Her Silence Screamed A Thousand Words

Episode 39

Dua's POV

When he left the room and went to the washroom I couldn't help but reminisce the moment that we shared.

I was sleeping when I felt someone's breath fan my face. The strong smell of men's Cologne hit my senses. I opened eyes that soon went wide. Raza.. He was so close. His lips just inches away from me. His intense gaze was sending shivers down my spine. His body heat was doing something to me. Something that I was oddly familiar with.

"What is it about you that's drawing me towards you huh?! Is it a spell you've casted? Tell me?" He said while running his nose along my neck. Just the mere touch was oddly satisfying. I wanted to squirm out of his hold but I couldn't move a single muscle. Was I really this responsive? Why does he have this much effect on me? Thoughts were clouding my mind I couldn't comprehend what was going on.

I tried pushing him away but my hand landed on his bare hard chest that peeked from the undone buttons. The feeling of his strong muscles under my hand sent electric currents through my arm.

"Wrong move" he whispered and the next second I feel his lips on mine. For a few seconds I was frozen on my spot but then I found my self responding. My arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer.

The heat was rising in my body wasn't helping either. The moment heated up further more.

"You little minx." He grunted in my ear while sucking on my ear lobe making a moan escape my lips. I but my lip to stop my self from moanig but couldn't when he hit my soft spot.

I pulled at his shirts collar bringing him close to me. I could feel his hardness poking my abdomen making me go red and hot all over again.

"Easy there. You wouldn't like where this will end." He said against the soft skin of my shoulder.

"BHAI BHABI WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING CAN WAIT BUT ABBA IS CALLING YOU DOWNSTAIRS" Mehaks loud voice broke the sexual tension in the air making him groan. I didn't even look up basically couldn't I was so embarrassed for my reaction he must be thinking of me as a needy bitch. Instead I buttoned my shirt up which was undone in the heat of the moment and tucked the loose strands of my hair behind my ear. I was growing red with every passing second. I was about to grab my dupatta but he took it out of my reach making my eyes snap up to look in his eyes. I forwarded her hand to grab my dupatta but he pulled my closer to him making me collide with his rock hard chest. I'm just afraid my face will burn off because the blush.

"You better stop blushing so hard or else I won't waste a single second in taking you right here on the sofa" he whispered in ny ear. Ughh... Why am I blushing so much? I wanted to whine outload but couldn't so I did the one thing I could. Nuzzle my face in his chest. It was warm and comforting. I could get used to this.. Just as the thought came I shook it out of my head.

"Now if you move I have to take a cold shower or you could just help me with it" he said. My eyes grew wider. I tried pulling away but he didn't let go, instead he kissed my temple and left leaving me with my furiously beating heart.

"Damn you for making me feel like this" I cursed him in my head.

Unintentionally my hand went to my lips. They were swollen and hot. Oh god.... I feel so embarrassed I just want the earth to open and swallow me. At one point I'm playing hard to get and the other I'm melting that's not how it goes.

I walked to the mirror slowly since the bothersome heat building down there was making my knees turn into jello. I composed my self drank some cold water because I so damn need it.

I remade my ponytail. And waited for him to come out so that I could go at least wash my face. My face. Ya Allah its still red. I haven't blushed this much in my whole life. I'm acting like an eighteen year old virgin. God I'm a grown women sadly but truly I've been through all this why am I reacting this way.