𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒚𝒎𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 26

Ishani's hands trembled as she reached out to unbutton Armaan's sherwani. His heart thundered against her palm as she caressed his chest, her touch tender and loving.

Armaan gazed into her eyes, the depth of his love for her reflected in his gaze. "You are my destiny, Ishani," he murmured, his hands tracing the curves of her body.

Ishani shivered at his touch, her lips parting in anticipation. "You are my heart, Armaan," she whispered, her breath catching in her throat.

As they basked in the afterglow of their first night together, Ishani mustered the courage to bring up her secret wish. "Armaan," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

He turned to face her, a contented smile playing on his lips. "Yes, my love?" he inquired, his tone laced with affection.

Ishani took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I have always dreamed of going to Mauritius for our honeymoon. Is it possible?"

Armaan's smile broadened, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Of course, my beautiful wife," Armaan said, his tone playful. "I would go to the ends of the earth for you."

Ishani giggled, her heart swelling with happiness. "Oh, Armaan," she breathed, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't wait to explore the sandy beaches and crystal clear waters with you."

Armaan leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "And I can't wait to explore every inch of you," he whispered, sending a shiver down her spine.

"So what are we waiting for?" Ishani playfully said.

Armaan's playful smirk widened as he heard Ishani's teasing words. "Well then, Mrs. Oberoi," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I guess there's nothing left to do but pack our bags...and each other."

Ishani blushed, a gleam of excitement in her eyes as she held his gaze. "I'd rather you pack me first, if you don't mind," she purred, a smile playing on her lips.

Armaan chuckled, his hands wandering over her curves as he pulled her closer.

Armaan's lips trailed hot kisses along Ishani's neck, eliciting soft moans from her. His hands continued their tantalizing journey, sliding over the curves of her body with expert precision.

Ishani's hands wandered up to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched against him, her body aflame with desire.

"I think we're packed just about right," Armaan whispered against her skin, his eyes burning with passion.

Ishani let out a breathy laugh.

The passion in the room was palpable as Ishani and Armaan's bodies intertwined. Every touch, every glance, every whispered word seemed to set their souls alight.

Armaan's lips worked their magic on Ishani's neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses that sent shivers coursing through her body. Each caress of his lips elicited soft, breathless moans from her, a testament to the growing intensity of their lovemaking. Her fingers tightened in his hair, urging him closer as she lost herself in the moment.