55. Promise
Asahd’s POV:
That night, I returned to the apartment and greeted Djafar. When I saw Saïda seated close to him, my heart skipped a beat.
’She’s gorgeous.′
She was casually manipulating her phone and when I greeted her, she looked up at me and smiled a little.
“Hellooo. How was your day?” she asked casually.
“Not bad, not bad.”
“Alright. Lemme warm the food then while you shower.”
“Alright.”
I then retired to my room to go change and shower.
Immediately I was done and stepped out of my room, I went to join Saïda who was now putting food in the plates. I approached her.
“Hey...”
She turned and I immediately hugged her tight. She hugged me back, slowly rubbing my back like she always did. My heart was beating fast against her chest and I could also feel hers.
We cuddled for a while and I kissed her neck before we slowly parted.
“Seems you missed me,” she mused with pink cheeks and went back to what she was doing.
“You know I did.”
She smiled shyly and reddened again.
“Yesterday- yesterday was-” she started, uncomfortably clearing her throat. I knew what she wanted to say but I also knew it was hard for her to admit it openly.
“Great? sensual? Passionate?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her from behind. “Cuz to me it was amazing.”
I lowered my head trailed soft kisses along the side of her neck. I could feel the goosebumps that had covered her soft arms.
“It was, right?” I asked softly, holding her tighter. I actually heard her swallow. “I proved to you, what you do to me, Saïda. I came so hard just by humping you.”
Her breathing had changed a little and I knew I’d affected her.
“I want you, Saïda. I really do. Please, be with me.”
Slowly, she got out of my grip and with a flushed face and slightly heaving chest, she said:
“I’m with Noure. You’re with Allison.”
“But we want each other and you know it.”
She was silent, confirming my statement.
“I promise you one thing,” I pulled her to me again till her chest hit mine. “I’ll make you completely mine.”
“Don’t be so sure,” she muttered, her eyes dropping to my lips.
“Your mouth says one thing but your heart and body say another,” I lowered my head and pecked her on the lips. She slowly bit her bottom lip immediately I’d done so, making me swallow and want to kiss her till she lost her breath.
“You read my heart and body now?” she asked casually, her eyes still on my lips.
“Aren’t they obvious, sweetheart?”
“Kind of,” she raised her hand and trailed her soft thumb over my lip. “I’m in conflict with myself every single time I see you. I hate myself for what I’m becoming. But at the same time, I like everything, Asahd. Tell me what you’ve done to me," she muttered, staring into my eyes now like she could read my mind.
“Tell me what you’ve done to me instead, Saïda. You consume my thoughts endlessly.”
“Perfect then, we’re in the same pot. A pit it will be hard to get out of,” her expression saddened a little. “Why are you doing this to me? Why don’t you let me be, Asahd.”
“I tried. I can’t.”
“Try again, please. Make me learn to resist you.”
“It’s too late, Saïda,” I whispered and then kissed her. Slowly and passionately, taking my time and deriving that same satisfaction she procured to me every single time.
She moaned lowly and her soft hands gripped my face as she kissed me back with the same intensity.
′Oh Saïda, I have to make you mine, completely mine. Even if it means seducing you till the very end. I will.′
“You made me feel something I’d never felt before, last night,” she murmured against my lips. “Why did I let you do it? Everything’s even more messed up because I can’t get enough of you now. I’ve never been so confused and helpless, before,” she complained, resting her forehead against mine.
“That was my first aim,” I smiled against her lips, kissing her some more.
“So there’s another?” she muttered.
“Yes. Make you mine and completely mine. Whether you love Noure or not.”
I kissed her deeper and she moaned softly and lowly while I caressed her. I loved the feel of her soft, smooth body in my arms. Her sweet smell and fragility. I just wanted to care for her, give her the world if possible.
We finally parted and she looked at me briefly, her pink lips were kiss swollen, before turning back to the plates.
“I’m in the living room.”
“Okay.”
The next day was a public holiday and so we had no work. Everything went fine in the morning.
In the afternoon, I was on my phone in my room when Saïda walked in. She smiled a little and I smiled back. She sat on the edge of my bed and I immediately sat up and softly kissed her cheek.
“You okay?” I asked and she nodded.
“Yeah, I’m bored. Wanna go drive around town?” she asked.
“Alright sweetheart.”
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We told Djafar goodbye and left the apartment. I’d succeeded in getting my car doors repaired by a cousin of Alex who was quite good at car stuff and was willing to help for free. So, no need to enter through the window anymore.
′Thank goodness.′
We got into the car once outside, and drove off. We went exploring the city and I even stopped by a fast food to get us something to eat. Our afternoon was going great.
While we drove through streets, Saïda spotted this quiet place like some wall or balcony with a great view of part of the city, on the other side.
We stepped out of the car and went to sit on it. We sat very close to each other. I was on my side and facing her, my arm over her shoulders while she put her left leg over mine.
“Beautiful view, right?” she said softly.
“Yeah,” I said, finally taking my eyes off her pretty face and staring at the city.
“No rules here. No forced tradition,” she muttered and looked at me. “I’m not gonna lie, I’ve said it before, Asahd. Though it’s unbelievable to realise that I’m actually letting it all happen.”
“Us?” I asked, slowly rubbing her shoulder.
She reddened and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. It started to get windy and she’d left her coat in the car. I removed my jacket and covered her with it.
“Thank you,” she smiled at me.
“Don’t mention.”
She stared at me and her eyes dropped to my mouth.
“I’m so curious, you know. I hate that fact,” she turned a little to face me. “Yet I love the things I’m discovering. About my own body. The things you make me feel.”
′I’m not done yet.′
“I want to make you feel even better things, Saïda,” I rubbed her cheek and leaned closer, “Just let me.”
I kissed her and I felt her melt in my arms like she always did.
“I’m not done with you yet,” I whispered against her lips. “I’ll taste every part of you, Saïda.”
A low gasp escaped her lips.
“Every single part of you, my tongue will explore. I promise.”
I heard her breathing change.
“I- I won’t let you,” she stammered breathlessly.
I smiled, my lips brushing against hers.
“We’ll see about that,” I licked her bottom lip with the tip of my tongue. “We’ll see.”
I slowly brushed my lips against hers.
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