Its been two weeks since their indirect confession and slowly the innocent forehead kisses between them were turning to cheek kisses, the side hugs were changing to tight backhugs and the innocently eyelocks were changing into intense eyelocks.
Last week Kiara had turned 20. Aarav was the first one who had wished one making her smile widely. The whole day the smile did not leave her face.
Aarav woke up rubbing his eyes. He looked around for Kiara and the scene in front of him had him gulping loudly.
There was his wife. In front of the mirror. Wearing a red saree looking so damn beautiful. Her bare waist was visible to his eyes and he gulped his unholy thoughts away.
Kiara saw him awake and smiled widely.
"Uth gye aap? How am I looking? Aur ye dekhiye!"
(You woke up. And see this!)
She said excitedly and sat in front of him showing him her palms.
"Kaisi hai?"
(How is it?)
She asked looking at her palms. He admired her face and mumbled.
"Beautiful!"
"Haina! Kitna dark color aaya hai."
(I know right! The color is so dark.)
She giggled happily and he smiled seeing her happiness. She then looked at him and said.
"Aur aapko pata hai maine fast bhi rakha hai."
(You know I am fasting too.)
He frowned slightly and asked.
"Fast?"
She nodded and he asked again.
"Kyu?"
(Why?)
She gave him a deadpanned look. She got up and said.
"Bhul gye na aap. Aaj karwachauth hai buddhu."
(You forgot. Today is karwachauth silly.)
She said shaking her head and he pulled her down on his lap making her gasp and look at him wide eyed.
"Calling your husband buddhu on karwachauth. Tsk! Bad manner! What should we do about it now?"
(Calling your husband silly on karwavchauth.)
He asked eyeing her lips dangerously and she breathed heavily. The indulged in an intense eyelock.
She bit his nose and showed him her tongue playfully. She ran away giggling making him chuckle at her.
He decided to take an off and stayed home. He observed the ladies doing puja. His mother instructed Kiara what all needed to be done and she followed them very obediently.
At night she opened her fast and had her dinner. Since she had her college the next day she went to the room to change her clothes and sleep.
She kept her phone on the nightstand and was about to go to change when Aarav held her hand and pulled her in his lap. She looked at him wide eyed.
"You look so beautiful. First time saree pehni na tumne?"
(You wore a saree for the first time right?)
She nodded and he traced her jaw with his nose. He kissed her neck making her shiver and looked into her eyes.
His eyes carried an emotion which made her heart race.
He caressed her bare waist making her suck in a harsh breath and her lips parted as she panted heavily.
His eyes moved between her eyes and lips. He started leaning in slowly. But kept her palm on his lips and shook her head.
"Fast hai mera."
(Its my fast.)
He sighed and kept his forehead on hers.
The next day Aarav was wearing his socks sitting on the edge of the bed.
Kiara came in with both of their lunch boxes.
"Ready nhi huye aap abhi?"
(You are not ready yet?)
She mumbled distracted while his lunch in his bag and hers in her bag and checking everything in her bag.
Aarav sat straight and looked at her. She looked so pretty in the black floral jumpsuit and open hair.
"Aaj toh koi fast nhi hai na tumhara?"
(You don't have any fast today right?)
He asked and she looked at him frowning.
"Nhi. Kyu?"
(No. Why?)
"Good!"
He said and before she could ask what he meant, he held her hand and pulled her in his lap. Her gasp was cut short by his lips.
She looked at him wide eyed as he kissed her softly. Slowly her eyes closed and she round her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her into his body.
He kissed her slow, soft and passionate. She felt her stomach turn into a zoo and heart a running mess. She felt lightheaded and her legs felt jello.
Aarav's condition was no different. He held her nape and deepened the kiss making her moan.
He felt a push on his chest and pulled back making her take a huge intake of oxygen. He smiled and pecked her lips. Once. Twice. Thrice.
They looked into each other's eyes and Kiara hid her face in his neck blushing. He chuckled and kissed her head.
After he was sure that she was calm and in her senses he made her stand. She looked at him and he smiled kissing her head.
He took his bag on his shoulder and hers in his hand while holding her hand with the other and walked out of the room.
Kiara smiled seeing him carry her ladies handbag without any shame. He truly was the best husband.
It had been more than three months since their first kiss and they were addicted. It seemed like a switch was turned on because Aarav couldn't keep his hands to himself.
Even right now they were back to their room after breakfast for getting ready for the day but Aarav had captured her in his arms and the two were indulged in a heavy makeout.
Their steamy session was disturbed by her phone ringing. She pulled back and whispered.
"Aarav mera phone!"
(My phone!)
He hummed while kissing her neck not bothering about it.
"Ghar se hai."
(Its from home.)
She whispered again. It was her special ringtone. She pushed him back and picked her phone.
"Hello mumma."
She answered the call and bit her lip to control her moans when Aarav kissed her neck.
Her eyes widened hearing what her mother told her and she squealed in happiness.
"Really! Papa maan gye!"
(Papa agreed!)
Aarav looked at her trying to comprehend what made her so happy. She looked at him gave him a huge smile and he smiled back.
"Hum abhi aate hai. Haan ok bye."
(We are coming. Yes ok bye.)
She said and disconnected the call.
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