Free Web NovelChapter 200: His Silent Care
They reached Zyair’s apartment soon. Kail had already called his guards who had taken their positions and done a sweep of the area.
"All clear!" They informed him on the phone. So Kail got down and opened the door for Skyla and Zyair.
"Stay vigilant, I don’t want anyone lurking nearby," Zyair instructed while straightening his wrinkle-free shirt.
"We will, Sir. Don’t worry," they assured him as Zyair led Skyla towards the apartment. Unlocking the door, they entered his apartment and this time around, Skyla saw it in a different light. He had taken extra care to decorate his place. Their place now.
Although everything was very neatly arranged he had kept the furniture and decorations of very high quality which revealed his aesthetic sense.
"It will need your touch now," he announced while hanging the keys on the anime-themed key holder.
Zyair went on to check if all the windows were securely locked and all curtains were drawn before taking off his mask and hanging it too.
"I don’t want to make too many changes." Skyla placed her bag on the table in their living room. She didn’t want him to think she was taking over the place.
Zyair took off his shoes and placed them precisely in his shoe rack.
"It’s our place now. I would love to see you bring change to it." He commented while carrying the pizza to the kitchen. Skyla lazily sat down on the comfy sofa and leaned on it, her head lifted slightly.
What if he disliked the change? He had been living alone for so long and when people live like that they become accustomed to their place and settings. She didn’t wish to overstep his boundaries.
Knowing him she knew he would never negate anything she would do. He was always extra careful when it concerned her, she didn’t want to take advantage of that fact.
"Freshen up, Sky. I will bring out the food after changing," he called her out from the kitchen and she left her seat amidst turbulent thoughts.
Proceeding to the room she had previously stayed in she opened the cupboard to grab one of his shirts he had left in the cupboard for her.
But Skyla was left stunned for a second. It had been filled with tons of dresses, shirts, jeans, skirts, blouses, bags and so many other accessories. It showed he had been waiting for her to come live with him.
A broad smile was quick to grace her lips. She took his white shirt out and made a mental note to thank him later for the stuff.
Skyla kicked off her shoes, changed her office attire and freshened up. His shirt as usual fell to her knees so she didn’t bother with a pair of trousers this time around and removed her bra as well. She only wore his shirt and panties.
Taking out her scented moisturiser which smelled of chocolate and cherries she took her time coating her body with it. Skyla observed that the vanity mirror was also filled with all kinds of perfumes, creams and other skincare. He had stockpiled everything for her.
Her heart brimmed with love for this man who always knew how to take care of her.
She exited the room and went to the kitchen. Zyair was still in his room, changing. So Skyla plated the pizza, slightly microwaved it and brought it outside along with drink cans, fries and ketchup. She arranged everything and sat waiting for him before he emerged from the room.
He had on a simple red v-neck which strained against his muscles along with loose black sweats. His hair were tousled and wet from the bath he had taken. That gorgeous face of his was indeed a sight for her sore eyes.
She took him in without blinking with her face perched on her hand and her elbow resting on the armrest of the sofa. Her heart skipped beat after beat at his virile masculinity.
"Like what you see, sweetheart?" He paused in his step and mischievously blinked. His bow shaped lips lopsided.
"Very much." She shyly smiled and his gaze fell on the table. She had arranged the food.
"Hey! I said I would bring everything out. You shouldn’t have tired yourself." Moving on his sturdy legs he joined her on the sofa. Spreading open his arm he invited her and she scooted right into his heartwarming embrace. His rich oceanic scent swirled all around her making her forget all the tiredness.
"It’s ok, I was free and you have been working so hard lately. You must be more tired than I am." Skyla leaned closer to the table and picked up the plate, handing it to him.
"You are always so thoughtful. Come, let’s eat." Zyair thankfully took it from her. His heart eased and brimmed with the satisfaction this girl brought him.
"So are you, I saw you have filled the room with clothes and stuff. Thank you, I appreciate it, Zyair," she leaned against him and brought his hand to her lips to kiss it, showing her gratitude.
"You deserve the best of everything. This is just some of the stuff, but whatever you need now."
They both began to eat with Skyla offering him small bites every now and then which he gladly took. Kissing her fingers every time.
"Do you like the food? Sorry I didn’t cook for you but I promise tomorrow we will do proper groceries and then make our food." Zyair had finished eating so he placed the plate back on the table.
Skyla was leaning on his shoulder and was savouring her pizza slowly. She always ate with nimble bites like a small bird. Zyair watched her with a satisfied smile.
"It’s yummy and we will do the cooking together. I am not going to burden you with that," Skyla answered before biting into her pizza slice.
"I don’t mind but dessert will be on you, my girl makes the best sweet goodies in the world." His arm entwined her waist while his lips rested in her vermilion locks, slowly kissing her. His other hand slowly rubbed her bare leg which she had sprawled on the sofa.
"Stop flattering me. You will still get your sweets without it too." She bumped her head with his rugged bicep, making him hilariously laugh.
He picked up the drink can and took a sip. Today he was breaking his rules and eating junk food with her. Anything to make her happy, from tomorrow onwards they will dive into a healthy routine.
"It’s the truth, not flattery. The taste of your hands is unique. No one makes better chocolate chip cookies than my Lilyl."
Skyla tilted her head up so she could take a peek at his handsome face, a permanent smile was etched on it, directed at her.
"You mean it?" She asked, reaching out and touching the tip of his nose. free𝑤ebnovel.com
"I do." Zyair captured her hand and bringing his lips closer placed a small tender kiss on her wrist, where her pulsating veins lay. The touch so surreal that it coursed through her like liquid fire and ignited their desire to have more.
She wanted more so placing the last piece of pizza in her mouth, she returned the plate to the table and grabbed her drink can before turning. Skyla swiftly climbed over him and straddled him with her bare legs, his shirt hitched up removing more of her milky thighs to him.
His dexterous hand was quick to grab her small waist while his other rested on her thigh, hitching the shirt up even further. Her arms looped around his head. He watched her with lust descending in his blue oceans and swirling into rapturous desires.
Her heartbeat tripled, his hot skin burnt her everywhere he touched.
"I am thirsty, open your mouth," she commanded and he obeyed with a knowing smirk. As soon as his mouth opened, Skyla slowly tipped the can so the green minty drink spilt out and filled his mouth until it was brimming. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"Sate me," she sensually said and leaned closer, covering his full lips with her crimson ones. Zyair’s hand crawled up to the back of her head and he slowly tilted her back.
With slow sensual movement of his lips, Zyair shared the drink with her. Their warm juices of the mouth and drink mingled. Skyla couldn’t help but whimper in his hold as he slowly tipped her back even further and drop by drop fed her until all of it was gone. Only the feel of their lips and their wet tongues remained.
He took the can from her hand and placed it back on the table. Without breaking the kiss, he wrapped her legs around his waist and stood up with her safely tucked in his strong arms.
She had started this and he would end it on his bed under the tangled sheets. There was so much he had thought about and he would worship and fill her body all night long but slowly and sensually.
