An Act Of Revising (Complete)

Part 3 - By mehr05

" PS, listen please! Should I be blindfolded? I want to see you, watch you. Please aisa mat karo! "  Anokhi pleaded in a soft musical voice. Shaurya grinned at her. 

"Relax wifey, give me a few minutes to have a quick shower and set the room for the game. Meanwhile, lie down and relax. Don't sleep. Just rewind what you managed to assimilate in the past few days and hours. I'll be right back to check your revision work and how good it is going." 

Shaurya settled her properly on their bed, pecked her lightly and gathered her books and his laptop. He placed it all on the side table and rushed for his much awaited shower. 

Anokhi eased her mind by focusing on the sounds coming from the shower. He always hum while under the shower. Not even for 1 second she doubted how this night will be ending. She blushed bright red.

Since the night they've married, they have spent every single minute in each other's arms. She was addicted to him. True, she was diverting her mind by revising topics she knows by heart. It helped her from reminiscing about their moments. The pulsing and throbbing she felt during the whole day in her lower belly kick started again. She wanted him. Badly! 

Shaurya has shown and taught her how to understand the needs her body demands. She wasn't shy anymore. Infact, she was an eager learner, a fast learner. She giggled as she recalls his plan for revision. She scoffed as this thought came to her. We've been away for hours and as if he'll spend the rest of the night in revision!

She heard him re-enter the room, heard him rummaging in the top drawers and then something clicked. The smell of those scented candles Babli di gifted her two days ago reached her nose. She inhaled deeply. Yes! My husband is back in full form! Thought Anokhi. She sat up as she felt him sit on the bed. 

He reached out to her and loosened the blindfold. She blinked several times to adjust to the new lights in the room. He had switched off all light sources. Only the chandelier that was suspended right over their bed was on. The chandelier reflected their image back when they lay back. It was one of the things she loved most in their room. 

She was about to go nearer to him when he brought her attention to that crystal bowl he had brought in earlier. 

She lifted one eyebrow and eyed him skeptically. 

"Uhhmmm, what's that PS?" 

"Well, it's Bade papa's treasured crystal bowl. In it, I've personally written and carefully set questions for you to answer. Got to be the perfect hubby to you. So, let's get to it. Come on, pick up one chit. The sooner we do this, the sooner we get to be in bed to sleep" He told Anokhi in his oh so professor voice she has come to dislike, just at this very moment, she realised. 

"You can't be serious, PS!" Huffed Anokhi. She was turning red. Her breathing was heightened, nostrils flaring. Her eyes and the glares she shot at him were enough to make him go down on his knees. 

Shaurya watched in fascination the change happening in her. He almost groaned when she started to move to get off the bed. Her nightie was snuggling fit on her, highlighting all his favourite parts. Her neck still bore his love bites. It was dark red. Her cleavage was enticing him. 

He cleared his throat and pulled her back. 

"Anokhi, listen! Where are you going!?" 

"To get dressed!" She almost yelled. "Since we are to do revision work, then let me be in proper dress, professor Shaurya!"

Shaurya couldn't help but bark a laugh, stunning her. 

"It won't be necessary. Come here." Shaurya drew him back to where he was settled on the bed. She came willingly. Anokhi was dejected. This wasn't how this night should be going. Anyways, he won't be swaying, so better get it over with. She extended her hand to the crystal bowl and picked the yellow chit. 

He took it from her and plopped on the pillows aligned. 

"Anokhi, ah, did I mention the rules for this game? Tsk tsk, my mistake. So, for every chit you pull out, you've got to answer. No exception. For every correct reply, you get a chance to take off an item from me and do whatever you wish with me. Any item, anything you want..." he watched as his wife's pupils dilated and her cute lips formed a perfect O. He chuckled at her reaction. He was wearing naught but his boxer shorts! 

" ... and for every wrong answer, I get to take an item off you. So, let's start wifey?"

Anokhi smiled at him. She felt her blood rushing in her veins. Her heart was beating furiously. She came to call this now familiar feeling as the PS effect! 

"Shoot, husband!" She grinned.