Kabir-Kajal:- The Saga Of Love

9~ On his knees, for her!

Mature content ahead.

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Kajal was pushed against the wall as soon as they entered into the room. She encircled her hand around his neck as he smashed his lips against her, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

He ain't kissing her lovingly like he does every time. This time, desire is mixed with his love, igniting the fire inside her.

She realized that door is not yet closed but again, nobody dares to come here this time as per Kabir's order.

His hand move down to knot of her shrug and he pulled it open. The silk robe flutter down on ground from her body. She felt timid by her exposed cloth which is barely covering her body. One strap of her dress slide down to her biceps.

She broke the kiss to inhale and exhale. She felt blood rushing up to her cheeks when he gaze at her body with smirk.

" Such a freaking piece of art my wife is."

He complimented her and wrapped his hand around her waist.

" Ready to Jump, Honey?"

Her lips curved into mischievous smile and his hand slide down to her butt. He gripped it to keep her stable as she jumped, wrapped her legs around his torso. She cupped his cheeks, made him look up and crashed her lips against his. He walked toward the bed with her. Butterflies dance in her stomach when one of his hand move under her dress and he squeezed her butt-cheek.

She ran her finger into his hair and open her eyes as she landed on bed. Her heart skipped as she caught him wiping his lips. She thinned her eyebrows seeing blood at the corner of his lips. Was she kissing him that hard? She must have bit him.

Her eyes widen slightly when he sat on his knees. 

" But, this night was for you-"

He cut her off.

" Shh! My sweetheart deserve appreciate of her efforts."

She bite the inside her lower lip to stop herself from smiling. He palmed her thigh then leaned his body down just to peck the skin below her knee.

" Next time, make sure to wear bangles and anklets which create noise."

He said, spotting plain anklets with no Ghungroos and few bangles on her wrist. The smile she was suppressing, formed on her lips.

" What are you going to do?"

Kajal asked and he bite his lower lip.

" I am not good with words, Honey. My actions speak louder than words."

Kabir replied before lifting one leg of her. Her heart beat increased when he plant a kiss on her sole then put the same leg over his shoulder. Her dress slide back, exposing more of her skin.

" May I?"

She leaned her body back and put her palm back on bed for support. She gave him consent. 

He lift his body little up and slide her dress upward, to her lower belly. Her breath hitched as soon as his gaze fell on her panty. 

" Don't stare ."

She said timidly.

" Hmn, hmn."

She clutched the bedsheet in a fist when he palmed her clothed core and smirked feeling her wetness. His gaze made her shy. Well, only he has audacity and right to make her shy. 

" You are already wet, sweetheart"

He muttered and removed her panty. 

" Are you going to use your mouth?"