Hired To Be Mine

Chapter 18

Salim tugged her hand, not too gently, as the limo came to a halt. The city was still bustling with traffic and Wahid was reading a fat book, when he suddenly heard Salim walk in.

"Salamalekum bhaijaan", he said with a huge grin as soon as he saw Salim. "dekhiye toh.. I mean, see, I got an A on my English test. I pass, bhaijaan. I pass", he said and hugged Salim who was still holding onto Nicole's hand.

"I pass nahi Wahid! You should say, I passed", he corrected the young man with a tight smile.

"Oh. I passed. Okay bhaijaan", Wahid gave Salim a sheepish smile. His eyes widened when he saw Nicole standing behind Wahid, "Oh! Good evening miss", he bowed a little and gave her a dimpled smile.

"bhabhi hai teri", Salim smirked, pulling her closer by her waist. Nicole blushed, though she didn't understand what he said, she could guess based on the arrogant smirk on his face.

Wahid's mouth formed into a cute 'o' and Nicole blushed even more. "See you later Wahid", Salim said pulling her towards the elevator by her waist. Luckily the elevator was empty and Salim didn't waste a second of it.

He attacked her lips as soon as he put his code in and the elevator doors closed. Nicole's arms wound around his neck and got tangled in his hair. He squeezed her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to his body. Her breasts were flat against his chest and his groin pressed into hers suggestively. "I can't wait", he murmured against her lips when they parted for breath and trailed hot wet kisses along her jaw.

The elevator doors opened with a zing and they stumbled into his house as a tangled mess. Salim had no clue how he managed to put in the password correctly or open the door for that matter. He grabbed her by the hips and whispered a command "Jump", and she complied. Her legs entwined around hi waist as she showered kisses all over his jaw, cheek and forehead. Salim carefully guided them to the bedroom and lowered them onto the bed.

Nicole was panting. She never felt so wanton in her life. Not in the past three and a half years of celibate life either. But now she wanted Salim, no, she needed him. His warmth was what she craved.

"Nicole", his voice hoarse with desire teased her ear lobe and she moaned in response. Was it the wine that she drank in the party? She didn't know and neither did she care. All she wanted was him, buried deep inside her.

"Salim!" she whispered back, her breaths coming out as short pants, "I can't.. I...", no matter how wanton she felt, she couldn't get the words out. Suddenly she felt warmth creeping onto her face and she didn't need to mirror to know that she was blushing a deep red.

"What is it baby?" he asked, nuzzling her neck, nibbling biting, leaving his claim on her.

"I..", she stuttered as the new feeling evoke within her because of this man, playing with her body

"Hmm", Salim hummed against her warm skin, slipping her shoulder straps gently by kissing every inch of the exposed skin.

"I want you", she whispered so low that it was inaudible but Salim heard her alright,

"Your wish is my command", he muttered and in an instant she was naked. Her dressed ripped into shred literally and her lingerie drenched. Salim got up from the bed, making Nicole shiver in the sudden coldness.

But he didn't take long before discarding all his clothes except his boxers. He covered her body with his and let his hands discover her body all over again. "Salim", she whispered making him groan in approval.

His lips sought hers in a searing kiss before moving south, kissing her jaw and cheeks. All the while his hands massaged her breasts, tweaking the pink buds teasingly. He dipped his head into the hollow of her throat, feathering kisses all over to her shoulder blade where he found her pulse. She moaned his name loudly, clutching his head in a tight grip.

He smirked in victory, against her skin as he tasted the sensitive spot he just discovered. He made sure to leave a mark there as well, before moving to the beautiful mounds which were screaming for his attention.

Nicole was breathless by the time Salim reached her breasts. He was devouring her, inch by inch and she loved it. But she was growing restless with each passing second. The wetness between her legs making her groan with want and desire.

Salim's lips swallowed her left breast, as his teeth grazed against the sensitive bud. His hand kneaded the other breast, while his knees parted hers. She willingly spread her legs wider, welcoming his length and warmth.

"I.... can't..", she muttered as tears pooled in her eyes at the building sensations.

"Shh baby", he whispered against her ears, kissing her eyes which were shut tightly. A whimper escaped her lips and Salim decided it was time.

He dipped his head low towards her stomach and all the way to her navel, leaving a trail of hot wet kisses. He nuzzled his nose on the inside of her thigh, inhaling her intoxicating scent. A proud feeling filled his heart as he felt the slick wetness pooled in between her legs. He let a groan of approval, before tearing off her panties with his teeth.

"Salim now", she moaned in frustration, unable to bear the building pleasure anymore. She needed release and that too now.

"Yeah baby. Now", he muttered as he lifted himself up and discarded his boxers. He positioned himself at her entrance and entered her in a one swift motion.

A loud gasp escaped her lips as her core consumed his length. She couldn't breathe as air clogged in her throat. She gulped it down with difficulty and exhaled as he pulled himself out.

Salim was not even fully in and he knew he had to go slow, and let Nicole get adjusted to his length. But he was hard as a rod and was on the verge of exploding. He slowly sank into her warmth once again, until he was fully in.

Her heard her breath hitch. "Breath baby, just breathe", he whispered into her ear as their chests heaved together. He pulled back slowly and entered once again, "God! Nicole! You are tight", his voice was hoarse,

"Don't stop yourself, let go", Nicole whispered when she found her voice back. Salim groaned shaking his head and pushed into her warmth once again.

"Salim", Nicole whispered as she neared to her climax. His chest heaved against hers, as light tendrils on his chest teased her n****e. She bit her lip to stop the scream of pleasure which threatened to spill at the sensations Salim created in her.

"Sa-", she stuttered his name, when he gave a last harder thrust into her warmth when she exploded with a gasp. Her walls tightened around his member and he found himself exploding into her warmth.

He fell limp against her body, crushing her under his weight and buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent. He kissed her neck, against her pulse and turned over pulling her over his chest.

"I love you", he whispered into her ear, stroking her hair. He felt her stiffen against his body which made his sigh. "This isn't an after s*x declaration or anything. I love you and wanted to tell you since long time, but..", Anya came. He didn't finish the sentence, because he didn't want to mention another woman while he was with her in bed.

"Anyway, you don't have to say anything. I know we promised to take things slow and I am willing to wait", he said kissing her temple.

A lone tear escaped her eye, "Hey", Salim lifted her chin up to look into her eyes. She gave him a reassuring smile and kissed his chest where his heart was beating a frenzy.

"Thanks for everything", she whispered as she lay there on his chest. Salim pulled the blanket over them and switched the light off.

"Good night", he whispered into her ear and she smiled.

Indeed the night was really good. What started as hot and needy, turned into something slow and sexy. She cherished each and every moment of it and regretted none. Salim did make love to her. He worshiped her body with his sensual touches and kisses. She blushed when she heard Salim's slight snore from above her.

She chuckled lightly at his cute sleeping face, his nose flaring with each snore and his lips parted slightly. She tipped his jaw close but it opened again, making her chuckle softly.

She wanted to tell him that she loved him too, but some fear which still lingered in the back of her mind stopped her from expressing her feelings. What was she afraid of after all? This man, whom she used to dream about, the sexy, sensitive, talented jewelry designer who not only loves her but also supports her at every step of her life, what else did she need? Nothing. Of course there was this thought about her kids, but she knew that they too needed at strong male character in their life to play the role of their dad. He might never become a father to those boys and they might never give the stature of their Dad to him, but she knew that they would get along just fine.

She trusted Salim and his love. He was a good man, despite his sometimes childish behavior he was mature. Mature enough to be a father of her kids.

A sudden gasp escaped her lips. They didn't use protection. Her eyes were wide open and she shot up from bed. Scenarios ran in front of her eyes, her getting pregnant. Things getting complicated with Salim and the boys, them breaking up eventually. Her losing her job, followed by the cafe. Her head started to ache as she shook it hard to get those dratted images out of her head.

She can't be pregnant. She can't. They decided to take things slow. The boys are still so young, they haven't even accepted Salim yet. They won't understand the meaning of all this. And what about Salim? Did he want kids? She glanced at the still sleeping Salim and remembered his happy face when he learnt that his best friend had a baby. Of course he wanted kids. His own kids, not the one's she already had.

She groaned loudly and got out of the bed. She looked around wondering where the washroom was and dashed into the door which she saw at the corner of the room. Luckily it was the washroom. She turned on the shower and stood under the running warm water.

She ran her hands down her stomach and to the place between her legs. Suddenly she felt shy to touch herself. But she had to. No time for feeling shy right now. She reminded herself and touched herself.

She didn't know what she was looking for. She felt the warm evidence of the passionate moment she just experienced but she didn't know what to do about it. Did she regret it? - No. Would she rewind the moment she just lived? - Yes, but she wouldn't change a bit of it, except she might remind herself about the condom but nothing else. It was the best night she had. And she blushed at the thought, the memories of the night. Salim's lips, fingers and his tongue.

Suddenly two warm hands engulfed her from behind and she gasped in shock. "Couldn't wait until morrow?" his voice sleepy but full of desire. He ran his lips against the back of her ear lobe and trailed it down to her neck. His one hand slid to her breast while the other to her womanly parts. He was doing sinful things to her body with his tongue, lips, and fingers and she could do nothing but moan in pleasure.

A small voice was whispering her about something in the back of her mind, but for god's sake she couldn't remember what it was. She was reveling in the sensations and the waves of pleasure he was creating within her under the warm water, thrashing and moaning. Desiring for more.

"Come for me, baby", his fingers playing with her warmth pinched her clit and that did it. She came all right, panting and gasping for air under the shower, swallowing the water hungrily as she reached her second climax on the same night.

But the word baby also reminded her of what her brain was trying to remind her of. "Salim", she gasped as he turned her around and pushed her against the wall, thrusting in her in a one swift motion. He pulled out fast, even before she could utter a single word and thrust again, deep, until his hips slammed against hers. His thrusts were quick and fast and hard. And the knot in her stomach, once again clenched with the building pleasure. She gasped, whimpered and moaned, but couldn't utter a single word of protest.

He clouded her mind with passion and need. And before she knew what was happening, she came again. For the third time. Her body fell limp against his, and with one last thrust, Salim emptied his seed inside her. She felt too weak to protest or even say anything.

They both panted for breath and stayed like that under the now cold water. Salim was the first to recover the after math and quickly cleaned both of them. He picked her up, bridal style and walked her back to the bed.

She sighed in content as the warm bed surrounded her. It smelled of s*x, the passion they shared that night. And suddenly she remembered, they did it again. And without condom.

She groaned into the pillow, "No No No", she chanted thrashing on the bed.

"What is it, babe?" Salim asked pulling her on top of him as he lay on his back.

"We didn't use a condom", she whispered closing her eyes in dread.

"Oh" Salim said. He didn't know what to say to that statement. Truth be told, he just realized it as well. It has been a long time since he had a woman's company and he was rough with the lack of practice. He didn't think about precautions when he had Nicole in his arms.

"What do you mean, 'oh'" she glared at him and Salim knew he was threading on thin ice and need to be careful. "You came twice, inside me", she said leaning on his chest, her face a few inches from hers.

She glared at him angrily, but all Salim could think about was pulling her closer so that he could kiss her once again.

"Salim", she cried out and got up from the bed, looking around.

"What are you doing?" he frowned at her, leaning on his elbow

"Clothes. I am going home", she said looking at the shredded clothing which was once a beautiful dress. She sighed in frustration as she walked to the closet and pulled it open,

"Why?" he asked and quickly added , "No you are not. Come back to bed, right now", he snapped suddenly anger consumed him,

"Because you are not taking this serious. We can't get pregnant. I can't. Not right now", she cried throwing her hands into air. She saw a pair of sweats and a hoodie which she quickly pulled over herself.

"Nicole. Come here", his voice a lot calmer, but she knew, he was holding back a lot. She sighed and walked to him, dressed in his sweats and hoodie, which looked too big on her petite body. "I want to bear your kids. One day, I would love to", she sat on his lap and caressed his face lovingly, "but now, this will only complicate things", she shook her head.

"I understand. I am sorry", he rubbed his face and sighed loudly. "Don't go. Stay the night. You promised" he said in a pathetic attempt to stop her. The truth was, just the thought of her leaving made his chest ache. He didn't want her to leave. Ever.

He was in fact considering asking her to move in. Of course she would protest but they did come a long way from where they started and it was only reasonable. He would talk with the boys and convince them to move in with him. He was even ready to buy a bigger house which would be suitable for a family, instead of this bachelor condo.

"I know baby", she pecked his lips, "But I need to go to the medical store and get an after pill. We cannot take a risk", her voice as gentle as possible in this tense situation.

"Let me get dressed. I will come with you and don't try to argue with me on that", his voice held no room for argument and Nicole grinned. She didn't want to be alone after what they shared. She needed him, physically and emotionally close.

She pulled her sleeves and walked to the living room where she left her purse. She pulled out her mobile for any messaged, but there were none. She was relieved that at least her kids were doing fine on their own, or else Marco would have called her by now if there was something of concern.

"Let's go", Salim sighed as he emerged out in a pair of sweats and hoodie himself.

"Are you trying to match me?" she raised her eyebrows at him,

"Everyone's gotta know what we were up to. Or how will they know that you're mine?" he smirked at her

"Possessive much?" an amused smile graced her lips.

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After ten minutes Salim pulled in front of a medical store and they both walked in with their hands entwined. An old lady was sitting behind the counter looking bored and half dead.

"How can I help you?" she asked in the most boring tone a sales person could use,

"We.. I mean i.. need a... you know", she chuckled nervously and tucked her hair behind her ear, "I.. you see.. actually we..",

"We need an after pill. We forgot to use a condom", Salim said with a roll of his eyes. Nicole's eyes widened and her face burned in mortification.

"Shut up", she hissed at him. The old lady slowly got up from her chair with a roll of her eyes and walked towards the shelf. She shuffled through a box and produced a strip of I pill after pill. She quickly briefed on the instructions and suggested her to visit a gynac as soon as possible because the pill can't be hundred percent sure.

As soon as they stepped out of the store after clearing the bill, Nicole slapped his arm. "What the hell was that? Why did you tell her that we.. we.. you know", Salim chuckled.

"You were stuttering in front of that old lady and no matter how funny it was, I couldn't let you go through the embarrassment. And besides she is an old lady", he shrugged,

"And they are the most gossiping and judgmental people on earth", she said getting into the car.

Salim laughed out loud as Nicole's face still blushed a deep pink. She too gave in and they both were having a laughing fit which was abruptly cut off by a shrill of her phone ringing.

"Damn", Salim muttered at the phone, "Who is it?" wondering who would call at this hour,

"It's Marco", She whispered as her heart hammered in her chest with worry,

"Marco! Is everything okay? What happened?" she asked in worry and Salim started the car towards her house,

"Nicole", Marco's shaking voice worried her even more, "Nicole",

"What happened? Are the boys okay?" she yelled into the phone. Salim glanced at her, speeding his way towards her house,

"Your... your mother and father... they are here and they are demanding to see the boys". World stopped for a moment for Nicole. She didn't register anything. The phone falling from her hand, Salim picking it up and talking to Marco, the traffic signal, Salim calling her, nothing.

Her parents were here. No. Not parents. The people who gave birth to her. Yes, those people were here. With her kids, right now! Oh My God!