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Day 2 In Goa

Priyanka

That's how I picture every upcoming mornings. The sunrays on us while we're busy admiring each other.
I just opened my eyes and they are already lost on someone. He's grinning at me as if the most fucking adorable thing is this world. He actually makes me believe that. He gives so much confidence.. And power.
His like strength. He's my strength.

"don't stare to much. Or I might actually think you're day dreaming", I said interrupting his delightful stare.

" my daydream is right in front of me. And am enjoying it.", he says.

" daydream? It felt like you enjoyed the night one more...", I replied hinting at our last night's activities.

" well that can be arranged.", he pulls me closer and get on top of me

"anki-", he shush me.
" let me show you what a real day dream of mine looks like.", right after this sentence of his, his lips were on mine and his hands were moving all over my body making sure to not miss out on any part.

A paradise that's real. That's how ankit makes me feel. Our kiss so aggressive and passionate yet it feels so peaceful having his lips devour mine. " we'll miss out breakfast. Again", I said in between our hungry kisses.
" am also in the menu", he chuckles as he kisses down my belly. "am serious", I say pulling his hair back with gentleness before I could become his breakfast.
He pauses and rested his chin on my lower belly area and looked at me. His eyes soften the moment they meant mine and he adored the sight infront of him. That was me pressing my lips trying to hold a moan in as his fingers are teasing me.
"very serious indeed", he said with a husky tone. I understood the sarcasm and held his hand
"then come up.", I said to him. He smiled and removed his finger and climbed back up to face to me. His face buries in my chest and his arms tightens around my stomach. "what's wrong?", he muffled.
Nothing was wrong. Actually everything was perfect except for the pain I was having in my pelvic area. I didn't even realize it was hurting until ankit inserted his finger inside me. I didn't know if I should tell him or not. It wouldn't make a difference if I did tell him,it wouldn't make the pain stop but it would make him worry.

"nothing. Am just a little bit sore from last night..", I said caressing his cheeks.
"okay...i understand", he lifts up his head and looks at me.
"I may know someway to help you feel better.", he grins at me making me smile.

"what way?" I asked him.
"a day at the spa", he exclaimed.
Gosh I love him so much. He always knows what I need. Spa!! My arms naturally wrapped around his waist as my face rested on his chest.
We hugged each other while lying down. Him lying on top of me...as if he weighs less than me. "you do know that you're completely absorbing my body. Like you wouldn't even see me if we look from your angle", I joke as I sensed him getting worried for me which I obviously didn't want.

I love it when he's pampering me and giving me endless affection and care. But it's something else when he's worried. Contrary to popular belief, ankit gupta does stress and worries a lot. The thing is, I'm the one who gives him all the stress. I don't mean to, but whenever I'm unwell, it's ankit who gets more scared for me.. It's like he has developed a fear, almost phobia of losing me. Even the simplest things would make him panic. One time I cut my finger, he wouldn't leave me alone for a second and acted as if the injury was life threatening. It was cute to see how much he cared.. But this is now stressing me too..
At first I enjoyed he's over protective nature... I still do, it's sexy when he's protective, but I can't sit and watch him stress out over the simplest things because of me. That is why, I'm not really looking forward to tell him about the pain am having. It's not that bad, only hurts when am moving around and it's probably just soreness. Clearly not something to be worried about.