Livid Guardian's Endless Coddling

Noor gasped when Arsh caught her by surprise. She didn't protest his actions and closed her eyes, feeling her heart picking up speed.

His hand slipped behind her head, entangling with her soft silky hair. He intently kissed her soft, tempting lips giving much attention to both. Noor took a few seconds like every time before requiting his kiss, following his actions. 

She felt her back press on the soft mattress without leaving her attention from his lips that never failed to make her crave for them more. Her hands moved with their own mind and wrapped around his waist, unawarely closing the distance he had left to keep himself sane. 

Noor gasped, fluttering her eyes open when she felt his weight on her, pressed on the bed underneath him. Taking the chance, his slithery tongue seized her sweet mouth and sucked on her frozen tongue causing her to moan to slip out of her mouth, closing her eyes back. 

His tongue skillfully licked, wandered in her mouth as he wanted, playing and caressed her tongue. Her responsive kiss was like fuel fiercely thrown at the fire, blazing his desire to take over her sweetness, her soul, her body.

Only he knew how he always made sure she was comfortable next to him, he didn't cross the line she wasn't even thinking of. He never regretted the slow approach as she was faster than what he always expected. 

He wasn't a saint after all. The woman beneath him is the one he loves. Her soft little frame beneath him was threatening his rationality with each second. His body started to crave for hers when she was innocently following his lead.

His other hand that reached to touch her by instinct found its way to her waist. Noor shuddered when his finger grazed over her bare skin. She was wearing a crop top, high waist formal circular skirt, and a blazer as they were in a business conference from morning to evening. After coming home, she had got rid of the blazer. His touch gave her goosebumps causing her to tighten her arms and sucked his tongue harder inside her mouth.

Arsh groaned against her lips. Their kiss turned more intense as his fingers caressed her goose skin. Her body trembled at his touch and she didn't seem to be disliking it. Her restrained soft mewls were saying she was feeling good.

The tingling sensation from her breasts was making her press against his firm chest. Her hands moved on his back on their own. Arsh was itching to get rid of his shirt to feel her slender fingers, tracing his back, pressing and tugging his skin.

He let out a low growl at his thoughts kissing her there was no tomorrow. Noor was lightheaded soon, forgetting to even breathe. She gasped for air when he let go of her but to get attacked again. 

Her fingers tangled and clutched his hair and mewled when his lips traced her chin and pressed against his neck. He left a wet kiss that made her jolt. She suddenly cupped his face and pulled him up.

His soft breath was facing her lips while she panted. She flushed darker, the shade of red looking at him in the eyes. Arsh watched her moist eyes, staring at him while her finger was caressing his face without her knowledge. 

He asked to know if he did too much and she might be uncomfortable, "You don't like it?"

Noor quickly stole her gaze away, hearing his husky seductive voice. She was even more dark red as though all the blood had gushed out at her face. Liked? It excited something in her. She never felt it but when she could guess what she might be excited for. She didn't know why she pulled him to her face. Anyhow she wasn't going to say yes to him, she was too shy for that.

She asked to change the topic, "So is it a yes?" Her voice was barely audible.

She felt his lips on her cheek leaving a soft peck on them. She turned to him, taking away her hands when he sat up pulling her to sit. Her legs were down the bed, she still couldn't bring herself to uncurl her toes as her chest rose and fell, catching her breath and calming her heart.

He wasn't helping her out there. He sat facing her with one leg on the bed and another one down. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her near him. He was so close to her that she could feel his breath when his nose gently rubbed her cheek. His heartbeats were calming down like hers.

The tension was so sensual between them, she soon melted, leaning against his chest, closing her eyes with him. She held his arm that was around her while his arms occasionally tightened.

A few minutes passed when Arsh spoke, "No." He responded to her question.

He heard her whine in protest to his response, further burying herself in his arms and resting her head on his chest.

"Sleep on your decision." He suggested it to her as he caressed her head.

Noor opened her eyes and gave a feeble hum to hear him continue. 

"Speak with your family if your decision is unchanged." He added and saw her eyes sparkle. She nodded, hiding her smile. She was confident in her decision.

Arsh gave her a task at last, "Then find me at the Tea House."

Noor didn't bother to ask him why he was going to Tea house in the morning. She focused on her tasks. She sat up straight and accepted wholeheartedly, "Alright. I will be there."

Arsh was chuckling in amusement when she tried to pull him off the bed, "Go, go, go… I need to sleep and think a lot."

Arsh: "..."

He should be the one who has to be excited, but she was the one who was over-excited as if she was waiting for it for many years. It made him happy anyway. 

Arsh tugged her causing her to fall on him. He shifted her on the bed and pinned her down. He whispered in her ear, "You also need to think of the duties of a wife. I won't be so patient."

'Duties of a wife?' Noor tilted her head thinking what are the duties of her mother. She has to look after everyone. She was about to nod when she caught the playful eyes.

Her face flushed pink. Her voice came out like a whisper looking at him, "You will still be patient with me." She knew even if she wasn't ready after the wedding, he wouldn't force her. She had that too much trust in him. Probably more than herself.

Arsh had thought she would be scared and give it a thought but she… He kissed her forehead, "Good night, my girlfriend." It was probably the last time he was going to call it.

Noor cupped her burning cheeks as she wished him, "Good night.'

She saw him step out of the room and then she rolled on the bed like a little puffball, giggling to herself.

"Ahem"

Noor was shocked and sat up in a jerk. She saw him controlling his laughter at the door of the balcony. Embarrassed, she hurled a pillow at him and cried, "Go…"

She saw him jump off the balcony before she fell back on the bed and hugged a pillow.