MAYRA'S POV
"Rehan?"
I called out his name, shifting my eyes in his direction but nothing was visible in such a dim light. He didn't uttered a word but his hold on my palm was way tighter than earlier; not in a hurtful way rather for a support.
Nervousness started clouding over me. His silence like this was igniting the fear inside me. He was a moment ago was about to tell me that what exactly he felt in last six days which we've spent together but suddenly he decided to not even let out a single word. I was losing my patience every single second. And when his silence became unbearable, I sat on the bed and in dark, started searching for his face with my fingers.
After several attempts when my fingers landed on his cheek, I sighed in relief but that relief was just for a second because in a next swift moment, I felt I was pulled by my hand; closer to him.
My face was now inches away from him as his warm breath tingling over my face. I tried to pull myself back but before that could happen, all I know that he was kissing me which eventually led to me kissing him back with equal force and passion. That's the thing with him, in a matter of seconds all my inner shyness flew away whenever our skin comes in contact.
I inhaled a deep breath after parting away from him and with a blush creeping up to my cheeks, I wrapped my arms around this neck and placed my head on his beating heart. His intoxicating smell surrounded me in a matter of second and the melodic beat of his heart quickens my heart rate simultaneously.
"You know how much hard it is for me to control myself from not having my ways with you?" He said huskily and then chuckled.
The vibration went to his chest and I pressed my eyes shut with a small smile dancing over my lips.
"What?" I asked, suppressing my strange rate of breathing. I blinked twice and once again thought that what I had just said?
As I was mentally blaming my stupidity, suddenly I felt him removing my arms around his neck and after few seconds he stood up from the bed and then I found lights were being turned on by him. I arched my eyebrows and when my eyes finally landed on him, I realized that he was staring at me with wide eyes, his fingers running through his hairs. His posture changed and then he quietly sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes pressed shut. He exhaled a deep breath and then rubbed his face with both of his palms.
I waited for his next reaction but nothing came out from his mouth. He just stared at the floor. I licked my lips in hesitation and tried to figure out the strange expression he has on his face.
"As long as I remember, sleep was never my thing because whenever I tried to sleep, I was afraid of having a nightmare."
"See the irony the person who himself call as nightmare was really scared of them." He added and closed his eyes again.
I quietly looked at him, waiting for his next words.
"But since the day I've started developing the warm feeling of being in your embrace, sleep has eventually followed me. Not even once I had woken up in the middle of night wishing silently that sleep will follow me." He let his words out then blinked with his lips twitching into half smile.
"Mayra you want to know that what I've experienced in the last six days, right?"
"I felt. I felt that how peaceful life could be by simply being with you and nothing much. I experienced the peace in children, the peace in bonding, the peace in cooking and most of all the peace in living my life through your eyes. Earlier I used to engross myself in office work so that I will not get a single second for myself but you made me realize that I craved for some spare time." He paused and then only his eyes bore into mine. I felt like my lungs were about to explode with the lack of oxygen because I held my breath from so long.
Isn't this is the Rehan whom you wanted to shape?
I smiled and then shifted towards him and placed my palm over his shoulder. He passed me a blank look and fixed his eyes once again at the floor.
"Now I feel more alive. Back then I was just surviving my pathetic life but in the past six days I learned how to live. And now I also know that my life is not pathetic, fuck it couldn't be because you are a beautiful part of it." He said in a cheerful tone and then smiled, sharing the look of content.
My heart swell up in warm feelings and a huge smile danced over my lips. Sometimes wishes are granted. Like my wish of making his life beautiful.
I tilted my head and put it on his shoulder with my arms looping around his. Like any perfect dream, everything was special. He's the biggest blessing of my life.
At least now I know very well that Rehan cares for me. I don't know about love but whatever he feels for me, is for sure a precious gift to me. My whole life, I craved for someone's shoulder to lean on, someone's smile to light up my day, someone's warm embrace, someone's care. There was no one for me. Not even my own family and that's how I started to think that maybe if I show a little affection, than my heart will not clench that much. But now I realized that every single person needs someone. Same with me also.
Now, not only I want Rehan but also I do need him. I need him like a child needs his blanket to make himself warm and comfortable. Maybe this time, I was the one who’s getting addicted to him and still after being aware that it isn’t right, I couldn't help it.
"I had done a lot of fucked up things to you. I know very well that I don't deserve you but for you I want to be selfish because I couldn't let you away from me. I am not the perfect husband you've wished of but I promise I will do anything to make you happy because you are my perfect wife." He muttered.
I mentally repeated his words again and again till I realize that it wasn't the dream.
Perfect husband? You are much more than that.
"You are perfect for me Rehan." I said with a smile and looked up at him who did the same.
He chuckled bitterly and opened his mouth to say something in reluctance but before that could happen, I locked our lips together in a perfect kiss. He was taken aback by my sudden action but then everything went normal with him when he smiled in between our kiss and wrapped an arm around me. I closed my eyes and next I know I was resting on the bed and hovering over me, he kissed me deeply. I ran my fingers through his hairs and the taste of him over my taste buds excited a new emotion in me.
My belly was bursting with butterflies and that's when his left hand grabbed the corner of my top and exposed my stomach to him. He tapped his finger lightly near my navel which made me shiver in delight. My mind refused to think any other thing but all I wanted was to feel his skin over mine like they are meant to be.
He broke apart from the kiss and started placing open mouthed kisses to my neck. I clutched his shirt with a little blush and curled my toes. But in a next moment he stopped everything and looked at me. I found his eyes getting darker like he was reflecting the same thoughts as me. He wanted to continue whatever we were doing and this time I was sure that I would not be able to control my growing feeling towards him.
"Continue." I whispered slowly and flushed at the same time. He arched up his eyebrows and lower his gaze near my naked abdomen. His eyes became darker but instead of anything he just closed his eyes and sighed in frustration.
And that's when it hit me that maybe he doesn't want me.
A frown took over my face and I slowly shifted uncomfortably at my place trying to stop the tears which dared to come out.
"Do you want your first time to be with a person like me?" He asked unsure, rubbing his thumb lightly over my forearm and his eyes fixed on the bed sheet as it was the best thing to look at.
I had an instant urge to laugh at his words. He was unsure about that? How can I explain to him that he's all I want? His love. His care. His touch. His everything about him.
"Who is my husband, you right?" I asked, trying to hide my smile but instantly my lips broke up into one of the warmest smile, which I can ever offer.
His eyes were still fixed at the bed but now his thumb has stopped moving over my forearm.
"If yes then do tell with whom I want it to be happen?" I added and blushed.
His eyes snapped in my direction and then something clicked in his eyes which was enough for me to guess that he's okay now.
"Obviously with your husband who is damn hot to resist." He said and chuckled.
I shook my head and laughed a little.
He then leaned closer and softly started kissing me. I smiled and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He increased the intensity of his lips moving over mine.
He moved his fingers over my neck and I took a deep breath full in pleasure and ecstasy. I shut my eyes closed and after a minute I felt his lips over my bare abdomen. My toes get curled and next I found him clutching my hands over my head.
His tongue rolled over the flesh of my abdomen and with every increasing second, my heart started hammering in my chest, more loudly. His teeth nibbled my skin and with that he tilted his head upward to have a look of my face. I flushed badly when our eyes interlocked and bite my lips in shyness but the second next he passed an assuring smile which made my body relaxed and more comfortable under his intimate touch.
I smiled back at him and then after conforming that I am fine, he pulled my top over my head and threw it somewhere. His eyes moved over my body and he let go of my hand. I gulped down my saliva in nervousness. It felt like I was completely naked under his gaze when his eyes lingered over me.
Deep breath.
I screamed mentally and realized that my forehead was covered in sweat beads. This time I didn't wanted anything except his delightful touch. My whole body carved for his touch.
"You are so much fucking beautiful, Mayra." He said huskily and with that he switched our position. Now I was at him and he was lying beneath me. His fingers danced over my bare shoulder like a sweet melody with his lips touching my collar bone.
I flushed.
He trailed his toes up to my leg. I felt a shiver rushing up to my skin when his finger traced my spine with so much delicateness like his fingers were replaced by a soft feather. He once again switched our position with me being underneath him but my back facing him. He pulled my hands to the side and started placing wet kisses from my fingers to my shoulder. He let out his tongue to dance over, leaving wetness and pleasure lasting over my skin.
As I was enjoying his touch, suddenly he stilled making my body crave for him to touch me over and over again but it seems like time has frozen because moments turned into seconds and seconds turned into minutes but nothing came from his side. I chewed flesh of my cheeks and that's when his thumb moved softly over one point near my upper back.
"What the fuck is this?" He yelled making me gasped in shock and quickly he turned me around, with his eyes staring my face in a questioning look and anger reflecting from them.
"Who did this to you?" He asked with clenched teeth and touched the particular point of my flesh.
My mind drifted to confusion but when I met his gaze, I realized that he has asked me about the scar on my back. I froze at my place and automatically my eyes shut closed and many painful scenarios started flashing in my mind.
"WHO DID THIS TO YOU, MAYRA?"