OMG! Your comments had me cracking up 😆 Thank you for such encouraging words! ❤️
Alright, I decided to post it here as I'm too shy to make a separate post. I can literally not believe what I wrote! 😲
I feel so shy and lost. I don't even know what this is..
You guys have been warned. ☢️
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Homecoming
Aahil Raza Ibrahim walked inside his bedroom as he reached out to take off his sun glasses off. His brows furrowed gently when he found the room simply empty.
His wife was nowhere to be seen.
His eyes went to the bathroom and wondered if she was inside. He gently knocked on the door and opened and saw a silhouette of a female body behind a glass door shower.
The only thing he could her was the shower running.
He walked further inside where he made sure to close the door behind, only confused that she hadn't heard him yet.
His eyes widened by the beautiful sight in front of him.
He saw his wife leaned against the white tiles and well.. touching herself while her eyes were closed.
He hadn't seen her for a whole week due to a business trip, but today, he had thought to surprise her by coming one day early.
Boy, if he wasn't the one who got surprised.
Sanam moaned slightly as her lips parted, imagining her husband doing the work for her.
Aahil smirked as he crossed his arms and continued to watch her in silence. His pants were suddenly very tight to be in as a slight growl escaped his lips.
Her eyes shot opened and froze by the sound. She looked to the side only to see her husband wearing his usual slim fitted black shirt and matching dress pants.
God damn it, he wasn't allowed to wear these kind of clothes in front of her!
If it wasn't for the sensation she had gone through, she would most definitely fall down on her knees. The attire he wore always made her weak.
"A-Aahil?"
"I had no idea you missed me this much. If I knew I would have come... earlier."
She was too stunned seeing him and most of all embarrassed by what he had caught her doing. She wasn't like this.
He was the one who made her lose control! It was his fault. Yes, it was Aahil Raza Ibrahim's fault by being this utterly handsome man with such gorgeous body.
She tried to cover herself even though it was no use.
"Don't. Don't stop!" he ordered.
She looked up as she inhaled a sharp breath.
"Keep going. Touch yourself." He said with such whisper like voice which did crazy things to her.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest and cheeks turned bright red. She was suddenly feeling very hot.
She bit her lip trying to control herself but did what he told her.
"I love watching you." His eyes boring into her very soul.
Her hand went lower on her body, as Aahil watched her with such intensity. As if she was like a piece of art and he was trying to figure out things about her.
Aahil began to unbutton his black shirt and slid it off into the floor. His strong chest fully exposed to his wife.
Sanam's eyes began to wander around to his strong abs and knew what she really needed. She really needed to touch him. To feel his skin against hers. She needed him so badly.
But she wasn't the only one who was in need.
Aahil continued to watch as his own hands went lower to his belt buckle and unbuckled it while their eyes were still locked with each other. He made sure that every step he took was painfully slow.
To tease her.
He needed to see what kind of affection he had on her body.
Small moans began to fill the bathroom.
God, he just wanted to pin her up against the wall and have his way with her.
To touch her.
To make her moan in pleasure.
To mark her as his own.
Sanam's breathing started to get heavier by each stare they shared. The truth was she was getting closer to the edge but not because of what she did but by watching her husband undress.
He smirked knowing well enough that she was close to losing control.
"You want me Sanam?"
"God, yes, Aahil! Please.."
"How much do you want me?"
Sanam's head was spinning by all the thoughts which were running in her mind. "A-Aahil.. I.. nh.."
"How much, Sanam?" He demanded only to hear the need in her voice.
"All of you. I want.. you! Now!"
He took a step inside the shower and kissed her fully on her slightly parted lips as his hands began to mimic the same gesture she was doing a minute ago.
Hot breath mingled in pure need.
"You feel so good," he whispered into her wet hair.
"Aahil," She shut her eyes enjoying the feel of his skin caress against hers. "I've missed you so much."
He pinned her against the cold tiles as she wrapped her legs around him.
"I know and I'm not going anywhere till I hear you scream my name."
"You're so sure about that?" she said challenging him slightly even though she knew her body was not in her control. It was his!
Pleasure began to invade their bodies as he kept holding into her thin frame.
"Oh, Sanam, you're going to scream and that's a promise."
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OMG. WHAT DID I JUST WRITE? THIS IS NOT MY STYLE... UGH...
Sorry for the lame drabble. I know it's not good at all - but I needed to post it somewhere. *BLUSH*.
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