Romira

Chapter - 65

One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
~ Karen Marie Moning.

Sorry for the short chapter, was in shortage of time!
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Akira

I come out of sleep with a sudden awareness of what I had done last night without any ounce of regret in my thought. It was good enough to be a dream, my dream. Yes, I have dreamed about it, a lot, of making love to him. And finally it became true, I can't be happier. I have always thought I would loose my innocence to the man I would marry on my wedding night. And the reality is much different, better than whatever I thought. I wouldn't change a thing if given a opportunity.

I stretch my arms opening my eyes and find myself staring in a pair of alluring grey eyes. The blue shade in them seems a bit expanded and the grey part is almost as dark as black. He body, for most part is over mine, though I am not complaining.

"Good morning." I murmur sleepily.

"Morning baby." He pecks my lip in a sweet kiss and doesn't seem to bothered by lack of my mouths refreshment.

"What time is it?" I ask breathlessly when he pulls away.

"It's eleven in the morning." He informs me casually.

But my eyes widen, "Oh, my God! I had two classes in early morning. I can't believe I slept through it." I groan.

"How many class you have left?"

"None." From what I remember.

He gives me a wolfish smile, pleased by the fact, "Then we can stay in bed."

I shake my head, "I have to go library."

"Call ill, please?" Widening his eye he tries to look pleading.

I consider him for a moment, "I have few hours left. I will think about it."

He smirks loosing his act, "I can convince you by then."

I giggle at his confidence, "Do your best."

"Oh I will." He stops, his face changes into concern for me, "Did I hurt you?"

"You did." I say and he stills above be. Smiling I whisper further, "In the way I wanted more."

He exhales a breath, "Thank fuck."

"Yes thank fuck." I repeat still smiling.

His eyes snap wide at my cuss before he burst out laughing. His whole body rumbles with it and his eyes impossibly bright. I love it when he laughs like this. "Fuck! I love you so much."

"I love you back." I can't help but reply.

"Come on baby, I will prepare a bath for you." Telling me he stands in his birth suit. He doesn't even to bother to hide his most precious part. It is his half erection that is drawing my attention to it.

Averting my eyes away from it with much difficulty, I grab the sheet to wrap it around me and get up. My face turns red in embarrassment when I notice red patches on his bed. Everything we did on it comes rushing back to add in my mortification.

Oh God! It was really not a dream. I did it and I'm no longer innocent.

You are ruined! My conscience snaps.

If I am, then I'm happily a ruined woman.

He comes behind me, caressing my bare arms. He kisses on my neck, murmuring, "Now don't go shy on me. I have memorized every inch of your beautiful body."