"Dil ko Karar aaya tujh pe hai Pyaar aaya, oo yaara"
"Sidharth you are being unnecessarily difficult", Sana said glaring at him.
"Tum bhi toh ziddi hori ho", he stated.
"Aap naa bilkul ziddi bache se bhi gayi guzri harkatein karte ho kayi baar", she muttered furiously.
"You can call me whatever you want, rahungi tera pati hi so now tell me what you chose either you tell me where we are going or am not letting you take me anywhere", he stated making Sana sigh.
So, basically it's two pm in afternoon and their supposed flight is at 4:30pm for Switzerland. They will have to go there two hours before, ie, 2:30 pm and right now her husband is being an little petulant child and has decided to not to give up until she tell him, well curiosity getting the best out of him. Whereas, she has to bear it as he's dressed in an pair of short and t-shirt and if he won't change, he will end up falling sick.
"Toh aap nahi manenge", she asked.
"Tu manja mein apne aap man jaunga", he stated.
"Fine", she sighed making him smirk for the little win but there was something else in the store for him.
She walked towards the wardrobe and pulled out an pair of blue jeans and black hoddie. Thankfully, he was showered before and was dressed in an pair of shorts and t-shirt. She walked upto him with her cheeks turned into deepest shade of Red whereas his calculative gaze fixated at her as she tried to contemplate what she's upto. She stood in front of him and encerclied her arms inside his t-shirt around his torso and in a swift motion slided his t-shirt out of his body making him gasp at her actions.
"Meri izzat pe hath daal ri hai bey tu", he pointed out looking at her as she discarded his t-shirt at an corner.
"Apne majbur kiya", she mewled as she made him wear the hoodie by climbing at his feet and extanding her hands to reach his head.
"Kanun ke hatho se bhi lambe hath karne padte hai inn tak phonchne ke liye", she muttered under her breath.
Once done with the shirt, she fumbled with the waistband of his shorts and then pulled it down, he stepped out of it. She made him wear his jeans but as she fumbled with the zip of his jeans, he gasped with horror, the scandalized look with which his face was contoured, worth watching whereas, she stood still doing the same thing rubbing her hand at the places which made him jerk and shake under her spell.
"You are gonna regret it", he said clutching her hand which she now roamed at the places intentionality.
"Maine kya kiya", she asked innocently.
"Let me tell you", he said before connecting his mouth with hers.
He hiked her a bit in the air wrapping her legs around his torso while never leaving her lips as he guided their bodies to the bed and undid both of their clothes in an jiffy. He left her mouth as he felt her gasping for oxygen.
"F.. Flight ka time", she panted.
"Abhi der hai", saying so he captured her erected bud inside his mouth while tormenting the other one with his large hands and deft fingers by pinching, kneading and suckling over them.
He trailed his fingers down to her core which was already dripping wet. He stroked it with his fingers and pulled them out as soon as he felt her shaking under him.
"Sidharthhhh", she whined frustratingly.
"Not yet sweetheart", he said hovering over her.
He stroked her gently with his length and plunged into her deeper as he felt her adjusting to him and hiking herself up to meet his thrust. He stroked her harder and removed himself out with his mouth still latched over her bosoms, a part of her body he is obsessed with and he accepts it bluntly. He plunged back into her more deeper making her clutch the bedsheets in her tiny fists and a writhing moaning mess under him. Both of them reached their high with the chanting of each other's name and a whisper of I love you, as they drove each other to ecstacy before collapsing down beside each other to catch their breaths.
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FanfictionHNW... Sidharth Shukla a Bollywood director moves to punjab to have a look at the shoot location but returns back to mumbai with a wife named Shehnaaz Kaur Gill. Not knowing anything about each other despite their names, to finding solace in each o...