Page 1 of Dream You
Prologue
Khwaab
He sat on a chair in our balcony, not looking at the world outside, but his whole attention was on me cocooned comfortably in his lap.
With his arm wrapped around my waist and face lost in my open hairs, he was busy placing soft kisses on the side of my neck.
I tried to concentrate on my reading, but in between his kisses, he would blow behind my ear, making a shiver run down my spine. His hand on my back slowly made its way down and inside my top, caressing my skin. While his lips trailed kisses over my throat and jaw. His touch felt warm on my skin, setting it on fire.
I had coffee in one hand, but my grip was getting unsteady, as every now and then he kept stealing sips from my mug, bringing the delicious torture of his lips down to my collarbone.
Somehow finding a voice in my breathless state, I tried to tease him,
"It’s my coffee you stole!"
"What can I say; it’s my favourite flavour and I'am going to consume it whole...!" He grinned mischievously.
"But it’s too hot."
"Just the way I like it."
I felt him smirk on my skin.
As he kissed his way down, the top slid further with his lips exposing my cleavage. He rubbed his mouth along the edge of my top’s neckline, thus kissing my cleavage and still not kissing it, making me go restless in anticipation.
Thud of the book falling down my lap, made him stop and glance. That’s when he noticed, that while my one hand held the coffee mug, the other held one of my sleeve’s all along.
"Why is your hand pressed on that sleeve?" He groaned.
"The cloth has shrunk or something after the wash. The sleeve keeps falling off." I muttered rolling my eyes.
His baby blues got a glint hearing that and he covered my hand with his, pushing the sleeve down...kissing my bare shoulder passionately, as if making love to it. I used my now free hand to graze through his hairs, digging his head more in to myself.
Finally he moved to capture my lips. And we kissed each other long and deep...The kiss we had both been starving for.
Suddenly the alarm blared, jerking me awake. I sat up with a shriek realizing my sweaty state and strewn sheets.
"Why did I dream this way about him?” I asked myself fearfully.
What is happening to me?! I saw such a steamy dream about HIM!
Oh no! I'am in so much trouble...
