*Warning this chapter contains sexual content*

Those two little words sent him over the edge. He would have her and now. Kabir set her down and Pooja protested the loss of contact.

"Shh." Kabir whispered as he bent over her. He stripped off her shorts and panties taking a moment to run his hands over the curve of her hips loving the feel of her smooth skin. Pooja moaned and tried to wrap her arms around him again.

"Hold on little one." Kabir whispered and held her back so he could unzip his jeans. He released his erection and Pooja just stared in fascination.

If Kabir hadn't been so hot, he would have laughed at the look on her face. She was adorable. Kabir lifted her in his arms and kissed her deeply thrusting his tongue deep in her mouth. Pooja returned his kiss meeting his tongue with hers. Pooja grabbed his hair and and held him to her loving the taste of him. Kabir couldn't wait any longer he lifted her up and her brought her sliding down to the hilt on his huge erection.

"OH God Kabir!" Pooja screamed against his mouth.

"Feel good?" Kabir murmured against her mouth.

Pooja wiggled around on him needing more. Kabir about lost it right there. He held her still.

Kabir pulled his mouth from hers and looked her in her black  eyes. God she was beautiful he thought. Her skin was flushed and her breathing was heavy.

"Keep that wiggling up and it will be over before it starts." Kabir said kissing her nose.

"But Kabir, I need you to move in me." Pooja said a flush tinting her cheeks even more.

Laughter rumbled in Kabir chest and he pulled her against him even tighter. He moved to the wall of the cabin and pressed her against it. Kabir held her there and started to move slowly in and out of her soaked center. But Pooja wasn't having any of that.

"Faster Kabir." Pooja whispered in his ear. She flicked his ear with her tongue causing Kabir to groan.

"Little one you're killing me." Kabir said and he pulled out and buried himself to the hilt in her warm wet, tightness.

Pooja wiggled and clenched her muscles around his erection. Kabir groaned and started moving faster in and out of her core.

"Mmm yes, Kabir." Pooja groaned against his neck sending pleasant vibrations through his body.

Kabir lost control and started pivoting in and out of her tight center. Pooja held on tight to him and kissed him deeply sliding her tongue in his mouth. Kabir's tongue met hers and dueled as he slammed into her harder and faster. Pooja started to moan and whimper into his mouth as she came close to release. Kabir pulled his mouth from hers and his head dropped to her shoulder as he continued to drive hard into her hot little body.

"Cum for me Pooja." Kabir whispered.

Pooja moaned and tightened her grip around Kabir's neck and her legs clenched around his waist. Kabir was in ecstasy his head spinning from desire and he continued to slide in and out of her warm and willing core.

"KABIR!" Pooja screamed as she came. Pleasure poured over her in waves drowning her completely.

Kabir lost it as he felt her inner muscles spasm around his cock, that and her constant moaning and whimpering as she came. He pounded into her as he shot his seed deep in her core.

"Oh Pooja, honey!" Kabir roared as he continued to move in her.

Pooja smothered his face and neck with kisses as they both trembled in the after math of passion. Kabir continued to move slowing in her as his breathing started to slow down again. Pooja kissed his forehead and smoothed back the lock of hair that fell across his forehead. Kabir rested his head for a minute on her shoulder. God these feelings scared him. He had never felt anything close to this with a woman before. He had a need to get away from her before he was completely overwhelmed by these feelings. He slid out of her and set her on her feet with the intention of moving away. But Pooja was still wobbly and fell against him holding onto him for support. Kabir panicked, he forgot about her back, what if he had hurt her?

"Pooja did I hurt ya?" Kabir asked lifting her chin to look in her eyes.

"Hurts not the word for what you did to me." Pooja said grinning up at him.

Kabir couldn't help but grin.

"Ya silly girl." Kabir said.

Pooja leaned her head against his chest. She didn't want to leave the warmth of his arms. Kabir moved away from her and Pooja hated the feel of his body away from hers. Kabir picked up her shorts and panties and came back to her and dressed her. His intention was to distance his self from her to go back to the house and leave her here. But Pooja was having none of that. She looked up at him and held up her arms for him. Kabir couldn't bring himself to turn his back to her. He lifted Pooja in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Kabir opened the door and carried her back to the house with Beau at there heels. Pooja closed her eyes and laid her head on Kabir's shoulder. By the time Kabir got her to the house she was sound asleep. Kabir carried her upstairs and laid her in the bed and pulled the covers around her. He stood watching her pretty face in sleep.

"Little one, you are treading on dangerous ground. I'm not able to love anyone. I'll only end up hurting you." Kabir said quietly. Kabir shook his head and walked out of the room.

The next month went by quickly for Pooja. Things were good for her. She had started painting on a regular basis. She had running the house down to a science. Things were smooth and Kabir had no reason to complain. Pooja catered to him and treated him like a king. She showed up at his work everyday with lunch. Sometimes she would even stay and eat with him and Dhruv. She always made extra for Dhruv. She liked him and he was very sweet to her. Dhruv was always on Kabir about how he should appreciate Pooja. He told Kabir he should show her more affection or Pooja would find someone who would. Kabir just told Dhruv he and Pooja got along fine and she would never leave him. However the words played on Kabir's mind. What if Pooja did leave him? What would he do? He hoped she would get pregnant soon. If Pooja had his child she would never leave. Pooja was a loving person there's no way she would ever give her child up and she had signed the prenuptial agreement stating that if she left he would retain custody of any children. Kabir was satisfied that she would get pregnant soon and then he would have nothing to worry about.

Pooja sat in the cabin Painting. She had been working on this painting for two weeks. It was sort of a fantasy piece. It was place she envisioned in her mind, A place away from the real world. In her mind her and Kabir lived in the huge castle she had painted in the mountains with all types of flowers and rolling hills. A place where Kabir loved her and she could freely tell him she loved him. She had come to realize she was deeply in love with Kabir. Kabir was good to her, he wasn't cruel. He showed concern for her and the sex was spectacular but the one thing missing was love. He didn't love her. That broke Pooja's heart. She adored him. She longed to tell him how she felt but she knew it would not please him. So she held the secret in her heart, but she showered him with affection and showed it in a million other ways. Pooja tried to break down the walls he was constantly putting up between them, sometimes she felt like she was breaking through and sometimes it felt hopeless but she never gave up. Besides Pooja now knew why Kabir was the way he was. One day Pooja had went to take him lunch and he was on a errand. So she had sat down with Dhruv to wait and she had asked him why Kabir was the way he was. Dhruv had told her it was his second marriage that turned him so bitter. He had met Kavya  at a wrestling show. She was a fan and very young. Kabir had fallen head over heels in love. Dhruv said he had never seen Kabir so kind and sweet as he was then. He showered Kavya  with love and affection. It was obvious the deadman was tamed. Unfortunatley Kavya  was just using him for his money and fame. People around Kabir began to notice her flirtation with other men, but Kabir being in love was blind to it. Then One day Kabir had come home and found a pregnancy test in the trash, it was positive. Kabir was ecstatic. He and Kavya  had both agreed they wanted a large family. Kabir went out and bought her flowers and baby outfits and fixed dinner and was waiting for her when she got home. He grabbed her and told her how happy she was. Kavya pushed him off her.

"I don't want kids Kabir; I just told you that to get you to marry me, I got rid of your kid today. I'm not pregnant anymore." Kavya told him.

In that second Kabir's whole world was tore apart. He left the house afraid he would kill her. He hired a private investigator to follow her around and sure enough got evidence of her cheating with his best friend no less that was a double whammy. Kabir divorced her and made sure she didn't get a penny. Dhruv told Pooja he didn't know if Kabir would ever be the same, his emotional scars ran deep. He had loved Kavya and trusted her and she made a fool of him and killed their child. Dhruv had patted her hand. "Don't give up Pooja, just keep loving him, maybe you can heal him." Dhruv had said. Pooja had gone home and cried for Kabir, the poor man. No wonder he was so harsh and untrusting. She had made up her mind then she wouldn't give up on Kabir, she would keep loving him until she broke down the wall he put up. Pooja looked at the time. She got up and washed her brushes and went up to the house to start dinner.

Pooja worked around the kitchen. It was almost 5:30. Kabir should be home soon. She went up and ran a hot bath for him. She smiled to herself. She might have some good news for him tomorrow. She hadn't had a period since she had married him. She suspected she was already pregnant. She had a doctor's appointment tomorrow. If she was she couldn't wait to tell him. She smiled to herself as she got him some sweats to put on. Kabir came in and smiled as he seen her rushing around with a smile on her face.

"Whatcha smiling about Pooja?" Kabir asked.

Pooja turned around still grinning.

"I'm smiling because my handsome husband is home." Pooja said and went and hugged him.

Kabir was always taken about by her displays of affection, nothing he did put her off.

"Hey girl, I'm filthy." Kabir said backing up.

Pooja grabbed him again and hugged him.

"I don't care." Pooja said laughing.

Kabir shook his head and wrapped his arms around her for a moment.

"Okay, in the bath, so you can eat." Pooja said.

"Yes Maam." Kabir said and started undressing.

Pooja went down to get dinner on the table.

Kabir sighed as he sank in the hot water. Shail had called. He knew where Karan was. He was going to have to leave for a couple of days to take care of him. He didn't want to leave Pooja, but he had no choice. He would tell her after dinner.