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His tears streamed down his face as he kissed her, his emotions overwhelming him that night. He kissed her passionately, and Ruhi gasped for breath, her lungs struggling to keep up. She tapped his biceps gently, prompting him to stop and look at her.
Atharva rested his forehead against hers, cupped her cheeks, and tenderly caressed them with his thumb. Ruhi's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her eyes filled with emotion. Atharva leaned in closer and whispered,
“Say no, I won't do anything.”
Ruhi, still looking into his eyes, asked one crucial question: “Ap kisi aur ka sath soya tha, uss raat?” (Did you sleep with someone else that night?)
Atharva shook his head. He recalled leaving Ruhi to go to the club with Aditya. “Nahi, apni biwi ke siwa kisi ke sath nahi soya. Never ever.”
(No, I haven’t slept with anyone except my wife.)
Atharva moved closer to her lips and asked, “Yes or no.”
Ruhi nodded, but Atharva’s smile quickly turned into a smirk. Suddenly, he reached and squeezed her left breast tightly. Ruhi looked at him, surprised.
“I want a verbal answer,” he said.
“Yes,” Ruhi responded, her voice trembling. Atharva’s face still bore the traces of his tears. Ruhi gently wiped them away and whispered huskily into his ear,
“I can’t wait to taste you.”
Ruhi’s cheeks flushed red at her own words, and Atharva chuckled. Ruhi bit her lips, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anticipation.
Atharva then moved back slightly and swiftly removed her pajama from her nightdress. Ruhi gasped at his sudden action. Atharva looked at her and remarked, “Oh, I see no panties.”
