It had been three hours but still I couldn't find any car according to my taste.
Well it's more like according to my bank balance.
Shutting the laptop I stood up to eat something. My empty fridge laughed at me and I sighed. Kissing the water bottle, I downed its content and ordered pizza.
Opening my laptop again, I surfed Netflix but my mind kept drifting to him.
Zaid
He was still the same but something about his tone last night became the reason of my long lost smile.
I couldn't help how erratically my heart beats at his name.
But then again, he was a man.
He had needs.
And I was his wife. A wife is supposed to take care of her husband's needs in every possible way. Whereas he was deprived of those needs for a span of two years and now he was back. To be taken care of. To be sated.
It was pretty obvious that he needed me only to warm his bed.
Not more than that.
It was all vivid from last night's encounter.
No matter how much he tries to act like a gentleman by asking for a kiss, I know there would come a time when he wouldn't ask for it but would do more than just a kiss by hook or crook.
And how the fu** he entered here?
My gaze fell on the bolt of door. And at that precise moment it rotated leading my heart to miss a beat.
The door opened to reveal the knight of my dreams. Bad dreams, I must add. Clad in three-piece dress suit he looked irresistibly illegal with a thousand mega-watt smile plastered on his well crafted face.
I stayed glued to my bed and stared at him in disbelief.
Of course he had a key. But how did he get one?
I have my ways.
His voice rang somewhere in the pit of my brain.
'You were waiting for me!', he chimed to himself and I rolled my eyes. How disillusioned was this poor soul...
I never wait for serpents.
Or do I?
I waited for Ceasar
For Davis
And him
To have their meals...
And they were sated now.
Bloody sex deprived vixen.
Rot in hell. That's for all I care.
'All okay?', he asked while plunking on the bed adjacent to me.
And he called me ill-manered once when I sat without asking for his permission first..
'You should ask first before taking a seat Ms. White!'
Whose the ill-manered now?
Ohh no he's not ill-manered. My bad.
He's a bloody vicious ill-manered lamb.
'Are you killing me in your mind?', he asked with a funny look on his face.
Oh I'm doing more than just killing. How much I want to pluck out those chocolatey orbs and rip that stupidly beautiful face off of its socket...
Help me God.
Have some mercy on this poor soul or I'll definitely simmer his flesh in gravy and have my stomach full for the rest of my life.
That would do.
That would definitely be a perfect revenge.
Fu**
I'm not a man-eater.
I never was.
But my revenge made me.
Shit
Shut up
SHUT UP
What's wrong with me?
'What is it?', he looked serious now.
I mildly shook my head and gazed at his light stubble. Why was it looking so delicious?
No
Stop it Zaisha
You can't just have sexual fantasies with someone whom you were planning to chop seconds ago.
A knock pulled me out of my own Wrong turn sequel and I stood up.
Food
I tipped the delivery boy and turned to find his splayed frame on my bed.
What is he?
A two year old...
What must I call a man who calls me names for sitting without permit and he himself was laying on my personal bed...?
Vicious evil green stinking lamb.
Giving me a sleepy look he turned on his side and closed his eyes. I transpired the kitchen and ate two slices and by the time I reached the third one, I was full. Pushing the box in the refrigerator I closed the door and heard a horrendous honk.
Huh?
What was that?
It came again and this time it was louder making my heart stutter.
I ran out only to be met by his sleeping form.
That horrendous voice came again and I jumped back. It was coming from him. I walked closer, saw his agape mouth and at that precise he honked loudly.
Fu**
He snored like a lion.
How could he sleep with his own horrific snores?
Walls around us vibrated and begged for mercy at his erroneous snores. I finger closed my ears and dashed inside the bathroom to make wudhu for Isha.
With horrendous snores pinching my ears, I prayed.
I folded the mat and sulked at how comfortably he was sprawled on his fours all over my bed.
Where am I supposed to sleep now?
It was a single bed. We can't sleep together on it.
I pinched his arm and he frowned in sleep.
'Hey!', I pinched again and he mumbled something incoherent.
'Wake up!', I slapped his hard bicep.
He hummed and changed his side.
'Go back to your home.', I spat while poking his back.
He didn't even budge.
Shit
I don't even have a sofa on which I could sleep..
Why is he here?
I let out a silent scream and pulled at my hair.
I slapped his back hard and he turned back sluggishly to look up at me with slit eyes.
'What?', he said in a raspy voice and stifled a yawn.
'What what? Go away. I need to sleep.', I said with hands on my waist.
His eyes drooped and few seconds later I heard another snore.
What the..?
I tapped his chest and he hummed.
'Go away I need to sleep.', I said sternly but he was in deep slumber.
'ZAID!'
'Yeah...', he said in a small voice with closed eyes.
'Open your eyes.',I ordered.
'They're open.', he said with still closed eyes.
'Zaid!', I groaned. I was so close to crying now.
'Look they're open.', he mumbled with closed eyes.
Idiot
I ducked down to open his eyes with my fingers and he hummed.
'Wake up. Go back to your-- '
Before I could complete it, his hand snaked around my waist and he pulled me down over him.
What the..!!
'Zaid!', I shrieked.
'Love..', he mumbled.
I struggled to get up but his grip tightened. Of course he was not sleeping. He was faking it the whole time.
'Let me go.', I gritted.
'Sleep now.', he said patting my head.
'God!', I screeched. 'I can't sleep like this'
He rubbed my back and hummed.
I struggled to get up but that led my frame straddling his humungous body.
'Don't do that.', he got hold of my waist now looking at me with wide awake eyes.
I pinched his hands that in turn tightened his grip.
Shame washed over me as our hot centers were overlapping each other.
I felt his member twitch up a bit and I jumped.
'Haah', I gasped while landing back and felt it more protruded now.
'Fu**', he hissed.
He sat up abruptly and our faces were now few inches apart. He shook his head up at me and I tried to get hold of my quickened breath.
'What?', he whispered.
I shook my head.
'Don't do that unless you want it.', he said getting his face more closer.
He looked down at my heaving chest and mentally eye-fu**ed my boobs for good ten minutes.
He gulped loudly and found my gaze again.
'Can I kiss you?', he whispered seductively.
He licked his lips and his gaze fell on my lips.
No
I shook my head violently and his shoulders slumped. Closing his eyes, he huffed and laid back with me on his chest again.
Scooting a little, he made space on bed, and laid me there with my head on his chest.
'Sleep now.', he said gruffly and I closed my eyes.
But I was nowhere near to sleep with my heated downstairs.
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