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HER POV
He had become an expert in making me crave for him under his hold. I was shamelessly doing so.
Under him overall in this dress was making me shy and expressive at the same time.
He was kissing me everywhere but on the lips. I wanted to feel his lips too. But he was not even giving me a chance. His hold on my wrist was tight.
My words were stuck in my throat as he was sucking me all the way.
I tried to wiggle but he only angled my face for better access. I again tried to come out of his hold but he didn't let me.
The next moment I tried to throw my arms and legs only to realise I shouldn't have.
I hit him in the crotch with my knee and he immediately lost hold of my hands and lay on the bed covering his face.
"Radhika," he called out.
I guess he is in pain. I didn't know it was so painful. I was feeling very bad. How could I hurt him there?
I straightened a little next to him and looked at his slightly tensed face.
"I'm sorry," I said and he again facepalmed.
Does it hurt that bad? I looked at the place where he was hurt. It looks alright to me.
Maybe it's swollen or something. That's why he is so much affected.
If I was the one to hit him. It should be me who should help. And only I can help him since I'm his wife.
I immediately sat up and lightly cupped his crotch with loads of embarrassment.
"You need help?" I asked with nervousness.
He groaned a little. His hoarse voice travelled down my spine.
He didn't say anything but I'm sure he's hurt. I looked at him where he was hurt and thought of checking it myself.
But should I be touching him there? What if he hates it? But I also couldn't leave him alone like that since I hurt him.
After collecting courage I reached for the button with shivering hands and opened it.
"Arghh," he groaned, making me more nervous.
I pulled his zip down slowly and slightly pulled his lower down only to see him in his black underwear.
My hormones started working just by looking at his v line. He had a perfectly structured body a woman would die for.
I looked at his covered face and then his Adam's apple. It was alluring. I could not keep my eyes off his toned and slightly hairy chest. I wished to trace a line along his abs but was lost in capturing him all in my mind.
I pulled myself together and hesitantly brought my fingers close to his underwear band.
And before I could pull his underwear down he immediately held my hands and sat up.
"Oh no, not that!" he said in his rough voice.
I looked into his eyes and he was scanning my face. No pain could be seen now.
He was looking at me adoringly. He brought his fingers close to my cheeks and caressed it.
I closed my eyes in response to feeling his touch. I felt him coming closer and kissed my cheek.
Again not lips. Why is he not kissing me there?
I opened my eyes annoyingly and looked at him smiling at me.
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DAKSHIKA
Romance"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed...