Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) 📕

Knocking on the door of the gym, she entered inside. Her body was now being more vigilant and active as she knew she was in the devil's den now. The mere thought and presence of him were always enough to spark a fire of fear inside her and to make her nervous as hell.

"50 push-ups more Haseeb."

"Bhaiiiii noo. It's too much. My arms can't bear anymore now."

"Make it 75 and do them now."

"Please I want a break."

"Make it 100."

This zipped him up and he immediately leaned on the floor already breathing heavily.

Irtaza who was so engrossed in training Haseeb didn't notice Zahra's presence but as soon as he bent down for the push-ups his eyes landed on the dainty figure of her wife. He was surprised.

"Zahra," he acknowledged.

"What are you doing here?"

"I..uh..actually," she cleared her throat, "I made a cake for you." She meekly replied.

"For what?" He frowned, confusedly. He was wearing his black gym shirt showing his perfect abs and muscles. His body was so well built that if anyone earns his full-blown smack on their face, it will break their jaw.

"As a thankyou. You let me go to the university."

He curtly nodded and smiled.

"Bring it here." He said whilst sitting back on the nearby sofa while Haseeb was busy with his push-ups.

"Haseeb goes you can take a break." As soon as these words left his mouth, Haseeb immediately jumped on his feet and took a heavy breath while mouthing Zahra a 'thankyou'. He was practicing here for the past two hours and the continuous weight lifting, push-ups, running, and what not has made him tired as hell. On the other hand, Zahra's nervousness shot up knowing that she'll be alone with him.

The door closed and Haseeb left.

She plated out the piece of cake after cutting it and passed it over to Irtaza. Irtaza patted the place next to him, indicating her to sit there and she did that. He looked directly into her mesmerizing eyes whilst taking a bite of the coffee cake. Zahra expectantly looked toward him, waiting for the comment about her dish.

"How does it taste?" She asked and fidgeted her fingers.

He held her hand, which she was continuously fidgeting with since she entered the room, and kissed it.

"Delicious." He replied while staring directly into her eyes, which begin to glow with happiness after hearing his compliment.

"Really?"

"Yes really. It tastes heavenly."

"Are you saying the truth?"

He chuckled and caressed her cheek.

She was such a child.

"Yes, I am saying the truth." He replied sincerely whilst placing the plate back on the trolley.

"Won't you take more?"

"I want more of you." He answered and a look of lust entered his eyes.

Leaning closer, he brushed his lips against hers, feeling their crankiness. He gently held her cheeks causing her lips to pucker out as he placed a soft kiss on her pouted lips. He pulled away and saw her scared pigeon face which made him chuckle.

"My scared pigeon," He said amusedly and kissed the tip of her nose.

Her eyes lingered on his lips and Daniyal's words begin to play behind her mind.

Pleasure him

She leaned towards him while placing a hand on the back of his neck.

Be his perfect wife

And then she did what shocked him to the core, she attached her lips to his and begin to kiss him. After a second or two she tried to pull off but he threaded his fingers into her locks and deepened the kiss while removing and throwing the dupatta away which was tucked at her neck. Their lips moved in sync as he now continued to hungrily devour her like a devil. Their lips suck each other. The room was silent other than the voices of their soft kisses. He nibbled onto her lower lip while pulling her backward so that she lay on the sofa. As soon as her head touched the armrest he thrust his tongue into her mouth.

Don't deny him

His tongue rubbed against hers and she, pushing all her hesitance aside, begin to play with his tongue. Her tongue explored his mouth and his tongue explored hers as they both continue to ravish each other. Their tongues danced against each other. He pulled away and sucked at her lower lip and she onto his upper lip as both of them moaned in ecstasy. He peppered a trail of kisses down to her neck and nibbled on the skin of her neck. Her body responded to his every touch.

He sucked onto her soft spot placing a hickey there and nibbling there. His hand moved towards the neckline of her shirt as he was about to rip her shirt into two pieces a voice stopped their movement.

"Cakeeeeeee" Alizey exasperated while placing both her hands on her chubby cheeks.

Both of them immediately pulled apart and she instantly grabbed her dupatta which laid on the floor.

Alizey came running down towards both of them with a happy smile on her face.

"Can I have this cake? Haseeb Bhai told me that you people have a cake."

"Sure" Zahra replied and plated out a piece of cake for her.

"Why your face is red Zahra baji?" Alizey asked and her eyes moved towards Irtaza who winked at her teasingly.

"I don't know." She replied, her cheeks turning crimson red.

"Tell me na Zahra baji."

"Alizey eat the cake," Irtaza said while drinking water.

"Ok Bhai," She said and here she took the first bite of the cake, and there it was out of her mouth as she began to cough violently. Zahra hysterically picked up the glass of water and made her drink it.

"It's too bitter, no it's too sweet. I don't know. It's salty, it's weird." She complained making Zahra's eyes widen with surprise. Irtaza told her that the cake was delicious?

"I am going to go and drink my chocolate shake. The cake is soo weird. And Zahra baji best of luck for your first day at university." She said before standing up and leaving the room.