Free Web NovelChapter 208: Do You Want Kids?
Skyla paused for a second at his question and found confusion coating his face too. His hands never paused though and with every movement Skyla could sense tiredness leaving them.
"Because it’s not your place. Your place is in my heart," she muttered, feeling the heat simmering in her face. It wasn’t easy to say these words for her.
Zyair halted his hands, they slowly slid up her thighs and in one fluid movement he grabbed them and pulled her.
"Ah!" Skyla jerked forward and he caught her in his brawny arms. She was now straddling him with her face a few centimeters from his. Their eyes collided and all she could see in his was, herself.
"I thought I was in every part of you, Sky. Your feet too. All of you are mine and all of you are precious. Don’t stop me from touching you, please." His words were so desperate, uttered with so much love that Skyla didn’t have a heart to say no to him.
She lovingly pressed his face between her hands.
"I won’t ever, it just makes me apprehensive."
"It shouldn’t, I don’t discriminate with any part. All right, maybe I like a few of them a tiny bit more. But I want to touch and love all of you equally." He wiggled his eyebrows at her in mischief.
This made Skyla slyly giggle, she knew exactly which parts he liked more.
"I know." Their noses touched.
"There is one more request I want to make of you. Can you listen to me without getting angry?" His arms shackled her to him so she wouldn’t escape.
"I can do that," Skyla answered, slightly on the edge. She knew he would offer her something grand and it was difficult to refuse him especially when he asked so nicely and made puppy faces at her.
"I want you to keep the credit card I offered before. This I have gotten issued especially for you so you can manage the expenses of our home and other purchases you will have to make on my pretext."
He lovingly gazed at her, making puppy eyes as she had expected, so she wouldn’t refuse him. Skyla so wanted to roll her eyes at him, he had a knack to get his way by acting cute and she couldn’t seem to resist his charms.
"Zyair! I am already getting substantial pay from you. Which is way above my job description. And now you want to give me extra money. How is that fair?" She huffed, trying to inculcate a slight sternness in her voice.
"That pay is worth everything you do. Actually it’s less, I need to give you a raise. It’s for your personal use only. I want you to buy yourself fancy dresses, shoes, jewellery, action figures. Whatever you like with it. For the household expenses I want you to accept the credit card I offered. Of course I am not advising you shouldn’t spend your money on gifts or things you buy for your close ones including me. But you shouldn’t have to bear the expenses alone. This is our life and we are one now, you and me. So we will do everything together."
Tips of his fingers brushed her spine, in an effort to keep her calm so she could make this decision.
It was all new for her. Him giving her this much money and freedom for taking care of their house and turning it into a home, their home. Doran had always made it abundantly clear that it was his house and she was never given a single penny for household expenses. He liked to control her every action. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
In contrast, with Zyair it was so different, he offered her freedom, he let her make decisions and they were partners in life choices. This man had issued a separate credit card for her. Knowing him she knew the card would not have a limit to it even. She could spend as much as she would like and he would never even ask her.
How this man never failed to make her an emotional mess but in a good way.
"Only together with you then." She choked on her words, tears welled up in her minty eyes. Zyair’s face instantly fell seeing she was about to cry. Her body rocked with small tremors as her eyes lowered.
"No tears, please." He pressed his thirsty lips on her left eye and sucked up the salty water which was threatening to fall. He gradually repeated the same process on her other eye. Drinking away her emotions, making them his own.
He then wrapped her legs around his tapered waist and got up, his hands squeezing her plump butt as Zyair said.
"Let me put you to sleep, you are exhausted." Skyla hugged his neck and pressed her lips to his with a nod, kissing him softly.
He took her to his bed, their bed now and both of them snuggled while their lips devoured each other, never taking a break. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
They only let go when Skyla couldn’t breathe anymore. He pulled her into him, letting her catch her breath. She was panting.
"I can never get enough of your lips, their softness turns me on like nothing else. I can kiss them all night long," he rasped, tip of his thumb brushing her lower lip.
"Yeah! They will be swollen and puffy in the morning and everyone will know what we have been up to," she shyly giggled and he guffawed in return.
"Okay, okay. Let me change and I will return to you." Zyair pressed a small kiss on her head and got up. Skyla watched him with lovesick eyes as he grabbed his night trousers and disappeared in the bathroom.
Getting up she also removed her clothes and grabbed his shirt from their cupboard and put it on. She threw all her clothes on the single sofa and climbed back into bed, not bothering to hang or fold them.
Zyair exited the bathroom in his grey night trousers and his gaze fell on her clothes. Instantly, his feet shifted towards them, picking them up one by one he began to fold.
"Zyair, leave them. Come to bed, I will sort them in the morning," Skyla called out to him. She was messier as compared to him. Their upbringing has been so different. While she had tons of servants he managed everything on his own.
"It will just take a minute, my love. I am coming." He neatly folded all of her clothes and placed them in a single pile. With a very satisfied smile he returned to her in the bed while she slowly laughed.
"You can’t help yourself, can you? Sorry I am messy, I apologise."
"Everyone is different, Sky and I like you are messy and not a neat freak. It shows you are carefree and free spirited and that’s what I love about you." Zyair’s face had this relaxed and loving look about it as she snuggled close to him and let herself bask in his scent of the oceanic goodness.
"Not everyone accepts you the way you are," she murmured against the heated skin of his chest, pressing her lips to it.
"I know, my lovely girl."
"But you, despite everything, are so understanding and the way you handle kids. Cheryl has such a healthy relationship with you, she trusts and admires you. I loved that. You like kids?"
Zyair’s lips spread in a smile that made his face brighten up.
"Yes, she is adorable. She used to come and sit in my lap when she was younger but her mom is strict and must have told her that I don’t like physical interaction. She keeps a slight distance now. But, yes I love that kid. She is sassy and talented and I would always protect her. Kids should never be harmed."
Zyair pressed his lips in Skyla’s open silky locks but she could sense the hint of sadness in his voice. There should have been someone to protect him as well.
"I am so happy to learn that you like kids. I wasn’t sure," Skyla answered, her fingers traced the bulging veins in his arm. The effect was so soothing for him.
"I love kids and most importantly I wish to protect them from this evil world. Both of us are broken and no way perfect people because of our past traumas and I am not sure if you want them kids. But if you ever wish to someday I do passionately desire to have a kid of my own," he expectantly whispered in her hair and she abruptly lifted her head to gaze into his warm eyes.
He was watching her with a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips but his eyes held apprehensions. His heart prepared itself in case she said no. And then her lips moved.
"There is nothing I would love more than to have a baby with you, Zyair."
