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Really sorry to those readers who waited for this chapter on the day I promised.ð«
But my lifetime bestfreind never leaves me, that's 'problem' guyss meet my bestfreind as he came up that day tooð
My wattpad I'd was hacked or what I don't know but I was unable to login whenever I do, it was automatically getting logged of, after emailing for numerously times to wattpad they helped me to log in, I was extremely happy to update yesterday but when I was going to update..
My bestfreind came once more,my draft chapter was deletedð, I woke up early in the morning and tried to write, I wasn't able to write a spicy chapter but still I tried my best and hope it's not bad.
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"Bohot hasna aara hai, aao tumhe rulata hu," he said, tightening his grip on my waist.
I gulped hard.
"But I didn't say anything wrong," I spoke confidently, relishing the way it made him angry. I never intended to win; I just enjoyed pushing his buttons.
Isn' it fun?
"Ishuuu baby," he said through gritted teeth, his frustration palpable.
"Yeahh baby," I replied innocently, my heart racing from the thrill of it all.
"You're turning into a bad girl day by day, aren't you?" he whispered near my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine as he playfully tugged at my earlobe, his fingers tracing the curves of my waist.
"So, do you want me to be a good girl, patidev?" I leaned in closer, my voice a sultry whisper as I held his neck, feeling the heat radiate between us.
"Nahh biwi," i hissed, as he bitted my earlobe gently but not letting go of my confidence. "Be a bad girl and let me fuck you all night here, show me your boldness." My eyes widened at the thought; the fantasy of being so exposed in the washroom was thrilling, but a whole night? No, that was too much!
"Biwi darling, what happened?" he whispered, his voice low and enticing, sending shivers down my spine.
"I wanna change, let me go," I pleaded, trying to break free, but he tightened his hold around my waist, anchoring me to him.
"Lemme help you then," he said with a smirk, moving closer to my neck, his fingers deftly opening the pin of my dupatta from my shoulder and tossing it aside.
As my dupatta fell to the floor, he locked eyes with me, silently asking for permission to go further. In that moment, he won my heart all over again.
I blinked, granting him the permission he sought, and he smirked, his lips brushing against my neck, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore.
He started kissing my neck, holding my waist more tightly, and a wave of different sensations surged in my stomach, sending shivers down my spine.
As he moved down near my chest, trailing kisses to my stomach, I felt my head fall back against the mirror, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.
"Eyes on me, biwi," his husky voice commanded, and I couldn't help but obey, locking my gaze onto his.
Looking into his eyes, I saw a playful smirk as he held the knot of my lehenga between his teeth. With a swift pull, I felt the fabric loosen around my waist, my breath hitching in anticipation.
He stood up, his eyes piercing into mine, and I could feel the beads of sweat forming on my forehead, a mix of nervousness and excitement.
As he looked deep into my eyes, he pulled the lehenga down, letting it fall to the floor.
A rush of heat flooded my cheeks, and I realized I was now only in my panty and blouse, feeling vulnerable yet exhilarated.
His gaze roamed my body, igniting a fire within me, and I instinctively held onto his collar tighter, seeking reassurance.
He gripped my waist firmly, guiding me to stand in front of him. I was lost in his eyes, feeling an intoxicating mix of fear and desire.
With a sudden flip, I found myself facing the large mirror, my hands resting on the table, my heart racing. His hand moved to hold my waist tightly, and I gulped, feeling the heat radiating from him.
He smirked, clearly enjoying my flustered state, as sweat trickled down my forehead, a testament to the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me.
He placed his chin on my shoulder, roaming his hand over my stomach, and I could clearly see our reflection in the mirror.
It felt like a scene straight out of a romantic novel, surreal and intoxicating.
"Biwi, ready to enjoy your fantasy in real?" His words caught in my throat, as I was too overwhelmed to respond.
My body arched for his touch more and more, and the sensations in my stomach were only amplifying my desire.
I simply hummed in reply, feeling utterly breathless. "Words, biwi," he urged, kissing my shoulder softly.
"Y-yeah," I managed to whisper, squeezing my eyes shut tightly, as if that could contain the whirlwind of emotions inside me.
"Good girl," I could sense the smirk widening on his lips, and it sent a thrill through me.
He began trailing kisses along my back, and I held the table tightly, my head falling forward as soft moans escaped my lips, each one a testament to the pleasure he was igniting within me.
I slowly opened my eyes, glancing at him, and felt his lips near the knot of my blouse.
With a gentle tug of his teeth, that fabric too loosened around my upper body.
He removed the blouse from my shoulders, letting it fall away, and suddenly I was exposed before him, clad only in my red panty and delicate red lacy bra, feeling both vulnerable and exhilarated in this moment of intimacy.
"Okay, now tell me, who am I to you?" he asked, his hand trailing near the hook of my bra. Words were stuck in my throat, but I managed to whisper, "Everything." That word came straight from my heart, filled with the depth of my feelings.
"In relation, biwi," he said, unhooking my bra with a slow, deliberate motion. I gulped, feeling a rush of vulnerability as I replied, "Husband," my voice innocent yet laced with longing.
He tossed the bra aside, leaving my upper body bare and fully exposed to his gaze. "Then who's your patidev?" His voice was husky, his hands roaming over my stomach and inching up towards my breasts.
With one hand, he held my waist, while the other cupped one of my breasts. "Y-you," I stammered, a soft moan escaping my lips as he began to squeeze gently. "Ahh," I gasped, the sensation overwhelming me.
"But isn't there a spelling difference now?" he teased, squeezing harder, and I cried out, "Ahh, a-vyaan," my head falling back against his shoulder, surrendering to the pleasure.
He didnât relent; he continued to squeeze gently, his touch igniting a fire within me. "Answer me, biwi," he urged, and once more he squeezed firmly, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through me.
"I was just joking," I whispered, trying to downplay the tension.
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement, as his other hand cupped my breast. "But I took it seriously," he whispered, his voice low and husky, as he squeezed gently.
"Ahhh... Avyaan, please," I moaned, feeling a rush of pleasure mixed with pain.
"Time to fulfill my dear wife's fantasy," he teased, his voice dripping with seduction, as he swiftly removed my panties.
"Open your eyes, biwi. Your eyes should be on me, not closed or somewhere else," he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.
I nodded, feeling his intense gaze upon me. "Yeah," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
As I looked at him, he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his chiseled abs and perfectly sculpted chest. His well-built body was a sight to behold, and I couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation.
With a swift motion, he removed his belt and stood before me in his underwear. His smirk was unmistakable as he made me bend down slightly and removed his last piece of clothing.
I gulped, feeling a mix of emotions as I took in the sight of him. He looked at my reaction, chuckled, and held my chin, making me look at our reflection in the mirror.
"There, your eyes should be there when I'm making love to you. You'll look there, got it?" he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
I gulped, feeling a rush of excitement. "Y-yeah."
"I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion, as he thrust hard inside me from behind.
"Ahhh!" I moaned loudly, feeling a rush of pleasure mixed with pain.
He stopped, looking at my face with a smirk. "I'll make sure you don't forget this night," he whispered, his voice filled with promise, as he pushed himself fully inside me.
His veiny, muscular hands grasped my waist, one hand holding tightly while the other cupped my breast. "Oh God," I moaned loudly, feeling the pleasure intensify. The gentle movements suddenly gave way to hard, powerful thrusts. My palms slapped against the mirror, my eyes fluttering open.
Behind me, he thrust fiercely, sweat dripping from his forehead, down his chest, and over his abs. He looked utterly captivating, his reflection in the mirror revealing a fierce determination. Our eyes met through the mirror, and he smirked, his thrusts growing even more intense.
"Ahh, Avyaan," I moaned, my voice barely audible. "Louder, biwi, louder," he commanded, his voice husky with desire. I obliged, my moans growing louder, filling the bathroom with the sounds of our passion.
"More louder," he urged, his thrusts becoming even more forceful. The bathroom echoed with the slapping sounds of our bodies and my loud, uninhibited moans. "Ahh, Avyaan, please," I begged, unsure what I was pleading for, but knowing I couldn't get enough of this intense, all-consuming pleasure.
His hands held my small waist firmly, my head thrown back in ecstasy, my back aching from the force of his thrusts. Yet, despite the discomfort, I felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure, my body surrendering to his fierce, unrelenting passion.
After more than half an hour, he finally stopped and pulled out, leaving me breathless. He rested his chin on my shoulder, his warm breath caressing my skin, and pecked me gently on the cheek. I smiled faintly, feeling a mix of relief and anticipation.
He suddenly flipped me over and sat me down on the lab counter. "I'm not finished yet, biwi," he whispered, his eyes glinting with desire. I gulped, feeling a shiver run down my spine.
He smirked, taking in my vulnerable state, and without warning, he pressed my back against the cold mirror. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body as he buried his face between my legs.
My fingers instinctively tangled in his hair, holding him tightly as he began to nibble on my inner thigh. "Ahhh..." Slow, husky moans escaped my lips, and I felt my body tremble with desire.
"Avyaan, please don't," I begged, my voice barely audible. I needed him inside me, and I couldn't wait any longer. "Should I stop then?" he questioned, his voice low and teasing.
I couldn't see his face clearly, as my eyes were half-closed, but I knew he was smirking. "Yes," I whispered, my body arching toward him, craving his touch.
"Okay," he whispered, his voice dripping with amusement, and he began to pull away. "Oyeee, what?" I shouted, my body protesting the sudden loss of contact.
He looked up at me, a sly grin spreading across his face. "What?" he questioned, his eyes glinting with knowledge, knowing exactly what I wanted.
"You know very well what I want," I declared, my voice unwavering. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with excitement, as he walked toward me.
"I was gentle with you before, but today I won't be," he warned, his gaze locking onto mine. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he towered over me.
"Who's asking you to be gentle, patidev?" I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Show me your wild side, let me experience it too." My words seemed to unleash a primal desire within him.
He swept me off my feet, carrying me to the bed, where he tossed me onto the mattress. Hovering above me, his eyes blazed with intensity, mirroring my own excitement.
Without warning, he plunged into me, filling me completely. "Ahhhhh, hellll!" I screamed, my body arching beneath his.
He pushed deeper, his thrusts becoming more frantic, more intense. The room was filled with our moans and the slapping sounds of our bodies. Time lost all meaning as we surrendered to our passion.
At some point, he stopped to make me drink water, a tender gesture that touched my heart. "More louder, darling," he urged, his voice husky with desire. I obliged, my moans growing louder, more uninhibited.
"Aahhh, fuckk!" I screamed, my body shuddering beneath his. He stopped, lying beside me, both of us gasping for breath.
Suddenly, he hovered over me once more. My eyes, almost closed, could barely make out his blurry face, but I felt his intense gaze upon me.
He pecked on my forehead, a smile formed on my lips, "I love you" I wanted to reply back but my throat was all dried I couldn't and drifted into a deep slumber.
Next morning..
The Rathore mansion resonated with laughter as the family gathered around the dining table, savoring the delicious meal prepared by Mahi.
After breakfast, everyone departed for their respective tasks, leaving one person lost in thought.
Amaira sat motionless, her mind consumed by worries, until a gentle voice broke the silence. "Amaira." She turned to face the person who had spoken her name.
"Stop overthinking," the person advised, their tone laced with concern. Amaira rose from her seat, her anxiety spilling over. "You promised me yesterday you'd talk to the family. When will you do it?" she pressed, her voice tinged with desperation.
The person's expression turned firm. "Don't raise your voice, Amaira. I'm not Ishika, who'll remain silent in the face of your anger. I said I'll talk to them, and I will. Until then, please remain calm." Amaira nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Someone in the house now knew her secret, and she couldn't deny it to this person.
A flicker of fear crossed her face. "What if Ishika bhabhi tells everyone before you do?" Amaira's voice trembled.
The person's expression turned reassuring. "She won't. Even if she tries, I'll stop her. Don't worry." Amaira nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude toward this person. With a sense of resolve, she turned and walked upstairs, leaving her worries behind.
"Years before your mother destroyed everything ishika, but this time I will not let you destroy my daughters life"
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