I went to the living room wearing my black saree and Jayraj was there with three jewelry boxes in his hand.
My heart rate kicked up.
He blinked when he saw me, and I knew I had chosen the perfect outfit. His eyes were seductive as he just stared at me, scanning me from head to toe.
"Exquisite."
He looked all-powerful magnate in that black velvet jacket with a Nehru collar that is embellished with bird embroidery and black pants.
"We are matching." I smiled as he came to me with long and powerful strides.
"Oh, I asked Jiva for your outfit color."
He caught my hand, touched my finely painted nails, lifted it to his mouth, and kissed my open palm.
"What's in there?"
I breathed through the jolt his touch sent and asked.
He opened the first box and there were earrings with emeralds, diamonds and shimmery stones adorned earrings.
"Is it real diamonds?"
"You are too precious for fake diamonds." He fingered a curl of my hair.
"I am sure they must be costly."
"They are and other things that are inside those boxes are too. And you will wear them because I want you to. It's your right and it's my duty to gift them the same way It's my right to demand your presence at this function. It will make me very happy If you start demanding materialistic things from me, When you don't, it makes me feel like you don't consider me as yours completely."
"You don't have to give me such a big lecture. I did not say no."
"You were about to."
I didn't say anything as he Lowered his head and smashed his lips into the crook of my neck.
My pulse jumped.
He kissed and leaked my throbbing vein while he slide the earring into my left ear.
"We will be late," I spoke breathlessly.
He did the same to my right ear while giving full attention to my neck on the right side.
"That's why I am helping you."
He wrapped his hands around my bare waist.
"You are not--"
He stopped my protest by sealing my lips with his. My hands went to his head as his tongue did the work of savoring me.
He sucked on my lower lip.
He finally released my lips and opened the boxes, slid something on my hands and fingers but my attention was on calming my erratic breaths and the man responsible for it.
"I needed that. I have to be civilized for a few hours, your test will help me, and also the thought that I will remove all of this from your body later."
He bent down on his knees, I looked at him with confusion, he took my feet in his hand and put them on his bended knees.
He opened the last box, and slides an anklet of diamonds and emeralds, onto my left foot.
He touched my ankle cladded feet, bent down, and gave me a wet kiss.
"You are going to keep all of this jewelry on while I will f*ck you tonight."
He stared into my eyes while being on his knees, It was clear no matter If he is on his knees or not It was he who gives the order here.
"Why left feet and not right?"
"Jiva said wearing the anklet on left will push away any bad omens. It will protect you from any evil eye."
"You believe in that?"
"For you, I would like to believe in everything. And you do need a protection talisman today."
How can he behave like he spoke the alphabet after saying such a beautiful line?
He stood up when there was a knock on the door, Jiva with the two artists were there,
They looked at me and knew what transpired here,
"Jayraj, will you please leave your girlfriend here so we can retouch the lipstick that you have spoilt?"
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Suit And Surrender
RomanceTo Aarna patel, he was the kind of man she wanted to stay away yet she desired him - dark, tough, extreme, controlling, commanding, and a billionaire. To jayraj Singh Rathod, she is the kindest and yet most feisty woman he ever met, a ball of spitf...
