IMMJ2 One Shots

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Riddhima thoroughly rinsed her mouth out with mouthwash. It was unlike her to get sick to the extent of throwing up. She ran her mind over all the meals she had the day before and didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

She shook her head. It must be a one time thing.

Sighing, she walked out of the bathroom and opened the cupboard to take out an outfit for the day. She startled when Vansh came up behind her and gave her a tight hug.

"Vansh! Tumne toh mujhe daraye hi diya." She told him with a chuckle.

He nuzzled his face against the crook of her neck. "Aur tumne meri jaan hi nikaal di." He kept one hand on her waist and led another over the inside of her thigh.

"Aur woh kaise?" She asked with a teasing smile.

"Tum iss bathrobe itni hot aur sexy jo lag rahi ho." He whispered into her ear. "You should wear it more often."

"Oh really?" She turned around and leaned back against the one cupboard door that was closed. Riddhima bent one knee and rested her foot against the cupboard behind her. Lightly trailing her fingers over her chest, she asked him, "Give me one good reason why I should."

"Well for starters, this lavender color looks absolutely gorgeous on you." His gaze went down to her bare legs. He slowly ran his fingers up her knees and over her thighs. Walking his fingers towards her core, he whispered, "Upar se it's so short, I don't have to do much to get to here." He ran a finger over her bud.

She shivered at his touch. Smiling, he leaned in to kiss her. Riddhima looped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Pulling her away from the cupboard, Vansh too, hugged her.

He was leading her to the bed, when Riddhima broke the kiss.

"Tumhe ab late nahi ho ra?" She teased.

"So what? Boss hoon mein. Meeting toh tabhi shuru hogi jab mein pahunchunga." He answered smugly. "Besides, I think we can fit in a quickie." He rubbed his hands over her ass.

"You and a quickie?" She laughed.

"Haan, why are you laughing?"

"Because Mr. Raisinghania," She fiddled with the buttons on his shirt, "you don't do fast when it comes to sex." He raised his brows in amusement. Riddhima nodded. "You my dear husband love to torture me by going slow."

"Torture?" He blew a breath. "That's a bit harsh." He rested his hands against her lower back. "I prefer to think of it as me taking my time in loving my beautiful and highly gorgeous wife."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Vansh nodded, lifting her in his arms while kissing her.

Riddhima felt the bed behind her ankles. She stood on it while Vansh stood before her.

He slowly tugged on the string to the bathrobe and it loosened the satin cloth. Looking deeply into her eyes, Vansh ran his hands over her smooth skin and moved them up towards her shoulders. He further moved them across and the bathrobe fell off of Riddhima's body. Riddhima's lips parted. She began breathing heavily as she noticed the way his eyes grew heavy upon seeing her bosom. Thankfully, he didn't make her wait too long as he leaned forward and began sucking on one of her breasts. Her hand in his hair, Riddhima closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She didn't know how Vansh was going to please her within a few minutes, but she didn't mind. It's not like she's the one who was going to be late.

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Riddhima shuddered as Vansh moved off of her. Both of them were panting heavily and reaching out for each other. Vansh interlocked their fingers and placed her hand against his lips.