《 37. Getaway to Greece - I 》

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ʙᴀʙʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀᴛ'

ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪɢɴ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ 

ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ 

ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ?

                                                                       [The Alchemy by Taylor Swift]

R A G H A V

We are on the jet to Greece, our honeymoon destination. It still feels unreal, to sit in front of the love of my life, to see her henna decked hands and the natural blush on her glowing cheeks, her long glossy hair open in all glory, the thick of her eyebrows and the plump of her lower lips that I yearn to taste every second and the crinkle in between her eyebrows while she skims through the magazine that published about us. Turning the page, her eyes bulge at something she sees in that tabloid that makes her have a doe eye expression accompanied with a satisfying sigh. 

"What are you looking at, Jaan?" I ask her.

"Raghav, look at these candid pictures of us, we look so in love gazing into one another's eyes. Its cosmic love. You and I, look damn good together." She declared with her wide toothy smile.

"Waise  toh  kabhi  nahi  kiya  inkaar  humari  biwi  ki  baaton  ka  humne. She is always right." I said softly.

(By the way I have never denied my wife's words.)

"Aisa  kyun, patidev?" She too plays along.

(Why is like this, husband?)

I put my elbow on the armrest and hold my face in between my palms, tilting my head I look at her and only her,"Darta  jahaan  humse, hum tose  darte, ki  sab  jaane  mori  Raniya, haaye."

(The world is afraid of me, and I am afraid of my queen, oh.)

She bursts into laughter at my words and the sound is echoing in the entire jet and even in the walls of my heart, which I like and want it to be like that.

"My filmy husband has got it bad for his queen." She chimes.

"Only for you, to érma mou." I replied.

"Acha, first we are going to the Santorini Island, right?" She asked.

I hummed in response.

"I am going to wear a bikni there." Saying this she winks at me and then goes to biting her lower lip.

I inhale deeply at her words and gulp and let out a whisper,"Just know it, that I can even check it here if you are wet for me." I lean towards her and literally put my whole body on her using the side of her seat as my balance "Honestly, I can smell your arousal as I knew you were looking from your peripheral vision at me while reading that magazine, and love I assure you when we do it you won't be able to walk normally for at least at a week."

She gazes up at me with her big black eyes and visibly gulps at my words.

"I am a virgin go slow with me." She blurts out and her eyes widen at her own statement.

"Never ever am I going against your will and once I stretch your pussy enough for it to fit my size I can claim it as mine." I deadpanned.

She puts her palm on my hand that is balancing me on her seat and asks,"Call it morbid curiosity but I wish to know how you are going to stretch my pussy? With your fingers?" she brings her lips closer to my ear and lowering her voice she continues,"Or with your dick?"

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