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
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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
What she was talking about. My mind fogged with all unwanted thoughts as her words plunged into me more. What she wanted to say. She is waiting for him at the same place. What work does she have with Jack and which place they are talking about? From her tone and words, it looked like she knew Jack well. Did Jack bring me here for our honeymoon so he could meet her? So he could have a secret rendezvous without me knowing. What was happening around me was so hard for me to put a finger on and point out what was going on. I could understand what was happening anymore. All the good, bad thoughts kept lingering in my mind as I thought more about her words. I could still hear the beeping of the call indicating it had been cut. I slowly moved it away from my
Jacks pov I took a deep breath in her intoxicating scent as I was resting my face on her soft body. I always liked to sleep like this. It was so hard for me to live without her when she left me back in anger as she came to know about the truth behind the contract papers. I never planned to use those papers to make her stay but I had no choice. She never let me have any as she kept her guards high all the time. I knew I was manipulating her but it was the only way to tie this stubborn wild cat to me. I tried so many times to get into her but like tension built in a rubber band, she kicked me out every time like that without holding back any resistance. And then I had to start again from the same zero levels. Our differences were much bigger for her than the bond we shared for a long time. She didn't notice but I was trying t
"Did you like" Jack whispered those words in my ear, making me slightly chill at the huskiness in his voice and warm breath which tickled my pale sensitive skin. He wrapped his both arms around me, eating up my small body with his big arms. My body instantly relaxed in his embrace as if it was my home. I rested my head on his shoulder and kept looking at the beautiful view in front of my eyes. Like was such a small word for the surprise he has given me today. This is the place I always wanted to visit and today I can't believe I'm standing in front of it. I slightly turned my head with a big smile on my face to look into his light brown eyes. "I love it so much," I said in my happy voice with a small tear of happiness forming in my eyes. A small tear slipped from the corner of my eyes even before I could stop it. 
What is she doing here? Deeply frowned at my eyes, I kept looking at them. They were talking in a hushed tone so I couldn't hear what exactly they were talking about. I just stood there near the door of the living room and kept looking at them. What are they talking about in such a hush tone? Jack had a grim expression on his face and that woman had a grin on her face when she heard what Jack was saying. Jack's face looked bitter when he saw her grinning. I folded both my arms around my chest as I kept looking at the exchange of conversation. What is cooking in between them? I thought with the same scowl on my face. S