Our Actual First Night - Multiauthor Short Story (Complete)

Part 7 - By Pratikshaa100

Anokhi lifted herself on her elbow in all her glory. Locking her eyes with Shaurya, she licked her lips and saw his eyes darkened with intense desire in them. She couldn’t help checking him out from top to bottom. What a sinfully handsome husband she has got! 

Shaurya closed his eyes and groaned when he felt her hands tease down his bare chest. Her hands explored every trace and  muscle of his torso, not wanting to miss an inch. She pushed more into him and wrapped her legs around him. She was literally on top of him. On a reflex, his hands reached her waist and he shut his eyes tightly in pleasure. Feeling her bare, creamy skin was well enough to blow his thread of patience, and here he was also feeling her warmth, her softness against his groin, his entire body. But he wanted to see what his little wifey is upto. Slowly opening the eyes, he looked up to her angelic face and registered the mischievous glint of her eyes and the wide grin plastered on her lips. He became still for a split second and taking this opportunity, she again jumped on him. This time, he couldn’t hold any longer. Grabbing her face, he simply brought her lips down to his. He knew, it was her first time. So, he kissed her softly, caressing her lips. After a second or two Shaurya moved away a bit to have a look at her.  "Follow me," he said looking at her flustered, reddened face and in the next moment, his lips were on hers again. This time, Anokhi started to move her lips on his following his rhythm. Gradually the kiss turned passionate. Unknown to her, her hands went behind him. One lost in his hair and another clutching on his neck, pulling him further closer. Shaurya enjoyed moving his hand all over her bare back. After a long kiss, they both parted away. Anokhi rested her head on his chest. Taking deep laboured breath, they were trying to steady their erratic, racing heart beats. They looked at each other, eyes clouded with primal desire. 

He rolled her over, hooked his arms around her neck and kissed her forehead, trailed down to her eyes, her cheeks, her cute button nose and again devoured her lips. Breaking apart, he started prepping soft kisses over her jawline and took over the sweet spot near her collar bone. Suddenly he gave a bite there but soothed it the next moment making Anokhi moan. He repeated the action and left a mark of his on her, being satisfied. She was breathing heavily because of his sweet tortures. He pulled her in a warm hug to make her at ease and to calm her down a bit. 

Making him surprised, Anokhi rolled over him and pinned him on his back on the mattress. Seductively saying "PS, let Mrs Anokhi Shaurya Sabherwal serve her Greek God of a husband", she took his lips passionately. Panting for air, they separated. She endlessly kissed all over his facial features, his jawline, his adam's apple, as if worshipping them. She moved further down and placed feather light kisses on his chest and then, suddenly bit his nipple. He flinched, hissing at the sting. Shuarya was left totally flabbergasted at his wifey's doings. She chuckled and let her fingers trail over his chest, then circled both nipple and moved down to the centre of his rippled stomach, around his belly button. Shaurya shivered as she leaned over and started exploring his body with an ice cube on her mouth, picking from the very bucket he had brought. He was literally on cloud nine with all the pleasures. His couldn't but let out his husky groans, which echoed in the room.

Thereafter, following the thin line of melted water droplets over his abdomen to lower body, Anokhi trailed a finger down his muscled thigh. She suddenly stopped and with a sly grin, she shifted to his ear and seductively whispered, "PS, it's not fair to enjoy the show alone. Let me also see my man in all his glory." She lifted herself from him and in a swift motion, took off his boxer. "Now, that's a vision," she said blushing, looking up the length of his toned body to his face.