoyances And she repeatedly tried to push me but she failed.
I caught her wrist, she looked in disbelief. And pulled her towards me. She was close to me. I looked inher bubbly eyes which has too many questions which needed to be answered.
" Emaan ! Stop arguing with brain and listen to me.." I said roughly.
She paid attention to what I was saying. I said about the reason of not coming at the time of farewell.
The real love I did. And many more reasons of being distant to her.
After all I finished saying her ling story, she blinked at me several times up and down.
Then next step of jers made me even more shocked.
She just cupped my face and kissed my cheeks. I could feel the burn on the surface. She smiled and winked.
" I Love You Mr Mir Ahmed my lawful husband" she whispered in my ears. My heart started to dance.
I just rolled her body undery arms making her lie under me upon her caging.
Our legs were entangled between each other.
She took heavy breathe. I moved closer to her she closed her eyes. I smiled and slowly removed her headscarf. She shyly opened her hairs for me, making things easier for me now.
I Touched her browny hairs it was really soft and silky and her hairs were longer to her waist. My hand playing with her hairs and smelling the fragrance it has was th best.
She smiled as I kissed her forehead. She turned red as I charged my self to move down her face slowly and steady slowly kissing her face of every part. And then she wrapped her hand around my neck giving next level. I slowly moved to her lips and Slowly kissed her from downwards. She extened herself arc of her waist. And I pushed my arms around her. Her little moans were getting bigger in voice as I forced my tounge to her throat. I kissed her hungrily. It was the best ever kiss.
I moved my right hand touching her stomach and passing through her chest till her hairs.
The kiss even went to pleasure as Emaan gave in again a Passionate tounge twister play. She just giggled while playing in me.
I moved upwards departing our lips she laying on the bed with messy hairs and I wickedly smile.
She narrowed her eyes. " I Love you girl. " I said softly.
She had a spark of bright in her eyes and made a sudden turn over on me laying my back on the bed and she kissing me harder enough. I just gave her to play she moaned harder as I kissed her enough amd asking for more .
But now as It was really midnight tomorrow is a big day we need to sleep.
We departed the kiss. I gave a good night peck. She smiled " good night !" She said softly.
" Same to you love " she kept kept her head on my chest. I wrapped her around my arms tighter enough.
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