𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒚𝒎𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 27

Seven days had passed since Ishani and Armaan's blissful first night as husband and wife. As they made their way to the airport, the newlyweds were filled with excitement for the journey that lay ahead.

The sun shone brightly in the blue sky as they boarded the plane, their hands entwined as they made their way to their seats. Ishani's eyes shone with anticipation as she leaned back, the plane's engines humming to life beneath them.

"Are you ready for our adventure, my love?" Armaan asked, his smile as bright as the sun.

As the plane reached cruising altitude, Armaan pulled Ishani close, his voice low and seductive. "There's something I've been wanting to do all day," he whispered, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Ishani bit her lip, a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. "What did you have in mind, Mr. Oberoi?" she purred, a playful lilt in her voice.

Armaan leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. "I want to make love to you right here, right now," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Ishani's heart raced as she followed Armaan's lead, her body aching with desire as they made their way to the back of the plane, hidden from the prying eyes of the crew.

The private jet was quiet and luxurious, its interior filled with the scent of fine leather and exotic spices. Armaan guided Ishani to a plush leather couch, his hands roaming over her curves as he pressed her against the soft cushions.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss as their clothes came off, the anticipation mounting as they explored each other's bodies with gentle, teasing touches.

The foreplay between Ishani and Armaan was intense and sensual, each touch and kiss designed to heighten their desire and bring them closer together.

Armaan's fingers traced teasing patterns across her skin, his lips pressing against her neck, her breasts, her thighs. He took his time, exploring every inch of her body with a tenderness that made Ishani's heart race.

Ishani reciprocated with equal passion, her hands roaming over his chest, his arms, his stomach. Her lips followed suit, leaving trails of kisses in their wake.

Armaan slid his fingers into Ishani's slick folds, his touch soft and sensual as he explored her depths. He teased her with slow, tantalizing strokes, his fingers gliding in and out in a rhythmic dance that sent shivers of pleasure through her body.

Ishani moaned softly, her hips rocking in time with his movements as he brought her to the edge of ecstasy. The sensation was exquisite, the warmth of his touch mingling with the heat of their desire as they lost themselves in each other's bodies.

As the private jet descended towards Mauritius, Ishani and Armaan lay entwined on the plush couch, their bodies still tingling with the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. The sun was setting over the ocean, casting the sky in shades of gold and orange as the island paradise came into view.

The flight attendant knocked softly on the door, announcing their impending arrival.

"It looks like we've made it to our destination," Armaan murmured, his arms tightening around Ishani as they gazed out the window. "What an unforgettable way to start our honeymoon."
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