A Chaos Called Love ❤️

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Please ignore mistakes as I am still finding it difficult to edit. Another update with 10000plus words,enjoy!

"Just a slip of tongue,no need to chuckle " she said.She was too flustered to say anything else and to mask her sheepishness she moved her focus back to her jewllery box, and started looking for an apt earing to go with her attire by taking them out of the Box,one by one.At that time he didn't counter her too, just enjoyed seeing her beautiful blushing face.

"Kyun aise dekh rahe ho,main majak kar rahi thi na?" She was not even looking at him. She was busy choosing her jewelry, yet she could feel his eyes on her.

"I am not even saying anything,stop assuming." he said in his deep husky voice.

"Hmm... bolne ki zarurat nahin hai samjah aata hai...huh... ek toh main itni late ho gai already, upar se decide bhi nahin kar pa rahi hoon kaun si earrings pehnu" she murmured and kept wondering which earrings to choose.

"Woh wali," he said, pointing towards a random earring as she looked visibly confused.

"Yeah?" she asked, picking up a heavy jhumka.

"Na.... let me come. " he leisurely got up from the bed,stretched his arms, and slowly walked towards her. She could see his reflection on the mirror. He looked sinfully delicious in his unkempt self.

"Yeh" he hunched down to her level and said picking up a beautiful gold earrings with pearls adorned on it.She was in a noodle strap fit and flair kurta, the bust area was heavily embroideried with thread and sequins and the panels were embellished with mirror embroidery.
She had paired it with matching faired,multilayered garara.

"Pehna doon?" he asked, and she nodded. She removed her hair from her left ear and angled it toward him.

"Is it supposed to be worn like this,without dupatta?" he asked as his eyes fell on her cleavage. The bustling of the garment was tight enough to push her bosom up, which accentuated her enormous bust in a seductive way.

"Woh bhi hai," she pointed towards a white and yellow ombre dupatta, which was laying on the sideby table.

"Thank god."His lips touched her neck as he spoke,she could feel a spark running down her spines.His hands felt soft yet strong as he made her wear the earrings.

"Why?" She asked as he gathered her hair in his fists and made her wear the other earring.

"What, why?" He asked, and this time slightly nibbled her earlobe while speaking. She hissed in pain, and he kissed the area to lessen the stingy sensation.

"Why did you say thank God?" She asked to shift her attention from their sizzling closeness.

"I am relieved that your tits will be covered,"he said as he left her hair and circled his hand around her waist.

"Tits sounds gross,they are my boobie babies," she said in her baby voice.

"Sorry.... I have told you before and telling you again....I don't think they are babies" his hand abruptly moved up from her waist to her bosom and cupped them loosely,the embroidery felt rough to touch yet he could feel the softness underneath.

"Ek dum besharam, hath hatao..." she muttered as her breath got ragged, listening to his brazen statement.

"Waise, what about a quicky?"he whispered, resting his face against the crook of her neck and peppering kisses on her back and neck.

"My statement isn't changing,I don't want it in a hurry"she moaned.He stared at her for a moment and then one side of his mouth turned up as he saw her aroused face,her eyes were closed,lips agaped.Sensations poured over his whole self,he knew it was not the time but a little teasing never harms.