And next thing I know he dragged me out of the room with the crowd cheering for us and his words ringing in my brain like a tape recorder.
I don't know when he made me sit in the car and now we're driving towards the airport. I was still in shock and looking out at the night roads. He did even let me know he was planning a whole honeymoon behind my back. All thoughts of me being alone with him were scaring me to death. I don't know why I'm so afraid even at the thought of me being naked with him.
Maybe because he had called me an ugly duckling all my life. What if he called me more such hurtful words after looking at my naked body this thought scares me to death. I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when he moved near me. I felt his warm breath fanning on my cheeks and it passed a shiver to my sp
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I don't know what this night will unfold for both of us. His one hand was cupping my face as he kept moving his lips on my trembling one with slow movement. His other hand moved more up pushing the hem of my nightie further up than it was. He kept stroking my bare thighs with his callous hands passing a shiver to my whole body. His thumb was making lazy circles on my cheeks as he kept kissing me slowly like he was savouring each second of it. I did kiss him back but I didn't stop him either. I just accept it as I don't know what to do anymore. More tears slipped from the corner of my eyes as his words again rang in my ears. What if the truth I felt in his words was just for my namesake. What if once he sees my naked body he changes his mind. What will I do if he leaves me after that?
So we are not alone again. I looked at my old friend and smiled back at him and it even made Jack tighten his hold around my waist as I tried to get out of his hold. "Arron" I acknowledged his presence while still trying to get out of the hold of my possessive husband. "What a pleasant surprise it is," he said and walked towards us while looking at Jack's hands tightly wrapped around my waist. "What are you doing here," I asked him to make him look away from Jack's grip on my waist. "I'm here on a business trip," he said, tearing his hands away from my waist and looking at me. His eyes were questioning me. He wanted to know
His words made me look at him with wide eyes. Only one thing came to my mind. Doomed. My heart was pounding so fast in my chest after hearing his words. I brought this situation to myself. I just wanted him to admit that he was jealous of him. That he has always been jealous of all the boys who came near me. I just wanted him to admit it but I chose the wrong timing. I tried to put him in the situation but the one who is in the situation is me. He was not letting my wrist go out of his tight grip as I tried to get out of his hold to run back to the table. But he was not letting me go. "Can we go and continue eating our dinner? I'm still starving" I said in my pleading voice to make him stop. I bit my lower lips as those words came out of my mouth because we
The only thing I know is I choose him over all my insecurities. I kissed him back matching his pace as I didn't want to hold back anymore even after in the end I lost myself. I know I was fighting a losing war and for once I wanted to feel how it feels losing a battle and this time even all my growing urges. I just wanted to feel how he feels in my touch. I wanted answers to all my unanswered questions so badly. I couldn't hold myself anymore to know the truth. I moved my hands all over his build-up body to know all the answers. I wanted to know if he feels the same as I do. I felt his body shaking as I moved my open palms under his blazer to touch his hard chest. This encourages me more to see all his reactions which he was holding inside him hiding from me. He shivered even more as I rubbed my hands on his waist.&nb
As he said, it was going to be a long night for us. He kept me on my toes all night like taking his revenge on me for making him wait so long. He took his sweet time torturing me making me beg him. I tried to control but I always succumbed to the desire he evoked in me. He only let me sleep when my eyes refused to remain open for a single second more. I closed my eyes as they felt so heavy. He was still not ready to let me go but looking at my face he knew he had all tired me up. I sighed deeply as I felt him removing himself from me but I instantly missed the newfound fullness. I was too exhausted to protest or say anything as I felt not a single strength of energy left in me. My legs were still shaking from all the pleasure he had stimulated in me.&
Or to put in better words he was becoming my world. I don't until when we sleep with our bodies intertwined with each other. His warm body kept passing its warmth to me, making me sleep more peacefully. After so long I sleep like this. When I left his penthouse in anger I did not even for once have sweet sleep. I became so used to him sleeping beside me that now if I sleep alone I feel like something is missing. I'm so used to knowing his possessive hold around me when I sleep. I opened my eyes when I felt thirsty. My throat was so dry it was like a desert. I moved a little but his hold became tighter on me. I tried again to stride more to get out of his hold and I heard a groan of disapproval from him. It sends a quiver to all my body as I hear his deep protests. I slowly opened my eyes and my breath hitched. I found he was already up with his head resting on his hand as he was looki
Did he abandon me to meet her? This thought made more warm tears dwell in my eyes. I once again looked up and moved my tears-filled eyes in the whole market to find his familiar face in between so many unknown foreign faces but to my avail, I couldn't find him anywhere. Still, I tried to find his familiar light brown eyes if they were looking at me but I couldn't. It made my heart sink more while making me lower my gaze as I started to feel the feeling of being abandoned in a new place starting to enact in me from the pit of my agonising heart. He left me in this unknown place to meet her. At this thought, my throat clogged as a big lump formed in the base of my throat making breathing hard
Oh, God. Taking the nightie in his hand he smirked at me while looking at me with his hooded eyes. He knew his words had already taken my sleep away from my eyes. With a devilish smirk, he threw it somewhere in the room while capturing my lips to kiss me slowly. And next thing I know I was already melted in his hand as his callous skilful hands kept moulding my body until dawn. In the morning I woke up with him nuzzling on my neck. He pressed his warm wet lips to the junction of my neck and shoulder making a shudder run to my body. I opened my eyes and slowly looked at him. "Good morning," he said with a breathtaking smile on his face while removing my hair from my face. "Good morning," I said in my little hoarse voice as I smiled shyly at him. He was