Severance Of Ties

Chapter Sixty Eight

After some months Irtaza wanted to approach Mushk once again, but Hussain stopped him saying that he shouldn't spoil a girl's life like this. He was a divorcee and a father, whilst she wasn't even married. That day Irtaza broke down in front of his father, while Hussain stood there.

Tears in his eyes, placing a heavy stone on his heart, he left his son alone in deep misery.

"But now look, here we are!" Irtaza softly smiles at her and takes her in his arms.

Inhaling his musky scent, Mushk leans her head on his chest and closes her eyes, feeling the warmth and security he gave away.

Smiling at his wife's antics, he kisses the top of her head and leans his head on his. What felt like minutes was actually an hour, they broke the hug and Mushk was about to get up when she made the mistake of looking into his eyes. They turned more black if possible, his eyes were filled with love and desire. Her breath stopped, seeing him leaning on her.

Caressing her collarbone, Irtaza inhales her scent and slowly inclines towards her. Holding her chin, he kept looking at her pink lips, a mole above her upper lip was severely distracting him.

He wanted to ravish her then and there, but knew better than that, sensing his hesitance, Mushk slowly brought her arms around his neck, tightening them, making him shocked at his wife's action. One look at her eyes and he knew she wanted it too.

Slowly leaning in, he places his lips on her mole, making her eyes flutter shut.

His lower lip touching her upper as he kissed her mole, moving downwards he finally did what he wanted too since an eternity.

His thin lips did wonders on her

plump

for hice, one touch was enough

for him to know that this was her

first kiss, though Zohan raped her, but he had never kissed her.

Delicately moving his lips on her, their lips move in sync. It was nothing like what all those books

and novels said. This was

something so pure, it was

indescribable. There was ramel.net

emotion present in everything. The way his fingers curled around her hair.

The way his lashes touched hers, or the way he gently pressed her soft chubby cheeks.

Irtaza kept his eyes half open,

sneaking a guilty peek at her evenet

time just to make sure

product of his imagination

t of his imagination et

His one hand moved towards her waist, squeezing it tightly made Mushk release a gasp and then a small moan.

Irtaza took this chance to merge his tongue with hers.

Her loud moan instigated him further, as his hands slowly moved towards the north when a knock broke their moment.

Mushk pulls back, completely flushed due to his ministrations.

Taking a deep breath, Irtaza again bends down to capture her lips when she stops him.

"Door...." Mushk whispers looking down, not able to look into his eyes.0000000