Separation after love

Gulaab POV

I woke up from the deep sleep when I heard the light snoring travelling in my ear.

I lifted my gaze to realise that Sultan was sleeping beside me. His bicep below my head as the pillow and he was lying flat on his back.

I turned to face him.

He was lying half naked. His bulky chest was doing up and down with the intake of every breathe. The curves of his abs visible as the blanket lying below his abdomen. He shifted his face to me and I shivered.

He was still sleeping.

Unknowingly, I was staring at his godly body. My eyes raked to his face. His hair messed up and long lashes closed looking devilishly hot.

Suddenly, my eyes landed on his arm. It had the cut.

I instantly sat up to look closely. I stood up from the bed and searched for the medicine. I remembered that an attendee came up with a bowl. It was kept on the table.

I lifted it up in my hand and slowly walked towards him. Sitting beside him, I slowly applied it on his cut taking care not to wake him up.

I finished applying it and kept it back on the table.

It was already the early morning, I remembered that he told me about leaving to Hamid dynasty for some work.

I thought of cooking for him today.

I quickly guided to the Hammam to take the bath before starting my day.

I took the bath and came back to our chamber. He was still sleeping so I went to the dressing part without making any noise.

I entered there and walked to my dressing table. It had been a long time since I got ready like a queen. There was a different kind of smile on my face today. I was feeling even more beautiful. Whatever happened yesterday was enough to prove that he loved me so much. The way he called Rehman his son also made me feel proud of him.

Honestly, I never had anything in me for Zeenat Begum. Even she was the one who wanted this marriage to work out.

I changed into the maroon pair of attire. It was beautiful and had hints of silver beads at the edge. After changing into it. I wore my anklets and toe rings. I didn't ask for anyone's help as he was sleeping outside and I didn't want to disturb him.

I wore my bangles, rings and armlets after that. I chose to add the waist chain and nose ring after that.

Just then I tied the nose ring in my nose, my sight fell on the box of vermillion.

I took a pinch of it and filled it in the partition of my hairs. My heavy bun looked messy so I thought of combing and braiding my hairs.

Just then, I was about to pull the hair pin out, the door opened and I shivered.

I looked at Sultan through the mirror as he was raking his fingers through his hair.

His naked chest looked hot.

I turned slowly to look at him as he was approaching slowly closing the door behind him.

"You awake?"

My voice came out husky clearly affected with his tall, hot body.

His eyes staring me shamelessly from top to bottom. It created a knot in my stomach. Somehow, I knew what he had in his mind.

He nodded slowly stood tall against me.

He was looking at himself in the mirror and I chose to complete what I was doing.

I held earring and started wearing it.

Our eyes met through the mirror. My head could only reach his shoulder.

Slowly, he bent a little to kiss on my hair.

"When will you leave?"

I asked slowly.

"After court meeting,"

He informed and I nodded.

While I was focusing on wearing the earring carefully, his hand snaked my waist slowly. He leaned in closer to my ear and kissed.

"Don't you think you are wasting your time,"

I thinned my eyebrows.

"Why?"

He raked his eyes from top to down and held my gaze.

He nibbled my ear and my mouth parted with the effect. I was looking closely at his actions when he sucked on my spare earlobe.

My face tilted to side when he applied a little pressure on my earlobe closing his eyes.

My lashes forced closed and I moaned slowly.

"You don't have to waste time in getting ready when I am going to help you in stripping,"

I shivered and realised what just he said. It was yesterday when I saw him ripping the chest apart of a strong person.

My heart beats raced remembering how strong and beasty he was that time. What if he ever lose his control while doing it?

I sucked on my lips with this thought.

"Sultan,"

"Rafiq,"

He ordered.

My heart was beating insanely and knowing the level of his energy and I couldn't piss him off by calling him Sultan.

His lips slowly travelling to my nape and his one hand holding the side of my waist. While the other busy in playing with my neck.

He held my neck softly and leaned into my nape sucking hard.

"Don't you think you will get late,"

I reminded slowly.

"All you care is me getting late, don't you care how would I spend twenty days without you,"

He complaint and I smiled.

Slowly, he was guiding his lips towards the middle of my back making me slightly bent over the dressing table.

I felt his lips sucking the centre of my revealing back and then I felt something that made me push my hand against the table to balance.

His teeth biting me lightly, pulled the strings of my blouse.

I stood back straight and breathing heavily with the effect. My cheeks turned red that I could easily see through the mirror.

He was looking at me through the mirror when he rested his chin on my shoulder.

His hands touched mine and pulled the bangles out eagerly a little. The noise of bangles falling on floor echoed in the room.

He did the same with other but before he could take out the all bangles, his attention diverted to my nose ring. He took it out and threw it over the table.

Turning me slowly he snaked his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against mine.

I felt out of breathe. His dominance was breathtaking yet shaking me to the core.

His wide hands raking over my back made me leave a moan. He pushed me against the table and pressed his lips against my neck.

I moaned.

"Ahh, Rafiq,"

He intensified his suck over my lips that made me bit my lip with the effect.

Moving towards my neck, he wasnt giving me any chance to stable my uneven breathing.

He bit me and I shivered.

"Ouch,"

I could feel his smile against my skin.

He was slowly guiding his way towards my stomach.

"Your fragrance is hot,"

He breathed and sucked on my stomach. He placed countless soft kisses on my stomach that erupted almost a thousand butterflies in my tummy. My fingers raked in his hair as he was playing my small waist kissing here and there.

Slowly, while keeping me busy in the kisses, he sucked a little harshly and I arched my body moaning hard.

"Ahhhhh,"

Slowly, he moved his head back leaving me. I was panting hard and looked at him.

He sat on the small couch of dressing table resting his back against the rest. The couch didn't have any hand rest as it was made for getting ready.

His breathes was even and he met his eyes to me.

His eyes looking demanding, hot and devilish at the same time. Precisely, I wasn't able to figure out anything that moment.

Slowly, he held my and kissed my fingers. He pulled me closer slowly making me stand in front of him. His face tall upto my stomach.

He rested his face against my stomach, and I ran my finger through his hair softly.

He kissed my waist and I felt his fingers playing with the hem of my skirt.

Honestly, I felt my breathe getting insane and I blinked nervously. Even after doing it so many times, this was absolutely different. We were in the empire, it was morning and there was light in the room. He had never seen me in the brightness.

While my brain was struggling to figure out something, he pulled the string of my skirt low.

I sucked on my lips feeling timid. My toes rolled and I felt knots in my stomach.

He kissed my stomach and I felt his fingers feathering my thighs lightly and he straightened himself.

Standing like that in front of him made my cheeks hot and red as hell. And it make me wet out of timidness he lifted his gaze to meet mine.

I blinked and gulped nervously.

Slowly he untied his lower in front of me. My eyes almost enlarged with his strong move. I diverted my gaze and looked at the closed door.

I didn't know how we were supposed to do that.

While my brain was struggling to understand it, his hands touched my hands and pulled me closer.

He snaked his arm around my waist and my hands snaked his neck with the effect.

He made me sit over his thighs, in his lap and my heart went insane.

He looked into my eyes.

"What happened?"

He asked slowly.

I shook my head indicating 'nothing'.

He leaned in to kiss me softly.

"Are you scared?"

I shook my head slowly.

He kissed my ear and muttered slowly.

"Tell me to stop when you want to,"

I forced my lashes close as the feeling was out of the world.

Feathering my cheeks slowly, he asked.

"Okay?"

I nodded.

"Are we going to... To do it... Lik... Like it?"

I asked slowly in my uneven breathes.

He smiled and shook his head.

I didn't understand him.

I thinned my eyebrows when he kissed my cheek.

He moved his hand to my blouse and pulled the sleeves down removing it.

He sucked on his lips and muttered.

"You shouldn't have got ready early morning, Gulaab"

I smiled.

He moved his hands to my hair and pulled the hair pin out. My hair left open and held my neck and kissed me softly.

Slowly, he pulled me closer and held my hands.

I blinked when he took both of my hands to my back.

"I don't want you to dig your nails in my skin,"

He said and my heard started throbbing insanely with the hint of what he was about to do.

He took my duppata and tied my hands behind me looking into my eyes.

I was blushing hard.

"Tell me if you want me to stop,"

"Hnn?"

I nodded.

Sitting in his lap over a chair and tied was giving me different kind of feeling.

He cupped my neck softly and adjusted himself.

My lips parted and head falls backwards when I felt the slow and piercing pain.

"Ahhh,"

I moaned as he slowly guided himself in completely.

OHH MYY GODD

My eyes shut closed and toes rolled that could hardly touch the floor. He held my thigh tightly and groaned loudly filing me in.

The noise of my anklet echoed in the room with the every moment. He forgot to took them off.

The feeling was unexpected and indescribable.

He hugged me with one hand and held my neck with other.

I couldn't stop moaning as it was different and the most pleasuring one. Every movement was slow and breathtaking as if was aware how to keep me on the verge of sensations.

"Rafiq,"

I moaned every forth and then. My heart was beating insanely, madly. My body was bouncing on his directions slowly.

He groaned.

"Gulaab,"

My name from his mouth felt heaven. The pace was slow but deadly, my stomach was streching every forth and then and I lost the count of how many times I felt the heaven.

His hold around my waist tightened and I opened my eyes to look at his tensed face. His eyebrows thinned struggling for it.

He guided his hand in my hair as he held them lightly and pulled my head backwards.

I went insane.

My thighs started hurting with the position and cheeks turned red. But I was still shamelessly taking what my husband had to give.

The divine pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh,"

I moaned louder.

Suddenly, he untied my hands and I quickly snaked his neck. Lifting me up in his arms he took me out to the bed.

The separation made me feel insane as he pushed me down on the bed. He lied over me settling himself again.

My nails digged into his skin as he increase his pace.

I moaned insanely as my heart was ready to come out any moment.

Finally, he filled me with his warmness and I lied back tired and closed my eyes muttering slowly.

"I will miss you so freaking much,"

I didn't know how desperate and shameless my words sound. I never thought myself to be this bold.

Lying naked under him, he kissed my cheek and muttered.

"Not more than me,"

He lied beside me panting hard and said.

"That was amazing, you are spoiling me,"

I chuckled in my uneven breathes.

He brought up the blanket over us and hugged me.

We both calmed down after a heavy and mesmerizing session.

"You know, I got ready to cook for you,"

I complaint.

He held my neck and kissed me.

"Who told you to leave the bed without my permission,"

"What if I do so?"

"You will be punished harder and harder each time,"

He answered and knot formed in my stomach.

"I would love to be punished,"

He chuckled and muttered.

"My Begum getting wild,"

I smiled.

Melting in each other arms we both fell to sleep.

I woke up when I heard a little choas around.

I raked my hand around and realised that he woke up.

I quickly sat up as it was late morning.

I looked around and couldn't see him around. I hope he hasn't went yet.

I wrapped the blanket around and ran to the dressing part.

Just then I entered my sight fell on him as he had taken the bath and getting ready. He wore his brown kurta and chuckled looking at me.

I walked to him and complaint.

"I thought you left,"

"Really?"

He smiled.

I quickly changed into the fresh pair of clothes while went out to do something.

I left all my jewellery as he was running late.

I placed my veil over the head and out of the room.

I asked Nagma to bring his food here.

I took care of his trip like packing and all when he was busy eating.

"They will do,"

He informed.

"It's okay,"

I assured.

I finished all the work and finally it was the time of his departure. He went to meet Zeenat Begum while I waited in my chamber to meet him.

He came back to me and hugged me tight.

"Take good care of you,"

"You too, I will miss you,"

He kissed on my forehead and feathered my cheek saying.

"I will come back soon,"

I nodded.

I walked with him to the main door. He bid goodbyes to everyone. I didn't know but seeing him going away was making me feel sad. I was literally going to miss him hard.

I went back inside to start my day. After having my breakfast, I went to meet Zeenat Begum.

We both talked and played with the baby.

She was looking happy.

"Zeenat Begum, can I ask you something?"

I asked catching her attention.

She lifted her gaze and said.

"Why not?"

"Umm, I mean you must miss him a lot naa?"

Her face changed a little and she smiled.

"I don't miss him. Why would I miss him when he is always around me,"

"Means,"

"Means, look around. You know Haider and I have a lot of memories together. I never forget him so there is no chance of missing him,"

She smiled.

"You know Gulaab, over the period of time you realise that love isn't just about being together it's about being nourished with his memories. Being happy in the faded presence of him. The lust, desires would fade away one day but this feeling. This feeling of feeling him around all the time never fades away. It's like I could still smell him, I could still feel him, I don't miss him,"

I smiled and realised that her love to Bhaijaan was the purest of all.

We talked to some time and then I came back to my chamber.

Suddenly, Nagma came running to me and smiling hard.

"Begum, Ibrahim Sultan has sent a letter to Sultan,"

"His letter?"

I asked.

She handed me over letter and jumped with joy.

"Maybe he is arriving with his newlywed wife,"

My eyes enlarged with joy and I immediately opened the letter.

But my face turned from smile to immense shock and pain when I read the letter. Tears rolled down my eyes.

He cheated on me. I couldn't believe it.

I fell to my knees reading the letter.