Suicidal Lover

So he looked at me, in all professional way and sort. I got confused. We were in each other's lap the night before. How can he just be so cold to me in the morning?

I gave him a confused look and as he closed the door to his room, he made me sit on the white couch of his office.

"Haya. Sit".

"Adeel.. ?" My eyes were confused but my voice was confident.

He put his hands over my shoulder, caging me in them. All I could feel was his expensive perfume and his closeness.

"Since the day I've met you, I'm in your trance. I can't keep you out of my mind. You make me weak, Haya. I know.. I'm the CEO of this office. But for you, I'm the same Adi who held you all night. Who brushed your hair with my fingers. Who kissed your forehead unstoppably."

My eyes met his and I knew I was.. falling for him again..

I had to be as rigid as I could. So he could pursue me. He could chase me. Even harder.

I tried to get up from the couch but his soft fingers rubbed against my neck.

He put my hair aside and his fingers leaned all over my neck..

"I.. "

I wanted to say something but his finger touched the top of my lip, and I forgot what I was about to say.

"Say it" His breath fanned against my skin.

His hot breath sent shivers through my body.

I closed my eyes, unable to look at him anymore.

I felt his hand move back down from my face, and he took hold of my chin.

"Say it"

I opened my eyes and glared at him.

He smiled and let go of my chin.

"That night... When we first kissed..." His lips moved closer to mine "...that kiss... Was it you, Haya?"

"Yes" The word came out in a whisper. I was afraid he might hear me. Afraid that he would laugh at me for being such an idiot. Afraid that if he caught me now, he'll stop loving me forever.

But I didn't care. At least not about that. What mattered is the truth and nothing else.

He caressed my cheek and then leaned in and kissed me. It started sweet and gentle like our first kiss but ended hard, almost as if he'd been waiting for this moment.

The kiss turned into something more. Something deep, passionate.

He pushed me back onto the sofa and ran his hands down my torso, his touch causing little sparks.

I moaned in pleasure and his fingers brushed against my thighs.

He removed my pants and my panties slowly. He looked at me, his eyes filled with desire.

Then he pulled the shirt off. My breasts were free in front of him. I gasped when he cupped one of my breasts in his big palm. He started massaging my breast. I arched my back slightly and his fingers slid inside me.

It wasn't until I saw the glint of his teeth when I realized exactly what he was going to do.

"Adeel...."

He bit my breast gently while his hand kept massaging it. Then he lowered himself between my legs and licked my folds.

I screamed. The sound echoed in the room, I couldn't help myself.

Suddenly my whole body tensed, everything froze. I couldn't even breathe properly. The only thing that registered in my mind was 'Oh God, he's gonna penetrate me.'

When I opened my eyes, Adeel had gotten off of me. He was looking at me.

"Are you alright? I thought I heard you screaming... And I heard your breathing quicken when I kissed you.. That sounds pretty painful. Do you want me to stop?"

I nodded, still unable to say anything. I felt embarrassed that I actually cried like that.

He climbed back on the sofa and hugged me.

"What happened? Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, still shocked.

"Did I do something wrong, Haya?"