Before she could think of anything else, his lips were smashed into hers as they began to move vigorously against hers in a deep and passionate manner. He sucked, nibbled and bit on her soft plump lips taking her breath away. Delving more and more into her soft petals like he was drowning in water. She couldn't process anything and her mind went numb. But his hands which moved towards her head broke her cluelessness, she felt him playing with the pins of her veil, taking them off and released her hair while pushing her head more onto his lips. Her first instincts were to back away but his warning played back at her mind and she stayed rooted. Her lips didn't move but she could already feeling him licking the seam of her lips, demanding entrance. That made her heart race faster. What if the situation proceeded in the way she didn't want it to be?Hesitantly, she slowly, unlocked her chapped lips slightly and they streched when his tongue entered into her mouth. His hands played with h
"What is it?" he asked, his fingers sensually caressing her now bare shoulder before placing his lips on the edge of her shoulder."What do you want, wife?" he murmured against her skin, his eyes closed but she didn't answer. He heard her labored breathing and her ragged breaths and felt her, getting out of his hold that made her straighten up.Moosa saw how she retreated a few steps back and placed her hand on her forehead, drowsily, her eye lids drooping down. His eyes went down to her knees than back at her face.Her eyes closed and she blacked out but before she could fall onto the ground, he had her hand against her waist and pulled her petite frame in his arms, carrying her to the bed.He put her down on he soft mattress and laid next to her, his hand supporting his head as he faced her, bare chest. His eyes keenly observing every feature of her, from her eyes to her lips.She was beautiful.Another type of beautiful.She had a unique beauty to her, a charm, an aura, an ambience
A mountain of nervousness built within her heart. She could just hear her heart beating violently within her chest cavity. As if she was just able to feel the ferociousness of its uncontrollable beatings. The wild and rash heart beating, ringing her ear drums. She sensed the life slowly slipping away from her limbs, making her body ache with sudden tension and nervousness."Yes," Without contemplating, she answered directly so he won't suspect her."So what are you hiding, Roshanay?" he questioned, slowly digging his fingers into her waistband, playing with it."I'm not," she shook her head. Her body a bundle of nerves. Tears of apprehension burning her eyes, making her eye balls glisten."You are," he asserted.She gulped, feeling her composure sliding away as she just continued looking into his eyes worriedly. His hand slipped down, caressing her inner thighs and she felt her anxiety reaching at its highest point."I wanted to tell you something," she said again, her body going in a
She stopped dead in her tracks and when she looked at him, he was already turning off the phone before placing it on the site table and looked at her."Hmn?" he insisted. "And why did you leave this bed without my permission?" he questioned, looking at her."I didn't know...I'd have to...to take permission," she answered, looking down."Come here," he tapped the place next to him and watch her taking small step towards him and stood by his side.He held her hand before looking at her. Already feeling, slight tremors exuding her body.Within a flash, she was pulled down to his legs, face first. Her hips resting on his thighs and he placed his hand on her waist to hinder her movements."What are you doing?" she asked, swaying her legs in the air.He turned her body around in a swift move as now she faced him, with her terror stricken face. He pulled her body completely on the bed, hovering over her."Why the fuck have you removed your wedding dress?" he asked again."I'm sorry....I'm so
Tick TockTickTockHer ears were just able to detect this sound and her eyes kept on staring at the ceiling without a blink. The room was silent and she could hear his soft breaths as he was in a deep slumber but whenever she closed her eyes, trying to sleep, she would wake up.It wasn't due to the anxiety or anticipation of her future but she missed someone, dearly. On and on, she could see her mother's beautiful face imprinted, behind her closed lids. Since the day, she had gone and caught by those terrorists, Roshanay couldn't sleep. Her every night was sleepless just like this one.She knew her mother was most probably dead. Her unsurety about the situation was the only ray of hope for her. She could never assuredly claim that her mother was dead, there would always be a 'probably' there. If she could say, her mother was most probably dead then she could also say, her mother was most probably alive. That probably was a hope for her.A hope she was relying on and going to rely fo
"Slept well?" he asked, sitting beside her.She just gave a nod to him."Good. Any intent to get up yet or not?"And again her answer was a nod. She left the bed and was standing up when her hand was snaked against her waist and she was pulled to his lap.Her first instinct came in and she began to wriggle against his hold. Doesn't matter, how many night she had spent with numerous men she had always demonstrated her resistance and now it became a part of her instinct. Never in her life, she thought, could ever be able to get used to a man's touch. Never.Be that man, her husband."What are you doing?" he asked, pulling her more towards him.And here he despised this thing the most, her struggling and trying to go away whenever he touches her."Please," she pleaded, her fingers trying to pry off his grip of from her waist."Please what?" he clenched his jaw."You said, you've given me... time," she negotiated in her tremulous voice."It excludes coming near you. Don't twist my words,"
Chewing on her fingers, she was sitting anxiously on the off white couch. Anxiety rolled off her face. She could hear the water running in the bathroom that meant he was taking a shower. And she didn't want that shower to be over ever. She, now, wasn't having the courage to face him.Afraid and scared. And you've earned a punishment, my wife.His dominating voice again ran within her ears.What would he do?She kept on thinking that, making more and more chills to walk on her spine.Her eyes moved left then right, moving to and fro among the four walls. Her throat had caged her breath and her whole body was cold.The fear of punishment was making her heart beat to rise rapidly.Would he beat her?Slap her?Rape her?How he would punish her?The scenarios running in her mind made series of goosebumps to rise all over her body. Her body getting more and more cold.All the anticipation flooded inside her and she felt tears running to her eyes but she blinked them in.Disturbed, she sto
"There's this one more rule. Most important of them," he uttered, his fingers slowly caging her slender neck. "You're not allowed to talk any other men which is not me. Unless necessary," he warned, calmly, freezing her by his words. Her eyes widened with surprise. Why did he utter those words. That sentence made her tensed. "Not even look at them," he emphasized, slightly putting a pressure on her neck, "You would not want to test me in this regard.""I won't. I....I assure you," she answered breathlessly, moving his eyes towards his chest. "Good. And if I found out that you did, I'll skin you alive,"She shrunk back and stared at him, fearfully. Tears welled up her eyes, sparkling them and made her vision blurred. They were at the brink of cascading down her eyes but she blinked several times to drink them in."Take my words very seriously. I'm not playing around," he threatened and she felt threatened."I'm," she whispered."Good girl. Now calm down, don't shiver," he spoke. His v