Chapter 04 (c)

“And then I dashed out!” Both of them burst into laughter when Iqrar completed his story. They flopped on the bed and laid down together, still laughing while holding their stomachs. 

“You… You were so naughty in your childhood!” She turned to look at him and he chuckled. She smiled when she heard that deep laughter. It was as if dipped in gold. It sounded so rich and mesmerizing that she could not help but succumb to it. Even his laughter was sexy. 

“I still am,” he smiled as he stopped laughing and looked back at her. The smile she had was soft. He loved it. Loved it so much that he could not help but caress her cheek lovingly, making her sigh in relief. 

“I see,” she mumbled and saw his pupils dilating. The darkness in his eyes increased and she knew the meaning. Though it always irked her with other men, she could not help but find it beautiful with Iqrar. This man was something else. Something so addictive. Her favourite. 

And as if magnetized by the depth in his eyes, the sinful look in them, the charms of his handsome face and the pinkish glow on his skilled lips, she could not help but lean closer until her lips caught his. 

He closed his eyes, his hands went up to her back and then waist as he caressed her. Her hair curtained their attached faces and the fresh scent emanating from those long tendrils made him growl in pleasure. 

Their fused lips moved lovingly and slowly with each other. The slow and erotic sounds escaped them each time they sucked on each other. Their breaths mingled just like their tongues as they massaged each other, returning each other’s fervour. 

She cupped his cheek and started caressing the hairy skin. He loved her every time she did something like that. He could not help but break that passionate kiss and pull her on himself. Her knees pressed on either side of him, caging him, and her hands unknowingly landed on his chest. She looked down at him in confusion as he pulled her all of sudden. 

“Kiss me now,” he said, salivating his lips. She nodded and leaned down while tugging a loosened strand behind her ear. He smiled when he noticed her flushed face but as soon as their lips caught each other like the desired pieces of a puzzle, he closed his eyes to savour the moment. 

They kissed each other once again, melting together in each other’s arms. Her lips caged his upper lip as she sucked on it, earning herself a growl. The sand of time kept falling until they ran out of oxygen and pulled apart, looking into each other’s dark eyes filled with lust and admiration. 

He flipped her on her back and pulled her sleeves down, revealing her bra-cladded chest. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets as soon as he kissed her on her chest. The thin silver chain wrapped around her neck skimmed against his lips as he peppered wet kisses down her chest, stripping her out of the black gorgeous dress. 

Her fists clenched around the sheets beneath her as soon as he kissed the sensitive skin on her inner thighs. His forefinger hooked around her lacy black panties and he dragged the fabric down and threw it somewhere behind him. He removed her heels and did the same with them before he landed his lips on her vagina. 

She gasped, “Iqrar!” looking down at him. He peered up at her, his brow cocked in a questioning way as he whispered, “Yes, baby?” 

“What… What are you doing there?” She blushed hard, still not understanding why his face was there. Well, the sight left her stunned as well as melted. He looked so hot between her thighs, his face right above her heat. 

“Pleasuring you, of course,” he smiled innocently and that was ironic because of the dark and opposite look in his eyes. 

“Like this—” and she was interrupted by her own moan when he kissed her vaginal lips. 

He chuckled. “You’ll love it, Zoya,” he said, his hot breath torturing her before he licked her vertical lips, taking the oozing liquid on his tongue before gulping it. 

She gasped, feeling so good. That was so foreign. He had her whole being trembling just by the touch of his tongue on her most aching area. 

“I don’t doubt you, Iqrar,” she breathed, making him smile. He tilted his head as he pushed his face more between her legs and then sucked on her soft flesh gently. His tongue flicked out, and the very strong muscle pushed into her clitoris had her writhing badly. 

She clutched the silky sheets, her heels dug into the mattress. He nibbled the tender flesh before he kissed the pain away. Tears left the corners of her shut eyes and moan after moan left her parted lips. 

The way he pleasured her was so painfully pleasant that she writhed for more beneath him. He grabbed her thighs, his fingertips digging into the flesh, heating marks. He stretched her legs more so he could fit his broad frame between them. 

More liquid oozed out of her, landing right above his tongue which pushed itself deeper and deeper into her. She moaned softly, his ears loving the soothing sound. And they fuelled the fire of desires burning inside him. 

The more and cruelly he pushed into her, the more quickly pleasure built inside her. She could feel the pleasant tickles and pressure building inside her stomach. Her hips lifted slightly as she gave more of herself into his mouth. He took care of her gladly, his tongue moving passionately, hitting perfect points until she let go of it, calling his name into the ceiling. 

She panted heavily, her chest rising and falling. He crawled up above her, looking at her flushed face. Her sticky eyelids peer open and she smiled when she found him above her, his glistening lips in her juices spread into a world-dazzling smile. 

“How was it?” He asked, caging her between his arms and taking her lips in his mouth. He kissed her slowly before he let go of her. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue. 

“Amazing,” she answered, tilting her neck when she saw him moving closer.

He kissed her neck, mumbling, “And you taste so sweet.” She blushed a deep red, squeezing her eyes shut and staying quiet after that. He continued the assault down her chest, freeing her breasts and throwing the bra behind him. 

He got up and stripped out of his clothes. Her canine tooth sunk into her bottom lip as she watched his Godly figure coming out of the clothes, bare. And then, he joined her in the bed, the smirk on his lips turning her hotter as if she was in a furnace. 

“You’re cute and sexy at the same time,” he whispered near her lips. “I want to pinch your nose and chew your bottom lip together at a moment,” and this made her giggle. He, too, chuckled and moved his arm to turn the lights off. 

“You’re a charmer,” she said, looking into his dark eyes. 

“I’m not lying,” he breathed into the hot air. “I like everything about you,” he said as pecked her lips. She kept looking into his eyes, searching for mischievousness but found nothing. He was honest but honesty was not what she wanted to find in those beautiful eyes. She did not want to have feelings for him. He seemed dangerous. But he wanted her to believe him. He opened his mouth to say more when she raised her head and kissed him, shutting him up. 

He lost it. He kissed her back with the same fervour. Her heart was beating loudly inside her chest because she was afraid of what she did. But it was important. She did not want another heartbreak. 

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Christian sighed, his eyes stayed on the laptop screen. The pictures on it were playing one by one and the control was under the little girl, as she clicked each image after seeing it carefully. 

She patted his bicep, earning his attention. She moved her hands and he watched her silently before he nodded, “Yeah, she’s looking beautiful.” He smiled, looking at the picture of his sister on the laptop screen. 

The girl also nodded, continuing after that. Christian also joined her, his eyes only held boredom but the girl seemed excited. Only because she was unable to attend the function with her mother. 

Christian wanted Abigail to bring her little daughter — Aurora with herself but everybody knew that Aurora was not fond of being among unknown people. Basically, because she did not like when people realized her weakness — she was mute, and then sympathized with her. She was more of an introvert. 

And as Aurora wanted to stay with Christian and have fun with her grandmother and grandfather, Abigail had to drop her at his house. They played with her and finally, she asked Christian to let her sleep with him. He was hers and Ivan’s favourite, after all. 

She tapped his bicep again and pointed at the screen, asking who the lady was. Christian’s breath was stuck. The moment he looked at the picture, he realized his heart skipped a beat. He kept beholding her face. She was smiling brightly and there was Ivan in the picture as well but she got his full attention. 

He absent-mindedly held the space and zoomed in on the picture. Her face was the only thing he beheld leisurely and then her beautiful hazel eyes. Aurora kept looking at Christian. He looked lost. And then, she was back in the picture. She gazed at the girl and unconsciously smiled. She tapped his bicep once again, this time, breaking his trance. 

Who’s she? She asked in sign language and he smiled. He licked his bottom lip and leaned in to whisper into her ear, “I like her.” 

Her eyes widened. Really? She asked and he nodded. She giggled, palming her mouth and he averted his gaze, muttering, “I’m not sure. It’s hard to live without her.” 

Aurora nodded understandably. 

“What? You know a lot, huh?” He mocked and she sat straight on the bed. She held her hips and proudly nodded. He chuckled, “Is that so?” 

She nodded again and before she could speak further, Christian pulled her arm and started tickling her underarms and belly. She laughed uncontrollably, trying to swat him away but he did not. He laughed with her and finally left her, laughing hysterically. 

You’re a bad uncle! She said and he cocked his brow. “You want me to do it again?” He threatened and she denied it, shaking her head. “Then take the words back!” 

Okay, okay! Don’t make a face now. You’re my favourite uncle! This earned her a grin as he put the laptop aside and pulled her in a hug. 

“And you’re my favourite niece!” He whispered affectionately in her ear and she smiled as she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep. Christian stayed awake for half an hour but then, he slept. He was a little worried because he asked John in the morning to give him the information but it was more than twelve hours. He wanted to catch his mobile but Aurora grabbed his wrist in her small grip it stopped him. He felt guilty all of a sudden because Aurora asked him to spend time with her and he was running for work once again. So he sighed and nodded, closing his eyes and sleeping next to her. 

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Corrections:- Iqrar's name is Izhar here. I forgot to edit it already. 

When Aurora speaks, her dialogues are written in italics so you won't be able to notice it. You have to understand it by yourself. Sorry for the inconvenience, dear :)