I hope you will comfortable with some romance that i added, i don't currently live in India but i have seen a lot of taboo about romance and sex related things in India, but here in New York, we talk openly about it, so i guess their won't be problem about a mild romance.
Happy reading!❤❤
When Virat put his baby wife on him and slept holding her, they were smiling serenely but it was around midnight, when Sai stirred in her sleep and woke up. Virat was not asleep but was fantasising about Sai. Sai shook him out of the dream and Virat was startled. Sai cutely asked, Can you hug me a little tighter? Virat hugged her more intimately but asked, Why, baby? What happened? Sai was confused as hell and replied, i have a millions of feelings which i cannot understand and i need you to kiss me and touch me. May be i am in love or may be i am feeling far overwhelmed with today. Virat was losing control listening to his baby wife and was sighing hard. Sai, then asked, Can i wear my night clothes which i wore at Aaba's home? Virat was perplexed and asked, why now? Aren't you wearing your nightwear? Sai honestly and bluntly replied, they are short and morre thin, they will make me feel closer to you.
Virat was at loss of words and was shy too. Sai giggled seeing his wide expressions when she came wearing a sleeveless tanktop and pair of cute shorts. You look hot as hell, were the words that slipped Virat's mouth even before he could think. Sai climbed on him and hugged him with all her might. She was not concerned about anything but needed him close like she needed oxygen. After their brief but passionate kissing sessions twice that day, Virat too couldn't keep his mind in control but he stopped his hands because of Sai. Now, Sai was adamant on making him lose control. She whispered to him, Touch me!
This was it for Virat. He slammed her mouth shut by taking her lips into his mouth and started tongue punching her. She too responded passionately and was tugging his hair. Virat took her top off and helped her to take his shirt off. They made out heavily and after sometime both were breathing harshly. They were panting hard. They didn't get intimate cause Virat wanted it to be special for her. They slept hugging each other tightly.
When they woke up in the morning, Sai blushed furiously when she realised that she was half naked but she hugged him more tighter. This woke Virat up but he couldn't muster any courage to talk to her. He slowly shifted her and made her wear his shirt while he rushed to get ready. Sai was confused and resented her body. She spoke nothing and got ready for the day. Breakfast was a dull affair cause Sai was lost somewhere. Aai asked her about it but she smiled weakly stating she slept late.
This was it for Virat, he took her hand and asked her, what is the matter? When Sai said nothing, he lightly brushed his lips over her and asked, is it by chance about last night? Sai cried and said, do you hate me now? Was I behaving shamelessly or is my body unloving?
Virat hugged his cute wife and said, i will die a thousands deaths for such a beautiful night and your body perfectly blends with mine. And he said like our hands fit, your waist fits into my arms and your lips sync perfectly with mine. Your chest and Sai put hand over his mouth, and said, i got it.
But she suddenly asked, why did you ignore me then? And Virat sheepishly smiled and said, i was shy. Sai hugged him and kissed him passionately. Paakhi with a stupid smile came to call Virat but all her stupid dreams vanished when she saw them attached at lip and hip. She went from there fuming and was crying too. But our love birds were oblivious of world, busy devouring each other.
They were in a warm embrace and had no mood to leave each other, until they heard a joyous cry from Aai and Baba.
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RomanceI don't own any of these characters, and this is my first story! I don't want any of the people to copy this work, as this is my first work, so is pretty special to me! This story is about the serial Ghum Hai kisike pyaar mein, on our own favourite...
