The Virgin Curse[Completed]

Chapter 2 One Day Bride

Chapter 2

One Day Bride

“Come on you cannot be angry at me for kissing my own wife” says Cole worried about his newlywed wife’s burying silence.

Mirca has been silent for twenty long minutes since he started driving to the resort they had decided to spend their first night at.

His excited wife has lost all her charm as she is seated muted lost in her thoughts probably angry with her groom for force kissing her.

Mirca wasn’t actually angry but she was worried about the repulsions, the dominating force that her body was implying to avoid her to kiss her declared husband.

Cole who was so embarrassed at the whole waiting for too long for Mirca to step forward and kiss him finally pulled her a bit too violently, By mistake! to avoid any scene or further embarrassments in front of almost 800 guests and kissed her.

Though it wasn’t a kiss that a groom should give his bride, it was a small peck besides her lips but his sweetheart, his love is upset because of it so he takes it as his responsibility to make up to her with his apologies.

Mirca knows that her love, Cole would hardly give her a chance to be disappointed or get angry at him and now when he is trying to make up to her for something he is not Bad at, she desires to take up the gifted opportunity and play along.

She hides her amused smirk, all her negativities or the insecurities about the ceased bridal kiss now eliminated by the sweet gestures from the love of her life; she pretends to be angry as she pouts and folds her hands around her chest.

Cole sighs and presses the break of X series of his BMW turning the steering wheel to the right of the road that would be safe to park his car.

“Mimi” he calls her with her pet name personalized for him.

Mirca still pouts but looking at the desperate cute face of her loving husband, she couldn’t help the broad smile that curved her lips.

"Mission successful” Cole lifts his imaginary fist in the air. He didn’t have to work hard to see a smile on her face. She is like a small baby, too easy to please but tough to handle as he wipes the sweat of his face.

But isn’t this smile a bit too $exy and isn’t it responsible for continuous stirring under the linen fabric of his Armani trousers.

He groaned as he saw her biting her lower lip, dirty lustful thoughts were invading Mirca’s brain making her wet on the right places too.

He pulls Mirca to his laps, the empty roads on the outskirts of the city as resort is just few miles from here and isn’t his bride some tough, adventurous $ex rider type and he is full hard on to resist.

He starts the ignition and drives the car towards the corner bit more left where the greens of untouched land starts and parks it under the huge tree.

The deeds of their desire were safe over here, as he could see no living soul around.

Mirca is equally excited as she has already worked on her zippers so as to cut off the time and discomfort in the small luxurious car.

When their hands mingled around each other’s neck and their tongues were about to taste the pleasure of fun after marriage, the trance was shuddered broken.

A huge earthquake had hit the ground.

The car was shaking violently.

They looked around in panic.

The view outside the car was serene and silent with life functioning as normal, same clouds swaying in the sky and birds happily chirping around the trees, tree stood steady blessing with its cool shades.