Your Essence
. . . While, his right hand rested on her slim waist, his other one reached for her nape. Caressing her in a sensuous way. And she frowned by the known feeling. As her body didn't reacted, against it. Her brain was puzzled by the notion. She did wanted to clear her doubt about his identity.Was it true. Was it him. That she believed him to be. He smirked at her confused face. She traced the paleness of his face. And at last, rested her obsidian again on his greyish blue. She didn't get a second to blink when the hand that was caressing her nap, pulled her. Face to face in front of him. Her body was stretching to an unknown height, certainly meeting his. She felt slight pain at her back. But, her mind didn't performed a sin of protesting in his hold. The sight was too captivating for her orbs to do so. To which she didn't felt uncomfortable by him. That was surprise for her. But, her breathing was caught in her throat. Now, her subconscious felt the time to utter the word, it was chanting from quite a moment, ignored by her mind. " Abhay! ", she whispered his name. And no sooner did his name, left her lips. He connected his lips with her's in a kiss..... . . .…
