She scratched his back with a gasp while her tiny fist tightened their hold on his thick hair strands. He stilled inches away from filling her completely, looking back into her eyes and closing them instantly as if unable to bear the intensity of the moment.
He cupped her face and touched his mouth to hers in a light kiss. It was so soft that it practically shuddered her into tears. She draped her legs behind his back to urge him deeper. Their dampened body entangled with a thin layer of sweat. The sweaty strand on Farjaad's forehead moved along his measured thrusts that grew harder and his breathing became more audible as he pounded her with an increasing strength. Unable to tear his mouth off her or stop his hands from exploring her body, he stayed on top surrendering to her embrace once again.
Umeed received his weight as he shook in her arms, his chest pressing down on her breasts and his pelvis cradled between her legs. She kissed his shoulders and trailed unhurried fingers down his back waiting for the furious drumming of their hearts to subside. She continued to fondle the hair behind his neck while his body slumped heavily on her.
His face was entirely hidden in her neck and he was so quiet that she assumed he drifted to sleep. She buried her nose in his dampened hair with a smile, caressing his strands absent-mindedly.
"I'm crushing you" he uttered after a while moving his weight from her, shifting to her side but still buried deep inside her. His other arm pulled her towards him letting himself be adored by his wife whose bambi eyes shined with this inexplainable love for her husband.
Umeed stroked his hair, wiping the sweat off his forehead, tracing the moisture to his elongated nape that never ended. Unsatisfied, she moved closer as if it was even possible given how she was already glued to him, she dropped lazy unhurried kisses on his neck, gradually stroking the flesh with her tongue cautious not to leave a mark this time.
He has a meeting tomorrow.
She began tracing his torso and watched with fascination how his muscles flexed under her touch. This man, this incredibly beautiful belonged to her!
She marveled at the thought and placed a note of gratitude with her lips on his ribs one by one. Once done she was back to using his bicep as her pillow and noticed his slightly parted mouth, how peacefully he took each breath under her gaze. She whispered a silent prayer under her breath, let them always remain like this, let them always cherish their love and never get bored of each other no matter how busy they get with their lives.
The thought scared her sometimes and she knew it scared him too. Not being enough for each other. Not finding this relationship worth the effort. But one of them always proved the other wrong. It wasn't just physical intimacy keeping them together nor did they need the affirmation of a healthy sex life to strengthen their faith in their relationship. It was always moments like these, spent entangled to each other, at their most vulnerable moment, admiring and loving one another and hearts swelling with gratitude and love for the other person.
A satisfied smile adorned Umeed face who took a deep contended sigh and thanked her lucky stars for putting this man in her life. She giggled inaudibly seeing his mouth still open. He had told her once when he was with her, he slept more peacefully and the idea swelled Umeed's heart with love. She couldn't tell whether she was proud or happy or emotional that despite her chaotic nature, she was the reason of her husband's peaceful sleep.
Umeed placed her right hand right above his heart, tugging his chest hair in between her fingers. She kissed him again on his chin followed by a peck on the chest and closed her eyes. His heartbeat was normal again and now in sync with every prayer she was making at his hour of the night. She wanted to tell him someday that whenever she felt his heart beating beneath her hand, it comforted her, it helped her overcome the pain of that day when she placed her hand on her mother's heart but it was dead.
But her husband's beating heart, his light snores and the feeling of having him inside her right now helped her in unimaginable ways. This was good. This felt good.
Life was good.
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