ARA’S POV
Keeping the plates on the table, he leaves the cabin.
I again looked up, but he was still on his call. I shake my head, thinking he is a mad workaholic. I need to keep this in mind.
I started serving on the plate, and meanwhile, he finished his call and took a seat beside me. I gave him a plate, took my plate, and started eating.
After some time, we were done eating, and I asked the office boy to clear the plates and look towards him, and he was already looking at me.
“So, it is time to leave? You must be on time at the airport for your flight, I guess.” He nods and again places me on his lap.
“Do you remember your promise, My Queen”? He asked, looking right into my eyes.
“Yes, of course. Tell me what you want.” I asked, raising my eyebrows.
“He smirked and asked, “Are you sure you will not back off?”
“Yes, I am now. Tell me fast.” I was becoming impatient.
“A kiss,” he said, looking at me.
And I became numb. He wants to kiss Like kiss-kiss….?
I mean, kiss?
Hmm, ok, but kiss?
I was in the middle of the battle with my heart and mind, and he called again. “What happened? Did you change your mind? Now you want to back off?”
This hurt my ego, and I got up and said, “Me and back off? Never.”
He got up too and said, “Good, so give it to me.”
Hearing this, I gulped down my saliva in fear. Closing my eyes, I searched for a way out and got an idea. I smirk internally.
I went to him and tiptoed and kissed both of his cheeks and asked, “Happy?”
He closed his eyes in irritation. I know what he wants, but I play smart here.
Thinking about that, I smirked.
“I don’t want this kiss; I want an actual kiss!” He opened his eyes, and irritation was visible there.
“Oh, come on, it was real,” I said, making an innocent face.
“My Queen, I want a real kiss.” He pressed for the real kiss.
I was controlling my laugh and said, “It was real. If not, then what is a real kiss to tell me?” Saying that, I visibly smirked, and I guess he noticed it.
“I would love to show you what a proper kiss is, my darling.” Saying this, he started taking steps towards me, and I started backward. My back touches the wall, or maybe the door, or maybe whatever, as right now my brain has stopped functioning.
I thought to run from here, but he caged me in between his arms and asked, “Where do you think you are going, my love?”
I looked at him, and my cheeks got heated seeing his face.
I was looking at him without blinking, and he was looking at me with the same intensity.
He started coming close to me, and my heartbeat started running like they wanted to win the Olympics.
He came extremely close, and his lips were touching mine, and I got goosebumps all over my body.
He looked into my eyes and touched my lips with his thumb, like asking my permission, and I closed my eyes in anticipation.
He took my reaction as yes, and in a second, I felt his lips on mine.
He started moving his lips slowly and nibbling my upper lip.
Not knowing anything-how to kiss and all-I was just standing like a statue.
I felt his hands on my waist and started creasing. His touch had frozen my brain cells, and I was getting some tingling sensations and, in my lower region.
My hand unknowingly reaches for his shoulder, and I clutch his shirt tightly.
He was nibbling my upper and lower lips, devouring them, and suddenly I felt his touch on my breast.
Gasping in shock, I opened my eyes and mouth and felt his smirk.
His tongue discovered each corner of my mouth, but then, breaking the kiss, he whispered, “Kiss me!”
Looking down in shame, I slowly replied, “I don’t know how to kiss.”
He looked at me and touched my lips with his thumb.
I looked up to see, and he said, “Trust me, princess, you do not know how glad I am to profound this new information about you!” I did not understand a single word. I was just looking at him, dumbfounded.
“Just follow my action!” Closing his eyes, he locked my lips with his.
He started moving his lips, and I copied his action and started moving mine, too.
In some time, the slow kiss became rough, and urgency was visible in our actions.
We both started eating each other’s mouths. His hands were roaming freely on the back of my body, and my hand found his neck to hold.
I’m enjoying the sensation of fresh air on my skin.
His touch has already mesmerized my mind and soul.
We broke the kiss to breathe. He touched his forehead with mine. We were both panting hard, and I was slowly getting my sense back.
Oh, God, what did I do? Did I kiss a man? And that too before marriage; yes, I have some principles in my life. Call me old-school. I do not care.
And my mind mocked, not any man, your husband.’ and for the first time, my mind’s mocking gave me some peace of mind.
Taking a deep breath, I looked up to see his face, and he was already looking at me.
“You do not know what your swollen lips are doing to me, my queen.” By saying that he closed his eyes, I know he is controlling himself.
I wanted to say the same, but I kept mum and looked down.
“You know, I thought I would survive with this for fourteen days, but your lips are addictive, and I have got the addiction already.” Saying this, he smashed his lips with mine, and this time I instantly repeated his actions.