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"Teri aankhon ke siwa iss duniya mein aakhir rakha kya hai??"
Sunlight peeked through the window, forcing me to open my eyes. But instead of facing the day, I turned to the other side, feeling warmth enveloping me.
Someone was caging me in their embrace, and their hands roamed around my small bare waist, sending shivers down my spine. I felt a gentle tickling sensation in my lower abdomen, igniting a whirlwind of emotions within me.
Suddenly, the realization hit me like a wave crashing against the shore. Flashbacks of last night flooded my mind, each memory more vivid than the last. My cheeks flushed with heat, a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration. I slowly opened my eyes, only to be met with the sight of his bare chest.
My heart raced as I instinctively shut my eyes again, feeling the weight of his gaze on me, intense and searching.
"Seriously, Ishuu, you're getting shy?" I chided myself internally, trying to summon the boldness I knew I possessed. "Come on, that's not you!" I wanted to embrace this moment, to revel in the connection we shared, yet the flutter of nerves danced in my stomach.
My heart pounded, caught between the thrill of intimacy and the vulnerability of the morning light. It was a beautiful chaos, a blend of emotions that made me feel alive.
"Good morning, biwi," he whispered near my earlobe, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine as his lips brushed against my skin.
"Good morning, patidev," I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck, feeling a surge of boldness and affection as I faced him, my heart racing with anticipation.
A smirk crept across his lips as he studied my face, his gaze lingering, "You look beautiful more beautiful after getting messed up by your dear patidev, isn't it" he murmured, tracing his fingers softly along my lips. A twinge of pain reminded me of his passionate tortures, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of pride and embarrassment.
My cheeks flushed with warmth, the memories of our night together flooding my mind like a sweet, intoxicating haze.
He began to lean in closer, his face hovering near mine, and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. He pressed a gentle peck on the corner of my lips, then on my right cheek, followed by my left cheek, and finally on my forehead, each kiss igniting a fire within me.
His lips traced down towards mine, and I instinctively closed my eyes, surrendering to the moment. He held my lower lip between his teeth, biting down in a teasing, seductive manner that sent a wave of desire coursing through me.
A soft hiss escaped my lips, and I tightened my grip around his neck, feeling a rush of emotionsâpassion, longing, and a hint of vulnerabilityâoverwhelm me as I lost myself in his touch.
Realization hit meâtoday is Reyansh and Mahi's engagement! There must be so much work to do, ahh, I need to hurry!
I felt a soft cloth against my body; it was his shirt from last night. But when did I put this on?
He continued with his playful tortures, sending my heart racing. "Stop it, patidev, I have to go!" I pushed him gently and tried to get up, but felt a tug in my abdomen. "Ahh," I gasped, halting my movements.
"What happened? Are you okay?" he panicked, concern etched across his face. "Hmm," I hummed in response, trying to brush off the discomfort.
"Is it paining?" he asked softly, his voice laced with worry. "Yeah, a little," I admitted, feeling vulnerable under his gaze.
"I wasn't even rough for a moment, biwi. What would happen if I became rough?" His words made my eyes widen in disbelief. He wasnât rough? Really?
I felt like I was on cloud nine, and he was saying he wasn't rough. "Don't look at me like that; I really wasn't rough," he insisted, a sheepish smile playing on his lips.
"You know what?" I sat up straight despite the slight pain. "What?" he asked, intrigued.
"You're really bad," I shot him a stern look, but he just chuckled. "Huh, I know that. If you want, I can show you just how bad I can be. Should I?" He hovered over me, and my eyes widened in shock.
"Ehh, leave me! I have to go. You forgot today is your brother's engagement, and as a responsible bhabhi, I have so many things to do!" I spoke hurriedly, but I found myself caged between his muscular arms.
"And as a responsible husband, I will not let you do your many things, understood?" he replied firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument, and my heart swelled with a mix of frustration and affection.
"C'mon avyaan i-" he cutted me in the mid "I said you will not do anything today so you will not do, get it" I finally gave up and responded him with a "Okay fine, so atleast leave me tho it's already late"
"I will, but what about a morning session" he winked at me, I smirked and cupped his face in my little palm "morning session? patidev you're not allowed to touch me till one week, get it" only I know how I'm controlling my laugh looking at his sudden reaction.
"Whatttt? Stop joking biwi" I pushed him with all my strength and sat up hurriedly and started tieing my hair, "I ain't joking patidev, I'm serious tho" I turned too look at him, his expressions.
"Don't do this ishuu" he pleaded like a small kid pulling my shirt.
"You're not doing this right" he sat up and looked at me with innocent eyes, huhh he's looking cute.
Mera pati toh hai hi cute.
"I will think about it," I said, poking my left cheek to hold back my laughter at his reaction. Oh god, it was priceless.
He suddenly got up and looked at me, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was angry now. But before I could dwell on it, in the next moment, I found myself lifted into the air. He had picked me up in his arms, striding confidently toward the washroom.
"Biwi, you know what?" he said, opening the door with a casual air. "What?" I replied, curiosity piqued.
"You're not able to walk, so I have to carry you the whole time at the function," he said, a hint of seriousness in his tone, but he was right. I had to manage somehow; I couldnât attend the event being carried like this.
As we entered, he gently set me down in the bathtub filled with warm water. I was taken aback. How did he manage to prepare all this? The sight was enchanting, with rose petals floating on the surface, creating a dreamy atmosphere.
I turned to him, my eyes sparkling with surprise. "You did all this?" I asked, a sheepish smile spreading across my face, though deep down, I already knew the answer.
He nodded, his warm smile making my heart flutter. "Queen toh tum Rajasthan ki ho, biwi. Humari toh princess ho, toh princess treatment toh dena hi hai," he said, bending down to face me, his sincerity evident.
I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck in a tight embrace. The warmth of the moment enveloped us, and I pulled back slightly to gaze into his eyes. "You're cute, patidev," I teased, playfully pulling at his cheek.
"Thoda pyar bhi barsao jara iss cute prani par, phir biwi," I said, making an exaggerated 'aww' face, leaning in to plant a soft peck on his lips. But he surprised me with his sudden intensity, capturing my lips with his own, kissing me deeply.
As he sucked and nibbled at my lips, my nails instinctively dug into his shoulder, and I felt a rush of emotions. He moved into the bathtub, hovering over me, our connection deepening as he continued to kiss me passionately, making me forget everything else around us.
His face moved down to my neck, his lips brushing against my skin, and a soft hiss escaped my lips because of the bruising hickeys from last night.
He looked up at me, concern flickering in his eyes. "Was I really that rough?" he asked, but before I could respond, he added with a teasing smirk, "But if I had been rough, you wouldn't be here enjoying this little session, right?"
I playfully hit his shoulder, trying to hide the smile that threatened to break free, he's gone "Yeah, biwi, I'm gone... for you," he winked, stepping out of the bathtub. "Enjoy," he said with a warm smile that lingered in my heart as he left.
I leaned back, closing my eyes and letting the warmth of the water envelop me, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. After a soothing bath, I wrapped a soft towel around my body and stepped out of the washroom, my heart still fluttering from our earlier moments.
Just as I was about to move toward the wardrobe, my phone rang, the familiar tune of the Shinchan song echoing through the room. I walked slowly to the table, my heart racing a bit, and picked up my phone to see it was Siya calling.
Before I could even say anything, she spoke hurriedly, "Bhabhi, please come to my room, itâs urgent!"
"What happened, Siya?" I asked, my tone shifting to seriousness, sensing the urgency in her voice.
"Bhabhi, Iâll explain everything, but please come fast! Amaira is trying to run!" she exclaimed, panic evident in her voice. My heart raced at her words.
Amaira is trying to run?
Where? With whom?
I know it was a short chapter, but I tried my best too write I'm almost writing this from one week.
I read all the comments it really made me smile how you all are supporting me thankyou, who all are waiting for the chapters I will try too update whenever I will finish writing, cause in the situation I'm I don't think I will be out of this till 2-3 months.
And I will surely not make you all wait that much, yeah I will update but not regularly it will be on my time.
I hope you'll will understand, and will co-operate.
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