Chapter- 91(C)

Depth Of True Love

Chapter-91(C)

By Saleha & Arshi Sobti

After few minutes, She sprawled on fluffy bed whose bed sheet was attracting alike a magnet in the striking plain blue print. Her gentle husband huddled her in his protective embrace, playing softly with her sodden hairs. Long hairs!

 "Sleep, love!" He himself was tired after the journey and enchanting lovemaking. Though Arnav was eager to know about why Khushi don't want to be treated alike a doll - broken doll. But the need of sleep deferred the idea and after taking much needed shower decided to sleep. She moaned hugging him more tightly as he pulled he more into his arms. How perfectly, they complement each other!

"I love you!"

“And so do I, princess." He rasped against her cheek before drifting into deep slumber. How sweet and satisfied life feel.  *Perfectly perfect! *

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Their laughs reverberated. He licked her finger tips while she soothed his ears with her ticklish voice. She was happy to the core only because of him. He snuggled more into her on sofa where they were seated for watching a movie.

After cooking as per orders, he have asked all servants to leave as he don’t want Khushi to feel uncomfortable with so many peoples around her, when they are here on honeymoon. So now they are having pizza as she wanted to have it only for dinner.

The pizza was delicious and so she. He wonders how could she taste more delicious every time he celebrate her. He switched off the LED once the movie ended. She was so giggly while sharing her reviews to him. This total carefree and woman like treatment was what she needed. "Khushi?"

"Yep?" She kept on half of her weight on him caressing his jaw with eyes.

 He cupped her left cheek with care. "I wanted to ask you a matter."

"Whop? Taking permissions. Headline, eh?"

"Khushi..." He admonished her in frank tone.

"Yes, yes say, darling" She suppressed her giggle adjusting her back onto his lap with arm as pillow.

 "Earlier you demanded to not to be treated as a broken doll. What was that?"

 "ahh...that." She paused to think of appropriate words. "I do want you to treat me alike a man do to treat his women. Your brittle soft treatment make me think of myself as broken doll imposed on you. Yeah, yeah I know you love me. But try to understand, Arnav. You have married me not adopted.

You wanted me to forget everything and I am doing that only but your this extra careful and pampering behavior even in on the time of intimacies makes me think like I am unable to give you the pleasure which you should have been if that incident wouldn’t have happened. I feel you’re compromising even your pleasure for me.

 I apologize if...but please Arnav. Please. Treat me alike your lover, your woman and your wife."

"You were bruised and... You needed that treatment to get this valiant yet cardinal smile on your face." He placed numerous kisses on her face. "I love You."

 "No one can resist a man like you, Mister." She straddled his legs licking his stubby jaw with a hard smack. His arms secured her by accumulating her back.

 "What I feel for you is more than 'I love you'. I think I was made only for you and you for me. Nothing can make us apart. Nothing." Arnav smiled patting her hair. His heart wasn't this much happy and satisfied ever before.

 Oh, love. Later, she seduced him with innocent moves.

"I guess you have grown very courageous."

 "Pati pe to haq hota hai." "A husband is righteous." She pecked his lips with an ever so sexy smooch.

"Who is denying? Claim your right!" He gifted himself to her wrapped in a sexy black t-shirt along black trousers. He was sure of her being able to feel his hardness as there was no underwear for voluptuous baby.

 "Can I?" She asked out of hilarity.

 "All yours, honey." He placed a soulful smooch over her inviting lips. She slid a bit to go down and suck him off but he changed their position: he laid on sofa and she in his legs  exaggerating her breasts clad in blue brazier. Divesting him off of trousers, she beseeched but suddenly became all blank. The illuminant lights deprived her confidence. Damn! Go on, Khushi. Give him the pleasure he deserves. She boasted herself to be a good wife and cherish her husband. But the nervousness of first time had her gutsy endeavor  in imperforate grip. So, she sprawled over his naked chest and joined their lips for some opulent kiss. Their body warmed up with shivers and need blazing their bottoms. He groaned at the feel of her soft breast being smashed to his toned chest along her brazier getting rasped against him. She surely could feel him vibrating against her arousing the tantalizing allure.

"Lights are the issue, eh?"

He knew her problem but wanted her to solve on her own.

 "We should go to bedroom, shouldn't we?" She panted against his mouth grasping his perky flesh.

"Where you desire, sweetheart!" She just wish this tenure of young love don't ever die. These endearments, sweet gestures, cute dining moments, kitchen romance, bathroom fun, wet sheets of bed, fuzzy mornings, movies, outing and everything which they do together, should never cusp ever. What more a girl's heart can desire for? He thud her on bed while keeping her body mould into his. This is where she suits perfectly! But she chose to fulfill the task in hand rather than being laid. She had to take a huge intake of oxygen seeing him hot and stolid in front her eyes. The mild glow was providing enough novel-view. She couldn't believe it really fits in her - there. Gosh! It really is magic. Restrained grunts started to form out of his throat. The audacity of her deserves applaud. "God! KHUSHI!" Her fingers pressed his thick and strong meat with chased kisses.

The craving to lick his sweltering rod sensuously embraced her every nerve. Passing her consent to her sheer improver, she battered her mouth onto him, taking how much she could to suck. He angled his hips to present more ease at position. This woman of him will surely lock his sanity one day. Gosh! She is pure torture. Soft seductive hands, mouth along sharp teeth, saliva and her pleasuring moans were driving him to the edge. He taste mighty good. She thought while gulping down the wetness formed with the mixture of his rocking baby and her saliva. Heat was pulsating from his meat. All of his stamina seemed to gather there. He expanded more with her voluptuous  deeds. Veins were throbbing at a rapid speed. He gathered her hair into two fists restraining them to cause a discomfort in her whet pace. Gosh! She will unman him. For sure. The storm of proud hit his self for being able to pleasure a woman through him to this extent. He just loves this woman.

At the edge point, he toiled to get her under him but she - the most adamant woman - took him over her, muddling everything. He gushed his thick and delicious all over her, on bed and on him too. It was enticing at first but then she was full. Yeah, she couldn't take all of him but hey that’s how it feels at first! She was utterly embarrassed. Wish you had bowed in front his action, you witty woman! Hope he is not angry or with bruised male ego. I hope. Please dear God.

"You are amazing, Khushi. A+ for you." She giggled with relaxation.

"Thank you for accepting me with bunch of flaws."

"That’s the Love. Flaws are considered and alleviated." Arnav flipped her on bed and let his fingers found heaven in his hot hole. "Very wet. We are so partying tonight. Body party." The ruddy radiant seeped into her with the promise of passionate night. I love you, God.

Their moans filled the room, as Arnav thrusted inside her deeply, fastly and roughly, she can pleasure him like anything and she would know that tonight. His pleasure resides in hers and that ever so bright smile of hers more then their panting bodies and he’ll make her understand that with time now she’ll get what she wants after all these days are not going to come again and he wants to see her contended and smiling , enjoying her honeymoon with no guilt, regret or sadness.

 Stars twinkled in the sky with shyness through those glass walls as they made love to each other , passionately, ferociously, and with Love shining their being.

To be continued…………………..